To Steal a Darling
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Last published Wed, Dec 6, 2023
Kennedy
After emptying an entire bottle of vodka on her ex-boyfriend at work, Kennedy has to find another job. Fast. Luckily, an art gallery gave her a chance after applying to every job within a thirty-minute commute from her apartment.
This would be a fresh start. One without a psycho ex who got under her skin every time he decided to spend happy hour at her bar. No, this would be a cushy corporate job as an executive assistant.
That is until she walked in to find out that her new boss was the guy she had hooked up with twice-or was it three times? It was all blurring together.
Yeah, this would be easy...once she figured out how to focus when he gave her the time of day.
Alexander
The De Rosa Empire was crumbling. With Alexander's dad dead, he was faced with an invasive investigation into his murder, a company that had more places to hide money than art, and a rival family waiting for his downfall.
If that wasn't enough, his new assistant was a dangerous distraction.
There were three things the De Rosa family lived by:
Discretion. Loyalty. Order.
Focus on these things, and the life they'd created would thrive. Kennedy threatened each and every one of these virtues-but was it wrong that he just didn't care?
Alexander was the oil to Kennedy's flame, and he was ready to let it burn.
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