My Forbidden Romance With My Brother’s Best Friend by Clara Nielsen EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Clara Nielsen
- Language: English
- Genre: Teen & Young Adult Romantic Comedy
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Maya
Nope, lift up your chin, Maya. You’re not searching for scraps or looking
for a handout. You’re a businesswoman here on serious business. Walk
proud. The Clocktower is a high-end residence in the historic business
district in Bridgetown, New York. In an industrial city that narrowly
escaped urban plight, it isn’t too difficult to have the top honors as the most
exclusive residential property. I doubt it could outshine a brownstone on the
West Side of Manhattan but my knees still shake as I approach the double
glass door. Entering the nine-story brick building on Waterway Avenue, my
jaw tightens with apprehension.
The only reason I’m here bright and early is to ask the sexiest man I’ve
ever met for a personal favor. I went to school at NYU and worked a year in
Midtown. I’ve seen a lot of handsome men and dated a few.
“Miss, may I help you?” One of the security guards smiles as I walk
toward a long desk that blocks access to the floors beyond it. No one can
enter The Clocktower without being seen and most people do want to be
spotted at the costly address in town.
I clear my throat but my voice cracks like I don’t know why I’m here.
“I’m here to see Jackson Hudson. Please.”
The guard is a young woman, probably close to my age at twenty-five,
with her light brown hair pulled back into a no-nonsense ponytail. “Your
name, please,” she asks.
“Maya.” I stand up straight as I answer in a firm voice. “Maya Stewart.”
Her gaze passes over my body quickly and then flicks across a
clipboard tucked underneath the counter raised above the desk. She smirks
while picking up the desk phone. Obviously, my name isn’t on the list. I
failed the first hurdle, and wonder if she’s going to make me sit down to
wait in the small seating area. I glance over at the hipster gray couches and
glass coffee tables arranged in an awkward semi-circle as if the guards are
about to throw a party for uninvited guests. But the conversation is brief as
she watches me with a blank expression.
“Okay, Ms. Stewart.” She replaces the receiver. “It’s the private elevator
down at the end of Atrium Four.” She points toward a roped off hallway at
the end of the lobby. Could it be any more pretentious? Who the fuck has a
private elevator in Bridgetown? Jackson Hudson, of course.
“Thank you.” I smile as if it hurts me and glance at her name badge.
“Thank you, Grace.”
“You’re welcome.” Grace gives me a look that is hard to interpret, and
then glances over at the older man behind the desk. The two guards
exchange a knowing look. They need to take those thoughts out of the
sewer. I’m here on business and nothing else.
My heels click across the polished floor as I walk in a straight line
toward the brightly lit hallway. The hem of my short dress rises up above
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