Sam by Sloane Hunter

In an exclusive clubhouse in Manhattan, six wealthy bachelors won’t stay that way for long. They are the Billionaires of Club Tempest.

Beck:
What could be worse than running into your one-night stand the next day? I’ll tell you. Running into them the next day standing behind the desk of your new boss. Yep, that’s my kind of luck. The first handsome stranger I meet in the Big Apple also happens to be my new boss, Sam Callahan, the phenomenally rich and irritatingly good-looking CEO of the Callahan Company. Guess I should have asked for his last name, huh? But if he thinks I’m going to quit on this job, he obviously doesn’t know me that well. I’m here to stay.

Sam:
I wish I could have captured the look on Beck Harris’s face when she walked into my office. I was just as surprised, of course, but I wouldn’t have gotten to where I am in life if I wore my emotions on my sleeve. She doesn’t plan on quitting, and that’s fine by me. She won’t seduce me with that Kentucky accent or those long, tanned legs. I’ve got the biggest renovation of my career on my plate right now. Besides, I’ve got my buddies at the club for companionship and a new stranger every weekend for the physical. Trust me, it’s never gonna happen.