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Diese Paare scheinen zum Scheitern verurteilt zu sein, aber die Liebe hat andere Pläne! In dieser atemberaubenden Liebesroman-Reihe von Leslie North treffen drei sexy, egozentrische Milliardäre auf Frauen, die einfach nicht anders können, als sich in sie zu verlieben – auch wenn sie sich mit Händen und Füßen dagegen wehren!

These three billionaire bosses are all hot, rich, and completely sinful. Too bad their all such… Bossholes! Romance lovers will devour this spicy boxset by bestselling author Leslie North!

Piper Doyle doesn’t hold grudges—until sexy perfume mogul Vincente Forde crashes his flashy car into hers. Everything about him screams entitled bosshole! Then the sculpted devil offers her a deal she can’t refuse. He only needs two things in return: access to a rare perfume ingredient and a fake girlfriend. Piper wants absolutely nothing to do with him. At first. But before long she starts wondering if she’s the only one wishing their fake relationship was real.

Connor Lockhart is gorgeous, grumpy, and about as charming as a brick wall. He's also—plot twist—my new boss. Our first meeting? A total disaster. I'm late for a major panel at a gaming convention, standing in line for a burrito, and the guy in front of me is treating the menu like it's a gourmet tasting. I ask if I can cut. He says no—like I asked for his social security number. I may or may not have dumped super spicy salsa all over his precious order. Fast forward: that burrito snob? Now signs my paychecks. At the company of my dreams. Dream job. Nightmare boss.

Some people get meet-cutes. I get a meet-crash. When Vincent Forde rear-ends my car, I expect an apology—instead he tosses me a scowl that could melt steel and acts like I’m the problem. Charming, right?

I have a confession. I hate bachelorette parties. A night of awkward dancing, penis-shaped straws and being told “you're next, Kaitlyn!” Even worse: It's hosted at a super swanky Miami club where I stick out like a sore thumb. Couldn’t get any worse, right?

Yay, I'm engaged… to the biggest jerk in Hollywood. If Finn Lockhart ever wrote an AITA post, the answer would be a unanimous yes. Why am I engaged to someone I can't stand? Funny story. I work for Finn, the costume designer on his latest movie. One day on set, I dropped a box of cufflinks. Finn kneeled down to help. The paparazzi snapped a photo. Voilà—engagement. The fake news goes viral. Suddenly, Hollywood's most notorious (and hottest) bachelor is off the market. And his PR team? Obsessed.

Liam Lockhart avoids attachments, feelings, and anything he can't control—including me. He's a decade older, my brother's best friend, and so emotionally unavailable he might as well be a locked file marked Do Not Open. Two years ago, we kissed—hard, hot, unforgettable—until he shoved me away like I was a mistake he couldn't afford. So I did what any heartbroken writer would do: I turned him into the villain of my webcomic. Broody, smug, infuriating—and totally based on Liam. I thought I was subtle. I wasn't. Too bad he can't do anything about it.

First, Coffeezilla torpedoes my career as a barista. Then he dangles my dream job like a carrot on a stick. So what do I do? Make a deal with the devil. I learned the hard way: trust no one. That’s why I’m stuck serving lattes in the first place. Then Trent Saunders, aka Satan, waltzes in. Mr. Hot Shot is too busy barking into his phone to stop and read. Is it my fault he missed the big DO NOT USE sign on the table? OK, maybe I shouldn’t have laughed when he spilled coffee all over himself. But he deserved it.

If you throw an Irish billionaire out of a plane at 40,000 feet, would he fly? That's the question I ask myself on our flight when Declan Bryne told me that it’d be “grand" if I could stop talking. I can’t help it. I’m a nervous flyer. But that should've been my sign to hit EJECT! Because this is doomed to fail. He’s a total grump. He obviously doesn’t like me. He's too distractingly gorgeous to be around for any length of time. And he’s made it clear that as soon as he can find another nanny, I’m gone.

For most of Laila Diaz’s life, nothing has gone as planned. But now, things are finally looking up. On her last day working for child services, she’s scheduled to deliver an orphaned infant to his new legal guardian…grumpy Scottish billionaire Marcus Campbell.

The first time I met Noah Parker, he asked if I was an escort. Apparently when you’re a billionaire sports agent, finding strange half-naked women in your hotel room is…normal? That didn’t stop me launching a stiletto at him. He’s fine—good reflexes. Still, he walked into my hotel room—claiming it's his—and has no plans on leaving. Neither do I. Which is how I end up sharing a bed with Mr. Jerk. Platonically…more or less. Nothing happened, I just might have had a few naughty thoughts and some very pleasant dreams. He’s hot, all right? A hot jerk.

I lie down for just a second…. The next thing I see is the chiseled and extremely grumpy face of my billionaire client, Theo Barnes, looking down at me. If I’m Goldilocks, he has all the grouchiness of three bears. I was overworked and overstressed, juggling photographing his fleet of yachts with my other projects. Add in a super comfy bed on one of his yachts, and I’m out. Now I’m about to be fired.

Mark Aleki Rogers left the Navy SEALs behind, but he found another use for his special skills. He and his fellow brothers-in-arms now run an intense boot camp that trains civilians to survive extreme situations. Mark's size is intimidating, but the half-Samoan surfer is an eternal optimist. A suspicious string of suicides among SEALs, however, has Mark convinced it's murder. He's determined to get to the bottom of it quietly. If he doesn't, a murderer may go free.

Stephen Maxfield has the chance to save the business his father built, and only one woman stands in his way. With Duncan Enterprises crumbling, Stephen Maxfield knows that a lucrative building contract could be the ticket to saving the family company. He’s always been regarded as the unpredictable brother, and this time is no different. He’s prepared to do what he thinks is right—even if it means ousting his own father. Stephen faces another obstacle, however, in the form of Angelia Lopez, the gorgeous Duncan VP with her own plans to save the company.

Never mix business with pleasure… Klutzy, adorable Brianna Daughtry is nothing like the women Trent Caldwell is usually attracted to. The handsome, cold-hearted billionaire goes for bimbos and eye-candy who look good on his arm, women who won't make a fuss when things end. But Brianna, his new temporary assistant, is nothing like that at all… She’s the sort of woman who can make a man’s heart beat faster. And make him wish he were a different man… a better man. The type of woman Trent usually avoids at all costs. Except, he can’t. And even if he could, his heart doesn’t want to…

Sheikh Zaid is always in control. As the son of the Sultan of Sharjah and the middle of three brothers, he’s spent his whole life being groomed for leadership. When a diplomatic tour from the U.S. comes to Sharjah, he makes it his business to ensure that he makes a good impression, but the surprising return of an old flame shocks him to the core. Rebecca Reid is a foreign aid representative with no time for ostentatious displays. She wants to see the gritty realities of Sharjah, not the polished façade.

When Maria asked Navy SEAL Trevor Daniels to father her child - no strings attached - the hardened SEAL had no idea just how explosive their chemistry would be. As part of their arrangement, he vowed never to contact her again after the positive pregnancy test, but he never stopped thinking about the fiery woman who had captured his heart. A year later, when one of Trevor’s dark ops missions ends with the death of his captain and suspicions aimed at him, Maria’s the only investigator he knows who can help him crack the case.

I entered this cocktail contest for one reason: to win the prize money and finally open my dream speakeasy. And everything’s going smoothly—until I spot him. Aiden Calihan. The man who wrecked me worse than a tequila hangover. Now he’s a brooding billionaire and the face of a luxury liquor empire. I’d love nothing more than to splash a Dirty Shirley in his infuriatingly perfect face.

Greek banking heir Antonio Rosso is shocked when his late father leaves the beloved family villa to the one woman he never wanted to see again: Claire Bennett. After a hot and heavy fling, things ended abruptly when she was accused of being a gold digger. But now, to hang on to the home that meant so much to his mother, Antonio will not only have to get back into the beautiful American's good graces, he'll have to convince her to marry him.