The Billionaire's Touch Is My Antidote

I worked myself to the bone to fund my boyfriend's startup and take care of my severely ill sister.

But when I went to a club to find him, I caught him making out with my best friend.

"Once I gift-wrap Gwen for that big shot at Crawford's firm, my seed funding is a done deal."

He even mocked my crippling haphephobia, laughing to my best friend about how I was an ice queen who couldn't stand being touched.

That same night, my world truly collapsed when my sister's heart failed.

The only surgeon who could save her was booked for years, and the medical bills were an astronomical joke.