When my three best friends and I decide to write out letters to our secret crushes, we are honest about everything. We hope that by getting everything off our chests we can move on with our lives. But there’s one little hiccup in our plan—the letters should never have been sent out.
MAREN: My boss is a real piece of work. But I guess that’s expected in a guy that’s a self-made billionaire before thirty and looks like he’s just stepped off the runway. If I didn’t need this job, I’d tell him what I really think of him—but I might...
When my three best friends and I decide to write out letters to our secret crushes, we are honest about everything. We hope that by getting everything off our chests we can move on with our lives. But there’s one little hiccup in our plan—the letters should never have been sent out.
MAREN: My boss is a real piece of work. But I guess that’s expected in a guy that’s a self-made billionaire before thirty and looks like he’s just stepped off the runway. If I didn’t need this job, I’d tell him what I really think of him—but I might leave out the part about the dirty dreams he’s been starring in lately.
GRAYSON: A good assistant is a dime a dozen, but this new one is different. And it isn’t until I get a letter from her that I realize just what it is—she’s not afraid of me. She’s able to see past the designer suits and flashy cars to see the real me. Too bad she only knows the ruthless CEO I’ve become. Can I show her the real me before it’s too late?
