Hate Notes: A Grumpy Boss Romantic Comedy
By Penelope Bloom
When my cheating ex destroyed my life, I did what any reasonable woman would do—I dove head-first into a petty revenge scheme. After all, I've always been more of a 'go down swinging' kind of girl.
Enter Manhattan's most terrifying CEO, Orion Foster. Even though the local “Hate Notes” delivery company serves the whole city, their messengers spend most mornings at his building. But Orion makes a game of bribing every messenger into silence, and it's a game he always wins.
So far, at least....
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When my cheating ex destroyed my life, I did what any reasonable woman would do—I dove head-first into a petty revenge scheme. After all, I've always been more of a 'go down swinging' kind of girl.
Enter Manhattan's most terrifying CEO, Orion Foster. Even though the local “Hate Notes” delivery company serves the whole city, their messengers spend most mornings at his building. But Orion makes a game of bribing every messenger into silence, and it's a game he always wins.
So far, at least.
My brilliant plan? Be the one messenger he can't silence, force him to give me a real job, and collect two paychecks while my ex thinks I'm his corporate spy.
Too bad nobody warned me that my newest boss would be six-foot-three of grumpy, dimpled perfection—or that beneath his icy exterior beats the heart of a man who sends me scandalously demanding emails by night and gives glimpses of surprising tenderness behind his scorching glares.
Now I'm falling for the man I'm supposed to be sabotaging, stealing kisses between meetings and pretending I don't live for those moments when his perfect control slips. My ancient, possibly immortal cat judges me daily for this mess, but then again, he also judges me for showering.
I never meant to find purpose in this job or trust again after having my heart shattered. But somehow the grumpiest boss in the city has me believing in second chances—even if mine might expire the moment he discovers why I really took a job working under him.
Let’s just hope this doesn’t blow up in my face as badly as the time I tried to potty train my cat.
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