Forced Proximity Stories

Simone Ostrowski just won the biggest case of her career—destroying Beckett Lindstrom's latest empire. Too bad the ruthless billionaire found a loophole in her firm's contract that lets him drag her onto his superyacht for six months of "personal supervision." Now she's trapped in floating luxury with the man she hates most, where every heated argument and lingering touch threatens to crack the armor she's spent years building. He wants revenge. She wants her freedom. But the deeper they sink into each other's secrets, the harder it becomes to tell the difference between surrender and survival.

When my father's cartel empire explodes in gunfire, I'm yanked from the blood-soaked ruins by Raphael Yamamoto—the half-Japanese underboss who's starred in my nightmares for years. He claims me as his to keep me alive and my family's secrets buried, locking me in his skyline penthouse where every camera and locked door screams that I belong to the man who burned my world down. What starts as his cold, bruising control ignites into raw, addictive hate-sex that leaves me questioning how much I truly despise him... and how badly I crave the one person who both destroys and worships me. With rivals circling and my own family ordering me to betray him from the inside, I'm trapped between deadly pleasure and the last shreds of who I am.

When my father’s will says I lose the family publishing empire unless I marry in six months, the only man who can save me is Nathaniel Fairchild—the ruthless agent who’s spent years tearing my dad’s legacy apart and once called me a spoiled princess playing editor. I offer him controlling interest in our crown-jewel imprint if he’ll pretend to be my devoted husband for a year. What starts as a cold contract—shared penthouse, fake kisses for the cameras, lies for the board—turns dangerous the moment his hand lingers on my waist and his piercing gaze sees every secret I’ve hidden. Now I’m falling for the last man I should, and the closer we get, the more I realize neither of us is who we pretended to be.

The night Yara Sotomayor discovered her dead husband had funneled millions to the Pemberton crime family, Declan Pemberton himself ripped her from her bed and claimed her as collateral. Now the ruthless enforcer keeps the fair-skinned forensic accountant locked in his penthouse—supposedly for protection as rival cartels hunt her—while his possessive stares and heated touches turn her into both his prisoner and his darkest obsession.

I just publicly destroyed Andrei Harrington at the gala for ruining my family's firm. Next morning, the ruthless billionaire buys my company and legally traps me in his isolated mountain estate for six months. Now I’m stuck breathing the same air as the man I hate, where every venom-laced fight somehow ends with us too close, too heated, and too damn aware of each other. Six months of this and I might lose more than my pride—I might lose my heart to the enemy.

Five years after he destroyed me, I stand in Vincent Carstairs' boardroom praying he won't recognize the woman he ghosted... or the four-year-old daughter he never knew existed. But when the arrogant billionaire offers me a fortune to save his empire, I'm trapped in his world again—every heated argument, every accidental touch reigniting the fire I swore was dead. Now I'm hiding a child who looks just like him while his piercing eyes see straight through my lies, and I'm terrified he'll discover the truth that could shatter us both.

Yara Quintero storms into Desmond Jourdain's glass tower ready to tear the icy billionaire apart for destroying her family's legacy—only to discover the merger contract forces her to live and work beside him for six months in his remote Norwegian fjord estate or lose everything her father built. Now every shared meal and late-night strategy session turns into dangerous, skin-tingling proximity she can't escape. As secrets from their pasts surface and enemies circle, the line between ruthless rivals and helpless lovers blurs into an obsession that could destroy them both.

Five months after I ran from Griffin Valcourt following our last brutal fight, a snowstorm just trapped me in his luxury mountain cabin—pregnant with his baby and terrified he'll notice my changing body. The man I ghosted is now pacing six feet away, still furious, still looking at me like he wants to devour me, and every accidental touch makes me ache with secrets I can't afford to tell. With the blizzard locking us in for weeks, how long can I hide the truth when his suspicion is growing and the heat between us refuses to stay buried?

The second I opened those encrypted ledgers, I knew I was dead. Then Gabriel Ramirez—the cartel underboss sent to kill me—looked into my eyes and decided to keep me instead. Now I'm locked in his penthouse, watched 24/7, fighting the way my body betrays me every time his hands touch my skin. He says I'm collateral. His eyes say I'm his. But in his world, wanting me might cost him everything... and I'm not sure I want him to choose me.

Rosalind Ibanez's father sold her in marriage to end a blood war, but on her wedding night she learns the contract doesn't just demand her name—it demands her body and soul. Clayton Collingwood, the ruthless underboss with ice in his veins, intends to own every inch of the defiant beauty whose family still hides a secret that could burn their empire to the ground. The more he claims her in raw, possessive nights that leave her trembling, the more his obsession grows… and the closer their enemies come to tearing them apart.

I woke up in a hospital bed with no memory of the last year, a positive pregnancy test in my hand, and the woman I swore I'd never speak to again offering me the only roof for miles. Vivian Bellingham—sharp, untouchable, and the last person I wanted near my baby—says the child is hers. But I can't remember touching her, kissing her, or falling so hard I destroyed us both. Now I'm stuck in her cliffside mansion, belly growing, while every accidental brush of her fingers makes my body remember what my mind won't. How long can I pretend this baby isn't ripping us both apart again?

I thought hiding my pregnancy from Sullivan Kingsley was hard enough—until a corporate scandal locked us in the same secluded mountain mansion for months under house arrest. Now the man who broke my heart (and knocked me up) is sleeping ten feet away, and every fight, every accidental touch, every night I give in is making it impossible to keep our baby a secret. He's starting to suspect. And the closer he gets to the truth, the more I realize I might be falling for him all over again.

I thought burying my father would be the hardest thing I'd do this year. Then Clayton Moriarty walked into the lawyer's office as the surprise co-heir to my family's crumbling shipping empire—the same man who vanished after my father caught us together eight years ago and shattered my heart. Now we're forced to work side by side to save the company from ruthless creditors, but every heated argument and accidental touch reminds me why I never got over him. The secrets he's still hiding could destroy everything... or finally set us both free.