Mid-Thirties Slightly Hot Mess Female Seeking Billionaire by J. S. Cooper EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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Sarah
Dear Diary,
Ethan Rosser of Rosser International is a jerk. Yes, he is my boss
and signs my paycheck, but he sucks. And yes, I would say that to his face.
Maybe.
Okay, not really.
Unless I won the lottery and a good couple of million.
Which is unlikely to happen anytime soon because I don’t play the
lottery.
Anyway, that’s not important.
Today, I had the opportunity to go on an all-expenses paid trip to the
Bahamas with fifty other members of the company staff for some new
recruitment videos and brochures. HR came into our part of the building
with the Kingpin himself. He looked around briefly and said, “Nope, no one
from copywriting.”
I was standing right at the front. And sure, I didn’t look like a million
dollars. But he could have at least made eye contact. But he didn’t even
notice me. It was like I was a piece of wallpaper on the wall. Invisible.
I can’t stand that man.
That is all for now.
Plain Jane aka Sarah
Ethan Rosser is the sort of six-foot-two man with dark golden-blond
hair and dazzling blue eyes that I love to hate. Add on the millions, if not
billions, of dollars in his bank account and that know-it-all smirk, and you,
too, will not be able to stand him. I’m willing to bet money on it. Unless, of
course, handsome, sexy men with oodles of money turn you on.
Don’t feel bad if they do. If he wasn’t my arrogant boss, I may be a tiny
bit interested myself.
“Look at you, feeling all handsome and proud of yourself.” I stick my
tongue out at the black-and-white image down below. An image I’m sure
many other women are staring at in that moment, as well.
My fingers feel heavy as I hold the morning newspaper in my hands and
continue to stare at his photo, gazing up at me. It’s the only time the man
has made eye contact with me. And it’s not even real eye contact.
I shouldn’t care.
I don’t care.
Yes, he’s my boss.
Technically.
I don’t actually work directly under him, as he owns the entire company.
Nepo baby.
I try not to feel guilty about my diss as my eyes peruse the article.
While it is true that Rosser International is a family company started by
Ethan’s grandfather, Frederick Rosser, it was somewhat run into the ground
by Frederick’s son—Ethan’s dad—Richard. It wasn’t until golden boy
Ethan took over that it soared to new heights. So, maybe, technically, he’s
not a nepo baby, but I don’t care. It’s still family money.
That I don’t have. And likely never will.
Dad would laugh if I asked him to front me some of my inheritance
money to take a sabbatical from work and spend time dedicated to my
songwriting. Maybe I’d even summon up enough courage to play some gigs
at local bars. There’s a chance I could be discovered and signed to a label,
or at the very least, hired for my songwriting skills.
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