Head over Stilettos for my boss...

Head over Stilettos for my boss...

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Maxine Rivers has a rule: 'Never mix business with pleasure'. It's a rule that she's followed her entire life, and it helps that her dad fully supports her when it comes to this rule. Enter Jonathan Grays. This man here is the perfect guy; and exactly the kind of guy Maxine goes for. There's a slight hitch though. He's her boss.
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Blayke Barclay thought she had her future figured out. She's been with Micah Knowles since she was sixteen, first love, first kiss, first everything. Five years later, they share a small apartment near Northshore University, a familiar routine, and a quiet certainty that forever is already theirs. Micah is safe, and predictable. The kind of love you build a life around. Until he betrays her. In one devastating moment, Blayke's entire world fractures, her relationship, her sense of trust, and the future she thought was unshakable. Forced to confront the truth about the man she loved and the girl who smiled like a friend while stealing everything, Blayke is left wondering how something that felt so secure could collapse so completely. The only constant in the fallout is Asher Holden. Asher has always been there, he's her best friend, her late night coffee runs, her steady presence when life feels too heavy. He never crossed a line. Never asked for more. He just stayed, but as Blayke begins to pick up the pieces of her broken heart and chase a long buried dream that may take her all the way to Paris, the line between friendship and something deeper starts to blur. Because loving Asher feels nothing like loving Micah ever did. It's messier, braver, and scarier because it's real. And now Blayke must decide what kind of love she truly wants, one that feels safe, or one that feels true. Roses are red, but Violets Aren't Blue.

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