He looked at her like she didn't belong in his world. Maybe she didn't. Adrian Ashford was already fighting enough monsters of his own-family leashes, an arranged marriage, and a legacy built on blood. He didn't have room for attraction. He certainly didn't have room for her. "GET OUT!" "What if I don't?" "Well, I am pretty sure Mr. CEO doesn't want to end up in a jail cell the night before he officially takes the throne," "You think handcuffs will protect you from me, Emma?" Their first meeting ended in venomous insults. Their second put her career directly under his control.