My new billionaire boss has driven three assistants to quit in tears this year alone.

Everyone warns me that Ethan Kingsley is "profoundly complex."

But I see right through him. He's a walking textbook on emotional dysregulation, numbing himself with workouts, alcohol, and sex.

He's destroyed his marriage, alienated his teenage son, and built walls so high that no one can reach him.

Lucky for him, I don't do walls.

I work for Seraph, an elite agency placing accomplished women with men who need "full service" executive assistants and will pay obscene amounts for the privilege.

My job? Manage his stress. His schedule. His... everything.

I can handle the Ice King billionaire with the devastating looks and even more devastating control issues. That's easy.

What I didn't plan for? The man underneath the armour.

Because when he finally lets me in - when I see the terrified little boy still hiding inside the ruthless CEO - everything changes.

He needs to choose between the empire his father built and the son he's losing.

Between the legacy he inherited and the man he could become.

And somehow, I've become the person he trusts to help him figure out which version of himself is worth fighting for.

The problem is, I'm falling for both versions.