Bad Boss
Stella Rhys
2018 ots. · Irresistible 2. liburua · Tantor Media Inc · Narratzailea: Cassandra Myles eta John Masterson
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He was supposed to be my first and only one-night stand. He was definitely never supposed to become my boss.
I had always been the good girl—the workaholic with every second of her life mapped out to a tee.
Then I got trapped in an elevator with Julian Hoult.
He was . . . irresistible. Sophisticated sex in a crisp white shirt. His voice alone dropped me straight to my knees. What was I supposed to do?
Well . . .
I can tell you what I was definitely not supposed to do.
I was not supposed to run into him ever again. I was not supposed to be desperately unemployed, and I was definitely not supposed to accept his dirty little job offer.
But I couldn't resist.
As CEO of the Hoult Media empire, Julian will stop at nothing to get what he wants. So for his next venture with Manhattan's most lecherous billionaires, he's hired me to play the role of bait. And while my official title is that of Executive Assistant, my actual job requires low tops, tight skirts, and flaunting everything I've got till his clients are easy to bend—till they can barely think for themselves anymore.
It's sleazy and wrong. Against everything I've worked for. But with Julian as my audience, I can’t help but enjoy every second. Thanks to him, I'm embracing the bad, and I swear . . .
I've never in my life felt this damned good.
Contains mature themes.
I had always been the good girl—the workaholic with every second of her life mapped out to a tee.
Then I got trapped in an elevator with Julian Hoult.
He was . . . irresistible. Sophisticated sex in a crisp white shirt. His voice alone dropped me straight to my knees. What was I supposed to do?
Well . . .
I can tell you what I was definitely not supposed to do.
I was not supposed to run into him ever again. I was not supposed to be desperately unemployed, and I was definitely not supposed to accept his dirty little job offer.
But I couldn't resist.
As CEO of the Hoult Media empire, Julian will stop at nothing to get what he wants. So for his next venture with Manhattan's most lecherous billionaires, he's hired me to play the role of bait. And while my official title is that of Executive Assistant, my actual job requires low tops, tight skirts, and flaunting everything I've got till his clients are easy to bend—till they can barely think for themselves anymore.
It's sleazy and wrong. Against everything I've worked for. But with Julian as my audience, I can’t help but enjoy every second. Thanks to him, I'm embracing the bad, and I swear . . .
I've never in my life felt this damned good.
Contains mature themes.
Egileari buruz
Stella Rhys is an author of contemporary romance. Writing aside, she lives for coffee, the Yankees, and cooking recipes way out of her league. She was born and raised in New York and now lives there with her husband and charmingly entitled fur baby.
Growing up in New England, Cassandra Myles began entertaining early on in her childhood, singing and dancing at the local community theaters. From there, she continued to hone her skills in dance, music, and acting by performing in such plays as Fiddler on the Roof, Anything Goes, The Odd Couple, and The Little Mermaid.
John Masterson is a classically trained actor and craftsman. He currently resides in the Pacific Northwest.
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