His Obedient Problem

NOAH Armand was the kind of billionaire people whispered about, never loudly. He was too composed, too controlled, too precise. A man carved from ice and ambition.

And he knew it.

He had built his empire with a mind that didn’t bend. Not for markets. Not for governments. Not even for people.

Especially not for women.

He hired secretaries by résumé, not attractiveness. He didn’t date them. He didn’t even look at them twice.

Until her.

Elaine Hart had arrived ...