My Succubus Hookup Is My Billionaire Boss

I hide on anonymous apps. Rabbit mask, no real names. My ex said a half-succubus is a black hole. I believed him. Then Fox came along. He didn't flinch at my tail. He'd hold it and ask if it hurt. I told myself: just a hookup. Then my company got acquired. New boss Adrian Vale has Fox's scar. One hotel room in Boston. My secret exposed. He didn't step back—just asked: Does it hurt? Then his phone lit up. AfterDark notification. Fox is the CEO. Mask off. I'm done running.