Annabella Hart is on a mission. A mission of self discovery. A mission to be happy.
She's made a few mistakes, but then again, who hasn't?

She has an entire manual on how her new life should go. She had thought about it, thought about every single outcome. Nothing would ruin this for her.

But a chance encounter, spilt milkshake and a few curse words later has a much more stronger effect on her new life than she would have thought. That and the unsettling fact that she couldn't stop imagining what her new boss looked like naked. Shock follows however, when he admits that  he couldn't stop thinking about her either.

An arrangement is made, a no strings attachment. Things should go smoothly. Afterall, it was just sex. Right?


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Wanting Ella

She glanced at the clock again, then at Kaiden who was answering a phone call. He was standing by the window, free hand in his pocket, blazer and tie discarded, his first two buttons undone. 


Whoever he was talking with on the phone seemed friendly, seeing as he was smiling, and laughing a little. She had tried to understand what he was saying the first two minutes of the call, until she realized he wasn’t speaking English. 


She had to admit, she’d never been one to get turned on by guys speaking different languages. Nick could speak French she recalled grimly, and it had never done anything for her whenever he did. 


But all Kaiden had to do was say three syllable word and she’d be ready to bend over and let him have his way with her. Then again, French and Italian were very different languages… right? 


29. Inferno