Blue Falcon by Giulia Lagomarsino

They bet me she would turn my world upside down.

I took that bet.
There’s no way I’ll fall for the heiress who is more obsessed with her hair than her safety.
Yes, that’s the pot calling the kettle black.
I carry a comb on me at all times, and the guys love to razz me for it.
But looking good isn’t a crime.
So I’m a little obsessed with my hair.
Yes, I like good facial creams and moisturizers.
But no one ever got shot for holding a comb.
However, this woman could very well be the death of me.
Long legs, killer body, and the chemistry between us…
I can’t keep my hands off.
I’m bound to get fired.
And if it weren’t for this damn stalker sending her creepy letters, I might throw up my hands and walk away just to save my sanity.
But I have to be here.
And the longer I’m here, the more I’ve come to realize that there is no walking away.
I’m gonna lose that damn bet.