Bonnie Ferris has always been a daddy's girl. In her father's eyes, no man has ever been or will ever be good enough for her. He made an exception when she got engaged to a high profile attorney. But when Bonnie comes home from work early and finds her fiancee in bed with one of his personal training clients, she runs back home. Even broken-hearted she doesn't let that damper her high-spirited personality, but she doesn't tell her father right away when she goes back home, keeping her broken heart a secret.
Her dad tells everyone she's engaged, and makes it clear that even if she wasn't, she'd be off limits.
But that doesn't stop Bonnie from finding one of her dad's employees interesting.
Alejandro Castela is a first generation American, born to Cuban immigrants. He's grumpy, stoic, and laconic. When he does speak, he's as grouchy as they come. He's a brilliant mechanic and like no man Bonnie has ever met before.
She just can't figure him out. He's not like the other guys that work for her dad. He doesn't check her out, flirt with her or hit on her, and he's the only one she wants the attention from. Eventually, she finds out he's got his own reasons to be cautious in love.
With the odds stacked against them, a disapproving father, an ex-fiancee that won't stay away, and colliding personalities, will sparks fly? Even if they take a little time to ignite, or will they burn out too quick to even start?
Elena's life had been peaceful, until the day she was forced to join the Godson family to pay off a debt that had been owed for generations before hers. To complicate things, Elena had captured the unwanted attention of the youngest son of the Godson family, Griffin Godson.
Elena is determined to erase this debt once and for all while staying out of Griffin's way. What she didn't count on was Griffin's determination to be in her way.
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So much for a little rest, one hour had already passed. I stretch my arms over my head to hopefully gets better blood flow
" Sleeping on the job?" Came a low husky voice
My body went rigid. My eyes instantly snapped toward the source.
On my bed, in gray sweatpants, a fitted white t-shirt stretches over his big body with one knee slightly bend as he sits comfortably with his back against the bedpost, flipping through my book.
Griffin.
My body remains rooted on the spot, my eyes peek at the door. I locked it, right?
Griffin leisurely places the book back on the bedside table before turning his full attention toward me.
Should I make a run for it?
" Don't even think about it, Elena. If I have to catch you, I will throw you on this bed." His eyes steadfastly fixed on me
I swallowed
" What do you want?" I ask instead