He's the current bane of my existence…and the hot monster haunting my dreams.

Maybe if he weren't also the single father of one of my students, I'd be okay with the evening jaunts into the skankier parts of my subconscious, even though nothing ever goes anywhere.

I mean, a private elementary school teacher has to relieve stress somehow, right?

Unfortunately, the growly, grumpy man isn't just a parent my brain reimagines with fangs and claws; he's also possibly abusing his daughter.

Or part of a cult.

Or…just really, really awkward…and sweet…and smart…and hopelessly attractive…and…

Well.

And fae.

Dating the mafia princess next door with an intention to marry her was not in my plans…

After a syndicate known only as the Maxim Project kidnaps the leaders of the Veleno Family, I spend several grueling months adjusting policies as the new boss.

With dissonance and disagreement running rampant, my leadership in question, and no trail to follow, the last thing I need is to find myself waking up tied to a chair in Briar Rosanera's bedroom.

She's young, chaotic, beautiful…and deadly in ways her family's reputation didn't prepare me for.

As it turns out, my parents weren't the only ones taken. She wants hers back. And she makes her offer hard to refuse.

The biggest problem?

Her business proposal sounds a lot like a marriage one.

Is it rational to hate my billionaire boss because he's too nice?

Maybe not.

However, it's definitely rational to apply to become a billionaire stranger's housewife so I can quit being a personal assistant.

When—in a shocking turn of events—I encounter billionaire scarcity and learn I've signed up to become my boss's wife before Christmas, I backpedal so hard I'm liable to pull something.

Shame indeed my too nice boss picks this moment to blackmail me.

The agreement is simple: I date him; he pays off my crippling debt; I have until the end of November to decide whether or not I'm saying “I do.”

It's one measly autumn, and then I'm free.

There's no way Ill fall in love before this contract's up…

Even if Finnegan Marsh proves to be so much more than nice.

“Snowflake?”

My stomach drops into my toes as I turn to find Alexios wandering through the evening like a wraith. The instant my eyes are on him, he stops. Takes a step back.

Scanning me from head to toe, he asks, “What's wrong?”

“You got here fast.”

“You beckoned.” With all the elegance in the world, he bows. “I exist to serve.”

Facing him squarely, I cross my arms. “That's a concerning statement coming from a faerie. You good, bro?”

His smile is devious and devilishly handsome when he lifts his head. “I did not specify who I exist to serve. It could be my prince, myself…or even you, if you could make it worth my time.”

My gut tangles up in knots at the mere notion.

“I believe I asked what's wrong,” he says.

Well. For one, I have a flirty faerie soulmate in my driveway.

And, for two, Im about to bind myself to him. Forever.