Sorry I missed your call, I was too busy nailing my billionaire boss.
Patrick bad boy Boseman is the corporate bosshole I love to hate.
As head of marketing, I’m offered the career opportunity of a lifetime.
All I have to do is move to New York and work with the devil himself.
It shouldn't be too hard given that his body was sculpted by God himself.
Until one little slip in the elevator and now the world thinks I’m sleeping my way to the top.
The solution is simple.
Pretend we’re engaged.
One pretty dress and fancy dinner later and we’re sharing a nightcap in his penthouse.
And one look from those intense blue eyes and I tripped and fell into his bed.
My reputation is being dragged through the mud.
And I’m playing a dangerous game with my heart.
With my time in New York coming to an end, how do I leave with the two pink lines in my hand?
Genre: Literary Fiction
Patrick bad boy Boseman is the corporate bosshole I love to hate.
As head of marketing, I’m offered the career opportunity of a lifetime.
All I have to do is move to New York and work with the devil himself.
It shouldn't be too hard given that his body was sculpted by God himself.
Until one little slip in the elevator and now the world thinks I’m sleeping my way to the top.
The solution is simple.
Pretend we’re engaged.
One pretty dress and fancy dinner later and we’re sharing a nightcap in his penthouse.
And one look from those intense blue eyes and I tripped and fell into his bed.
My reputation is being dragged through the mud.
And I’m playing a dangerous game with my heart.
With my time in New York coming to an end, how do I leave with the two pink lines in my hand?
Genre: Literary Fiction
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