Dirty Boss

London's square mile is witness to a revolution, a new breed of business woman.  We out-earn, out-work and out-play our male counterparts. We work the system, play the game, and most importantly, win. In a city full of sharks only the most ruthless make it to the top of the pool. The number one rule: never sleep with the boss. Ever. I had no intention of breaking it until I met my new boss. No matter how strong my resolve, Landon Banks can smell weakness like a shark smells blood in the water, and I'm bleeding.
The hunter becomes the hunted, lines start to blur, and I have a choice to make. Screw or be screwed. Landon Banks will be learning to grab his ankles if I have anything to do with it. Things are about to get interesting in the game of predator versus predator. Who will come out on top?