Room Service, Sir?

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The guest asks for bourbon, clean sheets, and total privacy. The concierge delivers all three — until he starts wanting something the hotel can’t bill to the room.

Elliot Park has rules. Never judge a guest. Never gossip. Never let anyone see you sweat. And never — under any circumstances — develop a thing for the silver-haired CEO hiding in the penthouse while his divorce goes nuclear on every gossip site in Manhattan.

Graham Ashford wants three things: room service at midnight, zero reporters in the lobby, and the concierge who somehow knows when he needs bourbon, silence, or a reason to get out of bed.

He doesn’t want Elliot’s smile. He definitely doesn’t want Elliot’s hands. And he absolutely cannot want to bring Elliot as his date to a family wedding and pretend it’s casual.

But when a paparazzi photo turns one private morning into public property, Graham makes an offer: play the couple for one weekend, protect what they’ve built, and figure out the rest later.

The problem is Elliot already knows Graham’s favorite drink, his worst habit, and exactly how he sounds when he stops pretending he wants to be alone.

You’ll love this book if you enjoy:

✅ Silver-fox CEO × sharp-witted concierge MM romance
✅ Age gap (30/48) with real emotional stakes
✅ Fake dating that’s only fake on the surface
✅ Touch-starved hero who’s forgotten how to ask for things
✅ 🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️ — graphic, explicit, emotionally devastating
✅ A concierge who sees everything and a CEO who learns to be seen
✅ HEA guaranteed