Nessa Harding destroyed her father's pharmaceutical empire at 11:47 PM on a Tuesday.
By midnight, she'd sent the evidence to the FBI—proof they'd been selling a cancer drug they knew didn't work. By 12:15, someone was breaking into her apartment with a gun.
Now she's got three months until the trial, a target on her back, and a court-ordered bodyguard who looks at her like she's his least favorite problem.
Kade Sutherland is six-foot-three of bad attitude and zero sympathy. Ex-military. Current pain in her ass. He's being paid to keep her alive, not to like her—and he's made that crystal clear. She's everything he resents: rich, reckless, the kind of person who only grows a conscience when it's convenient.
Except Nessa's not what he expected.
She's sharp-tongued and sleepless, running on coffee and spite, picking at her cuticles while quoting random biochemistry facts under stress. She did the right thing and lost everything—her family, her career, her safety. And she'd do it again.
Three months in a safe house.
Three months of him hating that he's starting to care.
Three months of her hating that she's starting to trust him.
Someone sold her location. The attacks are getting closer. And somewhere between the gunfire and the forced proximity, between sleeping in shifts and learning each other's scars, hate is turning into something far more dangerous.
The trial's in ninety days.
She just has to stay alive that long.
He just has to keep his distance.
One of those things is about to become impossible.
THREE MONTHS TO RUIN YOU
A bodyguard romance where survival is the job, but falling is the real danger
