His Little Cupcake

His Little Cupcake

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Romance
Hannah Reese has a secret admirer who continues to be anonymous for the past three years she's been receiving his love letters, ever since Freshman year. She's nice, caring and has some mad skills when it comes to cooking. The letters are flattering and yet annoying. Hannah wants to find out who is writing these letters to her as the curiosity becomes overbearing. Trying to find this guy may be difficult considering he's been hiding for all this time. Troubles and little problems come Hannah's way as she tries to find this mystery guy. What will happen if she does finally find him? The guy that continuously calls her his, "Little Cupcake" in each of these little love letters of his... (A/N: This is my first ChickLit! Happy reading!)
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(18+ EXPLICIT CONTENT) "Attract a lot of attention, huh beautiful?" His voice hit me like a wall, absurdly catching me off guard. It was deep, sensual, something any girl (or boy) could melt over. I was sort of speechless, yet trying my best to appear unafflicted. "Only the wrong ones." That was definitely drunken me talking, as I didn't usually have that much confidence. His lips twitched up into a smirk, expressing that he understood my comment. "Does that mean that I'm in that category?" My palms began to grow sweaty and my heart rate picked up, but otherwise my body remained relaxed, appearing completely fine. It similar to when you're on autopilot, completely withdrawn due to intoxication. "I suppose not," I crossed my arms, putting on this seductive persona just for him. This fueled his smirk, about to murmur another comment before I cut him off. "You'll have to show me, though." *** Amelia Hollis was a 23-year-old writer at one of the local publishing companies, assisting a very handsome man and writing articles left and right. Her and her best friend, Aviary, lived together in a cute little apartment off the central part of the city, yearning to create new memories and important moments. Amelia always lived for the moments, taking in every little detail and savoring it like it was her favorite meal. She was an optimist, hoping to change peoples lives with her dreams. James Vallette was a 34-year-old CEO, building his company from dirt with the help of his brother. He was a realist, not really having time to deal with dreams or even love. He knew this the night he laid eyes on Amelia. It was only casual; what harm could a one-night stand do? Oh yeah, he's her dad's boss.

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