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Love to Hate You

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Time 2h 40m

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Cole

Arrogant. Cocky. Womanizer.
I was all of that and more, which is why she wanted to forget me.
We'd shared an unforgettably hot night at the Ritz, while the kings and queens of Manhattan's marketing industry partied a few floors down.
She thought she'd gotten rid of me and moved on.
We worked for rival marketing firms, but little did she know that fate would throw a wrench in her life when a major client decided to make us work together on a blockbuster project. 
My job was to eliminate her: get her fired, or be fired myself.
Unfortunately, I'd forgotten how tempting those curves and that spitfire attitude could be.
Now, I have to decide: a surefire path to a killer career, and the entire industry at my feet, or winning her.

Lucy

Those sexy eyes, washboard abs, and that devilish smile fooled me once.
This time, I'm immune to his charms, to his touch, and to his velvety voice as he whispers sweet nothings in my ear.
My job is to ensure the client is happy with our campaign.
If I succeed, I'll finally get that sweet promotion I've been dying for.
Otherwise, I'm ruined.
I can't let him distract me.
He broke my heart once.
This time, the tables are turned.All Rights Reserved

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