The Billionaire’s Beauty (Fairy Tale Billionaires Book 2)

They call me The Beast. Some people think I’m a bully. I’m not here to make friends. I ruthlessly clawed my way to the top of the real estate market in NYC. No friends needed. She’s my feisty executive assistant. We have an unspoken arrangement: she pretends I’m smarter than she is while I pretend not to notice how sexy she is. That was before she gave me her notice while wearing that dress.