Boss Daddy’s Girl Read Online Lena Little

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Erotic, Insta-Love Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 35
Estimated words: 31579 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 158(@200wpm)___ 126(@250wpm)___ 105(@300wpm)
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There's no time to waste. If Ellie needs me to prove myself to her, I sure as hell will. And I'll do it in a way that she will never, ever forget.

Ellie is mine. I'm not just going to win her back. I'm going to make it official.

I'm going to make us forever.

It isn't until the next morning, when I'm finally on the ground in Denver, freshly showered and standing in the middle of my apartment, that I realize I don't even know Ellie's address. I'm in love with a woman, and I don't even know where she lives because I haven't paid attention to a single damn important thing since I hired her. She's done all the remembering, and now I've fucked myself.

Oh well. Just another hurdle. Just another mountain to climb. I'll find her one way or another.

No amount of Googling gives me an address, so I find myself in the humiliating position of asking my own secretary at Dragon Ascent, Stacy, for it. After getting over her shock at seeing me back in Denver a day early, Stacy hesitates at my request.

"Legally, I can't give anyone any personal information⁠—"

"This is me asking you," I say through gritted teeth, "as your employer."

Stacy winces. "I understand, but as your employee, I still can't legally disclose any information."

Unbelievable. I've somehow managed to hire the most morally sound secretary on the planet, and it's biting me in the ass. "Stacy, I own the damn company."

"I know, I know, it's just..." She bites at her thumbnail, looking away from me, obviously in distress.

"Stacy." I lower my voice, trying to be soothing, but the edge is still there. "I just need her address."

Stacy lets out a long breath. "It’s against the rules.”

"No one has to know."

She glances up at me, a calculating look on her face. "She's on the company credit card, right? So her address might be on the account statements..."

"Yes," I say, nodding. "If I could just see one of my business statements, and it just so happens to have her address too, well, that's nothing you did wrong."

"Okay, but only if you promise never to tell anyone I helped."

"Promise." I give her a charming grin. "You're the best, Stacy."

"Oh, stop." She blushes and waves a hand at me, but she's already turning to the filing cabinet behind her desk. "I'll go grab the statements."

After looking them over and Googling the address—an apartment building with an open roof garden—I formulate a plan in my mind at lightning speed.

"Perfect. Oh, and Stacy? I'll write you a bonus check right now for $1,000 if you'll do me one more favor. This one is really easy. All I need you to do is send a text."

Stacy Blanchard: Hi Ms. White. Mr. Evans just stopped in and said to meet him on your roof tonight, and he'll give you your bonus check. He also said you two don't have to talk; you can just take the check if you want.

Ellie White: Tell him to go to hell.

Stacy Blanchard: Oh, well, no. I won't do that, considering he's my boss and all. And he's already left, anyway. Have a good night!

After paying a party planner an obscene amount of money to set the scene, I wait for twenty minutes on the candlelit roof for the love of my life to come out. Rose petals are scattered everywhere, and the mood lighting is unmatched. I hope it will be enough to show I’m not just a bonehead climber.

She's taking so long that part of me thinks she isn't going to show. I'm ready to leave when the door to the roof finally opens, and Ellie appears, wearing a thin white summer dress. I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. She's fucking perfect. It takes everything in me not to sweep her up into my arms immediately.

"You really think I'm going to come up here just because you told me to?" she seethes, her annoyance with me so achingly familiar and beloved that it takes my breath away. There's my girl. "I only came because I didn't want you harassing my neighbors if I didn't."

I don't buy it for a second. "And that's why you're wearing that pretty little dress?"

She scoffs, crossing her arms over her chest. "It's not for you."

"Then for who?" I challenge, stalking forward until I'm looming over her. There's a high color on her cheeks, making affection rush through me.

"It's just a dress," she insists, but I know our close proximity is breaking her down. Ellie looks up into my eyes, and then away. "Stacy said you have my bonus."

"I do. But first, I want you to tell me. Why did you leave Salt Lake City without talking to me?"

She huffs, taking a step back and wrapping her arms around herself. "I didn't want to interrupt your date."


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