Something about over-domineering, alpha-hole, and rich rubs people the wrong way.
All good in the neighborhood. I’m not interested in relationships anyway.
But unfortunately, thanks to my success, I need a new secretary.
Or rather, I’m being forced to take on a new admin, and the conditions are clear—I’m not allowed to fire her for a year.
Nothing like having rules sprung on you in your own company.
So I hire a single mom with a pretty smile. Everyone likes her.
Everyone but me. She’s got more fire than I expected.
And no matter how abrasive or aloof I am, she presses harder against me.
I’m falling for her stubborn nature and finding myself wanting to bend my rules of relationships to please her in any way I can.
And then… she leaves. Quits without warning.
Seems she has a secret.
One an orphan like me can’t swallow without choking.
My baby.