Mr. Important

<p><strong style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>One New Year's masquerade. One anonymous hookup. One billionaire-sized mistake.</strong></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Once upon a time someone looked at my scrawny impetuous eight-year-old self and nicknamed me Mr. Important... and I believed them.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>That was my first mistake.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Two decades a dozen failed careers and a thousand meaningless hookups later I've made more mistakes than I can count. My parents have decided I'm purely decorative my brother thinks I need pep talks and the gorgeous billionaire who hired me as a favor to my dad? He's forgotten I exist.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>So I'm done with mistakes.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Call it my New Year's resolution. From now on I'm going after what I want... starting with the mysterious silver fox in the Roman warrior mask who approached me at the charity gala and offered me a scorching anonymous one-night stand.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Unfortunately when our masks come off I realize mistakes are not done with me.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Because the bossy guy who blew my mind? He'd thought I was someone else. Worse than that he's my father's friend. A supposedly-straight workaholic. The person I'm stuck on a road trip with for the next two weeks. And oh yeah my actual boss.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>The farther we get from New York the closer we become and the harder it is to pretend I'm not falling for him. But I can't see how someone as brilliant controlled and successful as Thatcher Pennington would risk everything to be with someone like me... even if he makes me feel like I'm finally </span><em style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Mr. Important</em><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>.</span></p><p></p>