Elena Vance doesn't do reckless. She's the Senior Director of Operations at Sterling Global—the woman who held the department together through a brutal acquisition, absorbed eighteen months of board pressure without flinching, and still shows up in a power suit with a laminated itinerary. She doesn't have time for reckless. She barely has time for lunch. What she definitely doesn't have time for is Mike. The new junior analyst arrived forty-eight hours ago with expensive gear, no employment history, and an infuriating habit of being right. He questions her systems, ignores her hierarchy, and looks at her like he already knows exactly what she's thinking. Elena has a word for men like that. Nepotism hire. When the company retreat turns into a survival situation—a Blue Ridge Mountain storm, a separated group, and one remote cabin with one fireplace—Elena and Mike have nowhere left to hide. Not from the weather. Not from the tension that's been building since the moment he showed up. And not from the truth. The wet clothes have to come off. The professional armour has to come down. And somewhere between the cold and the firelight and the conversation that goes places she didn't plan, Elena makes the first reckless decision of her career. She's going to regret it in the morning. Except morning brings a helicopter, a satellite phone, and the rescuer who calls Mike—the junior analyst, the nobody, the man she just—"Sir." The man she trusted in the dark owns everything in the light. Cold Rain, High Tension is a fast-paced, steamy enemies-to-lovers novella featuring a secret billionaire CEO, forced proximity, and a sharp-tongued heroine who refuses to be anyone's collateral. Fans of Lauren Asher, Helena Hunting, and Elsie Silver will feel right at home. Content note: Explicit sexual content. Adult readers only.