Mountain Billionaire: A Billionaire Romance

I didn't ask for some fancy New York consultant to invade my mountain and tell me how to run my business.

She walks into my office like she owns the place, challenging everything I've built since returning to the town that once rejected me.

I'm forty-one, too damn old to get distracted by a woman who's just passing through on her way back to the city where she belongs.

Every time she's near, I can't think straight - can't remember all the reasons why getting involved with her would be the worst mistake of my life.

The mountains have taught me to guard what's mine, to keep my distance, to trust no one but myself. So why can't I stop wondering what it would be like to make her stay?