Last month, I was living out of my car. Now I’m couch-surfing in Brooklyn. All I’ve got are some bad memories, an empty bank account, and a pigeon I named Hendrix.
So when a mysterious, sinfully hot man offers me a deal, I have no choice but to accept. I’ll pretend to be his live-in girlfriend for a month. In exchange, he’ll give me a job at his exclusive club in Hell’s Kitchen.
But I soon learn there’s way more to Asmodeus than meets the eye—he’s a demon. From the underworld. And if I break my deal with him, I’ll lose my soul.
Fortunately, it’s just a month. A month of heated stares and fake kisses that feel all too real. My soul—and my body—can survive this…I hope.