My first night on the job, I manage to sleep with my boss and get fired all in one go. And just when I think things can't get any worse, it does.

A desperate attempt to pay tuition so I can graduate college is the only reason I took this job, but when I accidentally spill a bottle of expensive tequila on Jovan Aguilar, I have no idea he's the one who owns the elite Miami night club-a fact he doesn't reveal until the morning after I end up in his bed. That is, right before he fires me from the club, telling me I make a shit bottle girl.

He has something else in mind for me to pay off my debt, though. Something far worse than I ever could have imagined.

Because it turns out, Jovian's club is just a front for how he really makes a living: as a Columbian cartel boss. Now working for him as a server for his clandestine meetings, I get a peek behind the curtains at some of the most notorious criminal enterprises in the world.

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and just how ruthless and terrifying the man who's still my boss can be. That's not why I keep landing in his bed, but when two pink little lines stare back at me a few weeks later, I know I'm in a world of trouble.

And the only one I can turn to is also my biggest threat: Jovan himself. .