I’m in love with my boss. He doesn’t even know I exist. … Until today. My name is Rowan St. Clair. For five years, I’ve tried to pretend I’m not head over heels for a man I can never. Vincent Akopov—gorgeous, ruthless, and completely out of my league. But one fateful errand changes everything. When I walk in on him thoroughly “occupied” with another woman, I expect embarrassment. Instead, I get a saucy wink that sets my body on fire. And the next day? A promotion I never asked for... moreI’m in love with my boss. He doesn’t even know I exist. … Until today. My name is Rowan St. Clair. For five years, I’ve tried to pretend I’m not head over heels for a man I can never. Vincent Akopov—gorgeous, ruthless, and completely out of my league. But one fateful errand changes everything. When I walk in on him thoroughly “occupied” with another woman, I expect embarrassment. Instead, I get a saucy wink that sets my body on fire. And the next day? A promotion I never asked for. "Congratulations, Ms. St. Clair. You're my new personal assistant. ". Suddenly, I'm thrust into Vincent's world—Park Avenue penthouses, private jets, and a boss whose meetings put the "DIC" in "dictation. ". He tests my limits. Filthy promises whispered in my ear in the middle of a boardroom, explicit Polaroids left in unexpected places, sneaky gropes in dark hallways…. And I push back. Sexts send both ways, after all. Our game escalates with each passing day. There's just one to inherit his father's empire, Vince needs a wife. So guess who gets to accompany him on every awkward get-to-know-you date? Me—sitting beside him, trying to ignore his hands wandering up my skirt while he interviews potential brides. I tell myself it's just physical. Just temporary. Just a fantasy that will end when reality comes knocking. And reality does indeed knock—. In the form of two pink lines on a pregnancy test. FILTHY PROMISES. is Book 1 of the Akopov Bratva duet. Vince and Rowan’s story continues in Book 2,. FILTHY LIES. less