My Haughty Hunk by Trixie Belle

This bad boy billionaire hates everything about the Westing Bank.
And now that includes me.
I’ve landed the job of a lifetime at the Westing Bank.
The one catch? Rhett Westing, IV, the reluctant heir to the throne.
Everything I love about my job, he despises.
And one day soon, he’ll be calling the shots.
Our first meeting goes poorly.
Disdain drips off his perfectly tailored suit. Contempt laces every barbed word.
I don’t help matters by informing him that he’s just another pretty face with his parents’ credit card.
We part the best of enemies.
Unfortunately a conference in Chicago means our new-found feud is going on the road.
His last name puts him in charge, and his first order of business is to drive me crazy.
Next on the agenda is lingering stares and teasing words.
And why not end the day with a cocktail hour that is definitely staying out of my official report?
Well, Mr. Hunky-But-Way-Too-Grouchy Pants, I have an itinerary of my own:
#1 Stay on task.
#2 Don’t rise to his bait.
#3 Absolutely do not fall for Rhett Westing.