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Sign up todayMost Eligible Billionaire: a romantic comedy
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An enemies-to-lovers romcom from New York Times bestselling author Annika Martin
"Most Eligible Billionaire is a sexy, heartfelt, and highly entertaining enemies-to-lovers romance, and it is one of my favorite romantic comedies of the year." (Mary Dube, USA Today)
"Highly recommend this one, it will give you the feels, have you laughing throughout, and leave your heart happy!" (Red's Romance Reviews)
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I promised to adopt an old woman's dog...I didn't know the little pup would inherit her billion-dollar company, or that I'd have to speak for him at board meetings!
But now that the hot, arrogant CEO has completely insulted me? Best. Job. Ever.
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I'm Vicky, the dog whisperer. (Not really, but that's what my elderly neighbor says whenever I walk her dog, Smuckers.)
When she dies, she surprises everybody by leaving a corporation worth billions to Smuckers...and she leaves Smuckers to me.
Suddenly I go from running my Etsy store to sitting in an elegant Wall Street boardroom with Smuckers in my lap. And my neighbor's son, Henry Locke, aka New York's most eligible bachelor, glaring across the table at me.
Rumor has it Henry's a business genius who's as talented in the bedroom as he is in the boardroom.
Sure, he's gorgeous. Sex-in-a-seven-thousand dollar suit.
But... He's arrogant and infuriating. He refuses to listen to me when I insist I didn't con his mother.
He thinks he can bully me, buy me off, control me, even seduce me. Henry may have the women of Manhattan eating out of the palm of his hand, but I'm so over entitled rich guys who think they own the world.
No way will his wicked smile be charming ME out of my panties. His wicked...devastating...impossible-to-resist smile.
Oh well, who needs panties anyway?