I am not dating my billionaire boss, no matter what the media says. For the record, I am also not fake dating him.
Despite what the pictures circling online make our relationship look like, he is my big, grumpy, tattooed employer, and I am his perfectly-innocent-of-all-scandal, sunshine housekeeper. I cook.
I clean. I try to set him up on play dates with my friends so that he’ll leave me alone. I shop. That’s it. That’s the plain and simple truth.
And if you don’t believe me, I bet you also think this book is a Valentine story.
Well, here’s some real news for you: appearances aren’t always reliable…and sometimes that means the grumpy boss is sweeter than he seems.
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This is a he falls first, boss/employee, grumpy/sunshine romcom with plenty of sizzle, yet none of the spice.
This is a kisses only, closed-door story, which genuinely has NOTHING to do with Valentine’s Day.
