Max (The Casanova Club #12)

These men have to stop surprising me.

It’s the eleventh month of the year. After this I only have to get through one more bachelor; one more test of the strength of my heart and will.

One more goodbye.

But first I have this new bachelor to contend with: Max Fisher.

At first I thought spending November with the CEO of a massive tech company would be an easy one. He’d spend all his time at work and we wouldn’t have time to fall for each other. I never expected him to carve out dedicated time for me and to make it so... romantic.

Max Fisher has more up his sleeve than he lets on.
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And I’m the one who’s going to pay the price for it.

Why can’t love leave me well enough alone? I don’t want it. It’s not why I joined the Casanova Club in the first place. And yet it continues to circle me like vultures intent on picking at my bones as I shrivel up and die a slow death from the guilt of keeping my secret from the men I’ve fallen in love with.

Yes. Men. Plural.

At the end of December I will be a million dollars richer. I will choose the money over love as I promised my parents I would.

And the men who made me into a better woman will hate me for my betrayal.

Max included.