She doesn’t have much, but she has his attention. Whether she wants it or not.
Her eyes locked with his for a brief moment when he saved her life from a mugger.
When Violet meets the same gaze again, she almost doesn’t recognize him.
The gorgeous billionaire hacker hogs a table at her best friend’s café.
Only ever ordering a single espresso while working on his laptop for hours.
Talk about nerdy and arrogant. And devastatingly hot.
When she calls him on it—by nuking his muffin—his focus shifts from the screen to her.
She tries to resist, but Art is persistent.
Obsessed.
Determined.
He might be a man of few words, but those words melt her core, robbing her of rational thinking.
Is their attraction fleeting or lasting?