Day of Employment: 358 10:15 a.m. Location: Cubicles outside Canon's office. Co-workers: Betting on how long Canon's new PA will last. Me: No doubts. Ms. Gum-smacker won't last the day. I need to place my bet. Manolo Blahnik's New Fall Shoes: Mine. As soon as Madeline hands over my winnings. Emma Baker has never spoken a word to Alaric Canon, nor has he to her. But she's studied him every day across the office tundra for almost a year. Canon is hard and fierce, terrifying and beautiful. He's also the most stern, unforgiving person Emma has ever seen. Emma's co-workers run a betting pool for Canon's Personal Assistant terminations. There's a separate pot for the day one leaves without crying. Not likely...Canon made a former Navy SEAL cry. He has high standards and low tolerance. Everyone knows it. Everyone stays away. Everyone who can, that is. Except Emma. She can't look away. Alaric Canon is the single most attractive man she's ever seen. Bar none. Canon has never noticed her. Not once in almost a year. She's not even a blip on his radar. But she will be. His radar will be blipless no more. It is a goal. Emma has a plan
