I’m thinking it’s finally got to be my turn.
No man. No riches. Nothing but a personality and a smile.
And yet, it seems to be enough this time.
The richest guy in New York is looking for a secretary, and lucky for me, he’s young and as hot as sin to top it off.
Too bad he’s an alpha asshole rich boy who’s stuck on himself. Nothing I do is right.
Throw in a crazy ex-lover and a father that can’t stand anything that breathes in his personal space, and I. Am. Out.
He can find someone else to take notes and get his coffee.
I’m just fine being broke and single. I’m good at it.
Besides, I’m not interested in a billionaire affair.
Or am I already in too deep to leave?
Sure as hell feels that way.
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