I hate Ryan Sinclair. Hate. He banged my step-mommy-dearest on her wedding day to my dad. Since that day I've gone from private jets and bottles of Veuve to working for the very jerk Ryan Sinclair that I loath. I'm trying to make sure that he stays sober and doesn't drive over a cliff. And as much as I hate him, I'm starting to care for him too. He's hot and sexy and funny and smart--but Ryan is nothing but bad news--that I can't have.
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This is a fantastic story. Needs a better proof reader but the characters kept me Turing the pages. Congratulations
I really liked the story, but there were so many misspelled words and grammatical mistakes. It’s hard to read when you find mistakes on almost every other page.
Way to many typos. Get a proofreader before you publish a book.