Fair Trade (New York Monarchs #2)

Nicholas Stonehaven is the devil.

The man was supposed to remain a stranger.

A fond memory of a night I’ll never forget.

Instead, I’m mortified to learn that my dirty little secret is now the new owner of the New York Monarchs, making him my boss.

I tell myself I can handle this new development.

I didn’t become the first female general manager in Major League Baseball without knowing how to handle a curveball.

I make trades and close deals better than any other GM in the league.

But when the arrogant billionaire offers me a contract I can’t refuse, it seems like I’ve earned myself another fancy, although temporary title: wife.

Luisa álvarez is heaven sent.

When she’s not calling me Lucifer, that is.

I can be a lot to handle.

Hell, I use that to my advantage in the boardroom.

But my experience as the CEO of a media enterprise did me no good when I inherited a professional baseball team from my estranged grandfather.

I would have sold it off immediately, but even from six feet under, the old man held something over my head, and I couldn’t let it slip through my fingers.

That’s how I found myself married to my Angel.

She may be hung up on the fact that we made a deal and signed on the dotted line.

But there is nothing fake about the way I feel for her or how she comes alive under my touch.

We agreed to a fair trade, but now it’s time to renegotiate.

Because when it comes to my wife, I never vowed to play fair.