My Jerk Boss

My Jerk Boss

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Noah Russo, is one of the most respected architects in the industry-brilliant, wealthy, and impossibly cold. His buildings win awards, but his reputation for being ruthless and emotionally detached is beginning to cost him powerful investors. Belle Beckett, has spent years cleaning homes that are not her own, keeping her head down and her dreams quiet. Working as a maid in Noah's Mansionis just another job-until he makes her an offer that changes her life. A contract marriage. No love, no expectations, and enough money to secure her future. Belle, sees the man behind the arrogance, and Noah, realizes the woman he once overlooked is the only one who truly understands him. When the line between pretense and reality blurs, desire and vulnerability threaten to break every rule they agreed upon.
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Valeria didn't rush. She never did. Inez was pinned beneath her, wrist locked overhead, the hold precise and impersonal. Not pain. Control. Inez scoffed anyway. "That's it?" she sneered. "I've had tutors scarier than you." Valeria said nothing. The silence pressed in. "You don't scare me," Inez added, louder. Brattier. "You just-" "Enough." One word. Flat. Final. Valeria lifted Inez's chin with two fingers, detached as a correction. "Look at me," she said coolly. "If you're going to embarrass yourself, do it properly." Inez laughed, brittle. "You think this makes you powerful?" "I don't think," Valeria replied. "I decide." Her gaze never wavered. "You provoke because it's the last control you have." "I don't belong to you," Inez snapped. Valeria leaned in, voice razor-thin. "You are my wife. You belong to consequences." She released her grip. "Say it." "No." Valeria waited. The quiet broke Inez, she hated being ignored. "...I'll behave, I'll be a good girl" Inez muttered. "Specify." Inez swallowed hard. "...I'll be your good girl" Valeria stepped back, already distant. "Good," she said. "Remember why." #1 older women-13th February (FAST PACE BOOK)

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