Romancing the Billionaire E BILLIONAIRE’S CLUB) by Marissa Davis EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Marissa Davis
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Shaylee
If I found one more of these damn post-its on my door, I was going to stab
someone with my number two pencil. I had an assistant—message
collector, note taker—for a reason.
She could see it from her desk too. I think she let them do it just to
make me batty. Brat! Snatching the yellow paper free of my name plate, I
unlocked my door.
“Danni, can you grab the Johnston folder from the conference room for
me?” I asked as I pushed open my office door. The coolness rushed out to
meet me.
My best friend sat at the desk just outside of my office, writing in a call
log. Her head was down, but I caught the tip of her lips tugging up. Her
amusement at my aggravation solidified my thoughts. She enjoyed it.
“Sure thing, Lee. I figured you’d be in a full sprint when you got back,
and I know you never think of it yourself, so I’ve ordered lunch; it’ll be
here in twenty.”
“Thank you, baby Jesus. I’m starving. I wasn’t prepared for that
appointment to run so long. I’d hoped to meet with Thomas and his
business manager about the upcoming meeting with Netflix.”
“Yeah, he called to reschedule it since you were running late. He’s a
super cool fella.”
“You’re the best. Even when you’re being a brat.”
“Aw, I love you too. I got you, boo. You can tell me all about the
appointment in a minute.”
Chuckling, I entered my office, dropped my bags in the chair beside the
desk, and hung up my sweater. I moved my bags to the large drawer in the
bottom of my built-in filing cabinets. Out of sight, out of mind. My office
was cluttered enough with a stack of manuscripts on the floor, the side
table, and even a few new ones waiting to be sorted, piled on my desk.
I was playing catch-up after working from home for the last few days.
Which meant I hadn’t gotten too much done. A sick baby had my full
attention most of the time. To be honest, I wasn’t having any luck finding
the right fit for what the publishing house was looking for. Some of these
stories were marvelous, I would find the right place for them, but I still
needed to find the right murder mystery. Where was Angela Lansbury when
you needed a good story?
Shuffling through the messages on my desk, I sighed. I had an
obligation to do whatever it took to make things a fit for all involved.
Maybe my luck would change today. I could knock out a few requests.
After all, making money for these writers was the ultimate goal. Letting
their dreams blossom into reality—well, that was a bonus for me. Knowing
I had something to do, a small part, in their journey, helped me sleep at
night.
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