Monday morning smells like ambition and espresso.

Also trouble.

Trouble in an Armani suit, apparently, because the moment I step into the sleek, glass-wrapped building of Hart & Co., I nearly drop my phone from the shock of how annoyingly attractive my new boss is.

Mr. Damon Hart. CEO. Certified tyrant. Office heartthrob. Rumor has it he’s a storm wrapped in silk always scowling, never smiling, and allergic to small talk.

I hadn’t expected him to be… this. Towering, chiseled ...