Hating the Boss - Kristin Granata - Signed Paperback
One night.
That’s all it was supposed to be.
Imagine my surprise when Mr. Sexy in a Suit breezed through the door on the first day of school.
Ladies and gentlemen, meet my new boss.
Not only does he instantly recognize me, but he accuses me of stealing something valuable from him the morning I walk-of-shamed out of his apartment.
When bullying me into a confession doesn’t work, he turns my life into a living nightmare – as if that will coax me into returning what I supposedly stole.
But this is my school, and the only thing I’ll be returning is payback.
Game. On.
There’s only one problem. I wanted him before I hated him, and even now, a part of me still wants him. Somehow, through all of our fighting, through the anger and the pranks, I think I’m falling in love with the enemy.
One night.
That’s all it was supposed to be.
Imagine my surprise when Mr. Sexy in a Suit breezed through the door on the first day of school.
Ladies and gentlemen, meet my new boss.
Not only does he instantly recognize me, but he accuses me of stealing something valuable from him the morning I walk-of-shamed out of his apartment.
When bullying me into a confession doesn’t work, he turns my life into a living nightmare – as if that will coax me into returning what I supposedly stole.
But this is my school, and the only thing I’ll be returning is payback.
Game. On.
There’s only one problem. I wanted him before I hated him, and even now, a part of me still wants him. Somehow, through all of our fighting, through the anger and the pranks, I think I’m falling in love with the enemy.
One night.
That’s all it was supposed to be.
Imagine my surprise when Mr. Sexy in a Suit breezed through the door on the first day of school.
Ladies and gentlemen, meet my new boss.
Not only does he instantly recognize me, but he accuses me of stealing something valuable from him the morning I walk-of-shamed out of his apartment.
When bullying me into a confession doesn’t work, he turns my life into a living nightmare – as if that will coax me into returning what I supposedly stole.
But this is my school, and the only thing I’ll be returning is payback.
Game. On.
There’s only one problem. I wanted him before I hated him, and even now, a part of me still wants him. Somehow, through all of our fighting, through the anger and the pranks, I think I’m falling in love with the enemy.