Im drowning in debt when Manhattans most ruthless billionaire CEO hires me.
Now he wants me to play his adoring fiancée.
Three days into my job, Damian Stone—my terrifying boss who makes executives cry for sport—drops a bombshell. He needs a fake fiancée for some business deal. And hes chosen me.
I should say no. Run fast and far from this man who calls me little one in that voice that rewrites my DNA.
But my bank account is screaming, and the way he looks at me, like Im something precious instead of the disaster who drops files and hides stuffed animals in her...
Im drowning in debt when Manhattans most ruthless billionaire CEO hires me.
Now he wants me to play his adoring fiancée.
Three days into my job, Damian Stone—my terrifying boss who makes executives cry for sport—drops a bombshell. He needs a fake fiancée for some business deal. And hes chosen me.
I should say no. Run fast and far from this man who calls me little one in that voice that rewrites my DNA.
But my bank account is screaming, and the way he looks at me, like Im something precious instead of the disaster who drops files and hides stuffed animals in her purse.
When he discovers my secret—that I still need my childhood bunny to sleep—I wait for the mockery. The termination papers.
Instead, he tucks me in. Calls me his good girl.
This is supposed to be pretend. Just a performance worth a paycheck.
So why does calling him Daddy feel like coming home?
Bossh*le Daddy is a short and steamy instalove story, starring a debt-drowning little and the billionaire boss whos been waiting for her. All characters are consenting adults, and the story has a wonderful Happy Ever After.
