Instead, I'm trying to stop someone from destroying the company my father built while arguing with an infuriatingly calm British crisis consultant who somehow always has the last word.
Ethan Vale was hired to fix Northstar Media—not challenge every decision I make, steal my coffee, or look annoyingly attractive while doing it.
We don't agree on much.
Not board meetings.
Not office politics.
Definitely not each other.
Then confidential company secrets start leaking, my board begins circling like sharks, and suddenly the one man I swore I'd never trust is the only one standing between my company and complete disaster.
Now we're working late nights, sharing impossible situations, dodging the world's most enthusiastic HR director, and trying very hard to ignore a chemistry that's becoming impossible to explain.
The real question isn't whether we'll catch the person trying to destroy Northstar.
It's whether we'll survive each other first.