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This is NOT a Cinderella Story.
Even if it contains a shoe that fell off while running down some fancy marble staircase.
Jhene Emerson was more than cooked when she saw the blood dripping down THE Castro De La Croix's forehead. A low-life nobody like her-working double shifts at a café just to survive-was definitely about to get charged for assault. He would suck out every cent she'd saved to pay off her student debt.
But Castro doesn't call the cops.
He calls in a debt. $8,000. Or 160 hours of her life.
Suddenly, Jhene's spending her nights in designer dresses she can't afford, attending events in a world where she'll never belong, observing the rich and powerful for a man who sees people as chess pieces. It's supposed to be simple: show up, take notes, collect her paycheck, and get out.
Jhene is starting to forget this was supposed to be temporary.
But fairy tales don't exist for girls like her-and Castro's world is full of people to remind her exactly where she belongs.
Dual POV!!