I sighed. The last question I wanted to answer.
Falling for the devastatingly handsome presidential candidate was never my plan-let alone becoming another notch in his private suite. All I wanted was to intern and support my brother with special needs.
But somehow, I ended up as his date to a high-profile gala. Accused of being his latest conquest, I stumbled-right into his arms, in the back seat of his Maybach.
They call him Mr. Tremendous for a reason.
That night, my senses-and my dress-didn't stand a chance.
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