His Under Contract Holly
As a kid with a Marine for a father, and a doormat stay-at-home mother, I didn't have huge aspirations for my future. Maybe a teacher—working with kids, and then enjoying a summer break. However, I didn't think I would end up a housekeeper scrubbing floors. It doesn't matter if the floors are in a million-plus dollar condo, in one of Chicago's most exclusive addresses. I'm still on my hands and knees for one of the most obnoxious a$$holes I've ever met. While even his sister thinks he's best taken in small doses, she offers me a job I can't refuse. I need this job, and it's not like it's forever, just until I'm not on the edge of poverty. Let him be the unrepentant manwhore who didn't do repeats. It's better for him not to be at home, so close that my stupid body goes nuts when I even think of him. It's better this way, because he could never want me. I'm a plus size not a size two model he's used to having. I'm safe, it doesn't matter how badly I want him, he doesn't want me. Does he?
In my world, the stakes are high, million dollar high, so no, I'm not nice. I don't say please or thank you and I never apologize. If you have a problem with that, it's your problem not mine. I didn't make partner at one of the biggest law firms in Chicago at only thirty-two with my winning personality. I'm on top because I make money for my clients, whether it's a high stakes takeover, or a player getting paid every dime he's worth. My clients come out on top. I have worked hard for the life I have, the million-dollar condo, the Ferrari in the garage, and the hottest woman on my arm and in my bed. So, if my b!tch of a new housekeeper wants to look down on me, like I give a fu*k. My one weakness, my little sister parked me with a housekeeper who is far from perfect. Okay, she has the cooking and the cleaning down. But damn, does she have an attitude and a mouth on her that smiles even when she's insulting me. It's a good thing she isn't my type, or I would make her pay the best way possible. At least, I'm trying to tell my [email protected] she's not my type, only the a$$ole has had his own idea since he saw her. It won't last long though, it never wants any woman for long. When she offers herself to me, it's with a contract where I hold all the control, all I have to do is sign.