<p>Writing about Royals may seem like the dream job but let me tell you —it’s not. Always looking for a way to crush the happily-ever-after no thank you I’m through.</p><p>That’s why when my boss demands an exposé on the most notorious prince around I decide to march right up to her office to tell her I quit. Except...I get stuck in the elevator along the way. And I’m not alone. I’m with him. The guy I’m supposed to expose. The reason I’m quitting.</p><p>Meet Bachelor Royalty Extraordinaire whose romantic prowess is legendary. With his sultry bedroom eyes and lean muscles he’s the hottest prince around. And he’s staring at me with that Romeo-I-must-have-you look about him which makes my knees go weak.</p><p>Three hours in a small confined space is a long time. After I spill my guts and tell him everything we do a lot more than talk. By the time I leave he’s turned me around. And there’s no way I’m quitting. Not until I help him prove he’s not the womanizing bad boy my boss thinks he is anyway.</p><p>He says it will be fun and I agree. But when the lines of our plan begin to blur and it’s hard to tell what’s real from what isn’t I realize too late what’s fun to him might cost me my heart.</p><p>My exposé has a name: it’s Prince Julius Monaco. This is our story.</p>
