A steamy, office-romance novella from New York Times bestselling author, Whitney G…
He definitely wasn’t supposed to get that email…
Subject: My Boss.
Have I already told you that I hate my boss today?
Sexy as hell or not, this pompous, arrogant, ASSHOLE asked me to pick up his dry cleaning the second I walked through the door. Then he told me that I needed to take his Jaguar to a car wash that was ten miles outside of the city, but only after I needed to stand in a never-ending line to buy some type of limited, hundred-dollar watch.
I honestly can’t wait to see the look on his face two months from now when I tell him that I’m quitting his company and that he can kiss my ass. KISS. MY. ASS.
All those former fantasies about him kissing me with his “mouth of perfection” or bending me over my desk and filling me with his cock are long over. OVER.
PS–Please tell me your day is going better than mine…
Subject: Re: My Boss.
No, you haven’t already told me that you hate your “boss” today, but seeing as though you’ve sent me this email directly, I know now…
Yes, I did ask you to pick up my dry cleaning the second you arrived to work to day. (Where is it?) And I did tell you to take my Jaguar to the car wash and pick up my thousand-dollar watch. (Thank you for taking five hours to do something that could be accomplished in two.)
You don’t have to wait two months from now to see the look on my face when you tell me you’re quitting. I’m standing outside your office at this very moment. ( Open the door. )
No comment on your “fantasies,” although I highly doubt they’re “long over.”
PS—Yes. My day is definitely going far better than yours…
Roxie and Jen’s Review
Whenever you pick up a Whitney G. book you’re sure to find a HOT alpha a$$hole who will melt your panties right off your body. Naughty Boss was no different.
We knew from the synopsis that Michael was gonna be the one who melted us into a puddle of goo.
He is demanding—knows what he wants and doesn’t wanna wait for it. He says jump, you say how high. He is the boss from hell, yet with his looks, you can’t possibly say no.
Mya comes to work as Michael’s executive assistant after the last 50 billion have not lived up to his expectations. She tolerates his bullshit and refuses to throw in the towel and quit although she rants daily to her BFF via email about how much of a dick he really is. She’s just waiting to get some experience below her belt before moving on.
“No matter how bit of a jerk he is to me, I’ll remain professional and never let him see me crack until I can yell at him when I do finally leave.”
We all know what happens next—the synopsis makes you aware that an email intended for her bestie winds up going to him instead. Can you say MORTIFIED?!!
So what do we get? A hot novella with lots of sexy times and a freakin hot as hell male that you’re sure to fall for.
“For the record, per your email with the subject heading, ‘I wonder if He Eats Pussy’…” He looked me up and down. “I do eat pussy, and if I ever was going to eat your pussy…If that thought had ever been filthy enough to cross my mind and certain circumstances between us were different, you wouldn’t be able to walk for days after I was done with you…”
Whitney did not let us down with this novella and we can’t wait to see who she brings us next!!!!
About Whitney G.
A self diagnosed candy addict, travel junkie, and hypochondriac, Whitney G. LOVES to write about characters that make you laugh, cry, and want to (in the case of Selena Ross) reach through your Kindle and slap them. She is the “imaginary bestselling” author of the Jilted Bride Series, Mid Life Love, Wasted Love, and Captain of My Soul. When she’s not locked inside her room, feverishly typing away on her laptop, she can be found here: http://www.whitneygracia.com She also loves getting emails from her readers, so if you want to tell her how much you loved (or hated) her stories, email her at email@example.com