Last week I was in the penthouse with a sexy Australian billionaire. Now I’m back to Netflix Friday nigths and leftover takeout. And it’s all my fault. I’m the one who left the high life behind, and all because I couldn’t bring myself to go through with a sham marriage to my sexy boss Grant Devlin — because I went and fell in love with him for real. I know, stupid. Now he won’t talk to me, my job is hanging by a thread, and oh yeah, an evil plot to take over Devlin Media Corp means all my hard work could be for nothing. If we’re going to save the company, I need Grant’s help. Help that doesn’t include hot sex in the copy room. Wish me luck.