Total pages in book: 34
Estimated words: 31741 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 159(@200wpm)___ 127(@250wpm)___ 106(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 31741 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 159(@200wpm)___ 127(@250wpm)___ 106(@300wpm)
I hate my f*cking ex-wife. Joelle’s a piece of work, who flaunts her new boyfriend right in front of my face while demanding that our pre-nup be invalidated. But then revenge dances into view …
… in the form of a beautiful blonde co-ed with a winsome smile and curves that go on for days …
… and best of all, she’s Joelle’s daughter!
Minnie may be young, but she’s old enough for what I have planned because the young girl is fertile, sweet, and heartbreakingly innocent.
Yes, revenge will be mine …
… because in the end, the alpha male always WINS.
Minnie:
I landed a valuable internship at my ex-stepfather’s company. I figure Brad won’t even notice me because he’s the CEO, while I’m just a lowly temp. I’ll hide in the corner like a shadowy mouse.
But one day, Mr. Landry strides into the conference room, and those laser blue eyes find mine. He’s tall and powerful, with broad shoulders highlighted by a perfectly cut suit, and a wide chest that makes my knees go weak. Even crazier, the CEO says he has a special project for me …
… that’s just going to be me and him.
He shows me the tool he’s going to use, and it’s big, long, and mouthwateringly THICK …
… making my knees go weak with need!
Plus, this particular project is going to last nine months …
… and I’ll emerge with my belly round and swollen as I give Brad the baby he desires!
The stork is coming because what the CEO wants is what he gets, and there are no two ways about it. But Brad Landry isn’t going to stand by and go about things the normal way. No, he’s dead-set on the filthiest, dirtiest revenge on his ex-wife you can imagine … which involves some clever scheming, sexy office hijinks, and of course, a deliberate pregnancy at the end! Get ready for a rip-roaring ride that will leave your hair scorched, so be sure to bring an ice cold drink! This book is a follow-up to Daddy’s Bad Girl, but all of my stories are standalones and can be read in any order. HEA guaranteed
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1
Minnie
“I’m super-confused,” Lila says in a slow voice. “So you’re working at your stepdad’s office for the summer, except he’s not your stepdad anymore because he and your mom are divorced.”
“Right,” I nod while throwing some toiletries into a suitcase. “I think the divorce is done, except for the property division. So Joelle and Brad are legally single now, except they still have to figure out what my mom gets money-wise from the marriage.”
Lila purses her lips, her blue eyes still confused.
“Okay, so they’re divorced. But why are you working for him this summer then? Especially since the split was contentious?”
I throw my friend a wry smile.
“Girlfriend, the word “contentious” would be a euphemism. I think the words “dumpster fire” and “clusterfuck” would be more accurate to describe the current situation. But the long and the short of it is that Brad hooked me up with this summer job before things really hit the skids between him and my mom, and I think he’s forgotten about the job offer, to be honest.”
Lila shakes her head, her long blonde hair moving about her shoulders.
“Still, this sounds like it could go south. Even if he has forgotten, can’t you just find another job? Like volunteer at the library, or scoop ice cream at Free-Z Taste? Their lines are out the door during the summer, and I know you could get a position there.”
I put my hands on my hips and stare at my buddy.
“Lils, do I look like the kind of woman who’d put on a pink striped uniform and big, mushroom shaped hat while scooping ice cream for kids? Hell no! I’m going to work in an office with air conditioning, ergonomic desk chairs, and Solitaire. Solitaire is how I’m going to get through the summer. That, and Candy Crush. Besides, Excel Properties is paying me. It’s not that much per hour, but it’s better than Free-Z Taste, for sure.”
Lila just bites her lip and shakes her head again.
“Wow. You are bold, girlfriend. But eight hours of Candy Crush? That sounds crazy. Will you be doing any work for them at all?”
I put down a folded sweater with an exasperated look at my friend.
“Of course I’m going to do some work. I mean, even I can’t play Candy Crush for eight hours a day. Or maybe I can,” I add with a cheeky grin. “But basically, this is my plan: I’m going to stroll in at 10 a.m. wearing cute office clothes, check my work email, answer said emails, and then go out for lunch. During lunch break, I’ll get my nails done which means I’ll be back in the office by 2 p.m. or so. Then, I’ll do some actual work, whatever it is, and before you know it, it’ll be 5 p.m. Easy-peasy. No big deal.”