Ceandra_Jackson

Have you ever been involved with your boss? 
Are you clumsy?
Have you ever poured Hot Coffee in you're boss?
If you answered "Yes" to atleast (2) two of these questions then you might be able to relate to our Female Lead, Marianna Catalina Rodriguez.
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Marianna had embarked on a new journey in life working for the young Mr. Martinez who is notoriously known for his hot temper. Although Mr. Martinez's temper is hot do you know what is more hot? 
Thats right the hot coffee spilled all over him on the first day on Ms. Rodriguez's employment.
But what is this? She isn't fired but promoted?
What could possibly be the reason? 
 A change of heart or just the main motive of getting in her pants?
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There is only one way to find out and its by following along with the story of Marianna and Mr. Martinez.

All work of fiction. Any real life events and people resemblance are all of pure coincidence. 
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•||☆2nd book of this series☆||•

Hot Coffee

"Mmm." I groaned as I rolled over in bed, my head pounding, and my throat dry.


"Good morning beautiful." I heard Emilio say, and I looked up to see him staring down at me with a huge grin, and I grimaced as he brushed my hair from my face.


"Beautiful my ass." I snorted as I sat up in bed no doubt looking wild as if I was a cave woman.


"Oh, Emilio. You always know just what to say." I said rolling my eyes as I got from beneath the covers, and I went to take a much needed shower, only to return to the bedroom to find Emilio, not where I left him.


The beds were now made, and our clothes picked up, and placed in the laundry basket, and then I suddenly began to smell eggs, and I smiled as my tummy grumbled.


"So he's good in bed, and he can cook. Your wife must love you." I joked as I sat around the island on a stool, and he smirked as he scrambled the eggs, and I chuckled.


Fertilized egg