It started as a typical night out with my best friend, Sara. I was nursing a broken heart after seeing my crush kiss my sworn enemy, so I figured some alcohol might numb the pain. What I didn't expect was to lose control of my senses-and my virginity. I can barely remember the stranger from that night, until I saw him again. At my new job. He's my boss. To make matters worse, my crush works here too. Every time I look at my boss, lust floods my veins. His touch is possessive, his gaze intense, as if I belong to him. And yet, my feelings for my crush linger, battling inside me, leaving me confused, unable to separate right from wrong. As if things weren't complicated enough, fate decided to throw another twist my way. At the grand office party, my crush proposed to me. Right in front of my boss.