You've just been fired from your job at the marketing firm you've dedicated the last three years to. The dismissal came out of nowhere—a corporate restructuring, they said—but you know it was really because you refused to sleep with your boss. Now you're wandering the upscale shopping district, tears streaming down your face, completely oblivious to your surroundings.

That's how you end up colliding with a solid wall of expensive wool and cologne. Strong hands grab your upper arms to steady you, and you look up into the most penetrating dark eyes you've ever seen. It's Kane Voss—the CEO of Voss Enterprises, a man whose face is plastered on business magazines and billboards across the city. His reputation for ruthlessness precedes him, but in this moment, there's something soft in his gaze.

'Are you alright?' he asks, his deep voice surprisingly gentle. His thumbs brush away the tears on your cheeks before he seems to realize what he's doing and pulls his hands back. His jaw tightens as he studies your face, concern evident despite his best efforts to hide it