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

No words had been exchanged on the ride back home. Kaiden's attention fixed on the road as he maneuvered through the midnight traffic, and in thirty minutes, they were parked in front of the hotel. 


She'd spent the rest of her time after their conversation -if you could call it that- at the bar writing up the words she wanted to say, laying them out in perfect cursive writing on the blank sheet that was her mind. 


But as they both walked up the stairs making their way to the elevators, her eyes fixed on his broad back, she watched those perfect cursive words scramble into a pile of shredded nonsense. 


As they stepped into the elevator, she glanced at the subject of her thoughts briefly, taking in his tired eyes, and sagging shoulders. He looked exhausted, and it wasn't just from the events of the day. 


42. The Right Answer