The Fine Print (Dreamland Billionaires, #1)

by Lauren Asher

What’s the story with the pins, and why does she carry them with her wherever she goes?

maybe she just likes pins

Declan’s assistant is pretty in an understated kind of way.

YOU ARE THE FUCKINF WORST

The media alone could pay for her to retire at her whopping age of twenty-three.

no one cares about you this much

Of course not. But how can we appreciate the sun every morning if we don’t live through the dark?

SHES SO CORNYYYYYY

Weak? I let thousands of useless employees go to improve our bottom line. Pathetic? I built my own reputation in the corporate world that has nothing to do with my last name. It might not be a pretty one but it’s exclusively mine, and nothing my father says or does can take that away from me. I’m not a disappointment anymore. Not today and certainly not ever again. There’s only one loose end getting in my way of ensuring my time at Dreamland

loser

I groan as I read the text a second time. I’m making my alter ego into a complete loser, much like my normal self.

SELF AWARE KING

“Until further notice, employees will be expected to work twelve-hour days to increase productivity and creativity.” “Will we receive a pay raise?” someone in the back pipes up. Rowan’s blank stare sends a chill down my spine. “Am I supposed to reward you all for being average?”

YOU WERE BORN INTO THIS

I ended up destroying him during his presentation.

Ok

Rowan’s hand grips onto mine harder, like he’s afraid to let go. “Because we can’t afford to take vacations even if we wanted to,” Claire offers in a neutral tone. “Right.” Rowan’s voice sounds strained to my ears.

BECAUSE OF YOU IDIOT

I really like her. Our relationship is slowly evolving from something casual into something more, and I’m not entirely against it.

thanks for telling not showing

“Prove how much you want me.” Something about his words clangs inside my chest. After everything he shared, his words feel important. Like he half expects me to think of him as lesser-than because he went through life being unappreciated. I make a mental promise to adore him. To show him that nothing he says could drive me away. I care about the man no one else knows. I even think I love him. My cheeks burn as I take him in my mouth, one inch at a time. He pushes his dick farther into my mouth, and my clit throbs in response. He controls my body like he does a boardroom—with absolute confidence and a deadly restraint that I find intoxicating.

it's just a bj girl

“I’m not sure what I love more. The way you smile at me without abandon or the way you look with your swollen lips wrapped around my cock.” He loves the way I smile.

SO UNSERIOUSSSS

Knowing the insurance plans your employees have, do you really expect anything more? My selfishness has a way of coming back to bite me in the ass. And the worst part is it’s only just begun.

LMFAOOOO

Say you care. Say you want me anyway. Say you might be scared, but some things in life are worth the risk. Say anything but nothing.

Pick me

If I made you believe otherwise, I apologize. I would never subject you to that kind of misbelief when I’m moving back to Chicago soon.”

Oh he is nasty

I have no reason to believe you’re anything but selfish. You choose to think about one person and one person only—and that’s yourself.”

Get him again

Because if she’s not happy, I’ll ruin whatever stole her smile, myself included.

so cornyy

I’m sorry. One of the gumdrops slides off the roof, ruining the letter m. I’m quick to fix it and snap a photo. I attach the photo to my text chain with Zahra and send it, along with a missing you message.

LOSER