Last month, I was living out of my car.
Now, I'm couch-surfing in Brooklyn.
It's about as glamorous as it sounds.
All I've got are some bad memories, an empty bank account, and a pigeon I named Hendrix.
So, when a mysterious, sinfully hot man offers me a deal, I have no choice but to accept.
I'll pretend to be his live-in girlfriend for a month.
In exchange, he'll give me a job at his exclusive club in Hell's Kitchen.
Only problem is, there's way more to Asmodeus than meets the eye.
He's a literal demon.
Like, from the underworld.
He's rude, dangerous, and probably a killer.
But if I break my deal with him, I'll lose my soul.
Fortunately, it's just a month.
A month of heated stares and fake kisses that feel all too real.
My soul-and my body-can totally survive this.
right?.