Dante

Nina Ibarra has exactly one rule for surviving Corvi Capital: don't get noticed. She breaks it in the first ten minutes by rear-ending her new boss's car and yelling at him through the window. Dante Corvi built his firm from his brother's wreckage. He doesn't lose control — not in a boardroom, not in a bed. Then a junior analyst with a bruised bumper and a bad attitude finds the one file he's spent five years killing. They make rules. No titles. No gifts. No promises. Rules are easy to write. Following them is something else entirely. And when the board finds out, Dante has to decide what he's actually willing to own — the company, or the woman who keeps handing his gifts back.