She wanted a cozy cabin. She got a luxury ski lodge—and the billionaire who owns it.

Ivy Fisher swapped her NYC studio for what she thought was a rustic Montana cabin. One wrong digit in the address later, she’s letting herself into a massive private lodge, complete with hot tub, wine cellar, and panoramic mountain views. Assuming it’s an upgrade, she helps herself to the amenities.

Then the owner comes home early.

Axel Walton is a self-made billionaire who owns Pine Creek Lodge and properties around the world. But his private mountain home is where he escapes the corporate world. The last thing he expected? Finding a gorgeous food blogger naked in his hot tub, drinking his best Italian wine.

He should ask her to leave. Instead, he invites her to stay.

Five days snowed in. Cooking lessons that turn heated. And the realization that sometimes the wrong address leads you exactly where you need to be. But when reality crashes back in, can a Brooklyn food blogger really fit into his world?

Or will he prove that home isn’t about money or places—it’s about the person who makes everywhere feel right?

A steamy short story holiday romance with a billionaire who’s more than his bank account, a heroine building her own empire, and a guaranteed HEA. Perfect for readers who love class-difference romances, partnerships built on trust, and serious heat!