Isabella Campbell is a seemingly nice, down-to-earth junior administrative officer for L and C Investments. But at night, she is Belle, the sexy stripper who knows how to have fun and live life. Everything goes well till her boss, Richard, gets fired and is replaced with the world's most arrogant man. There's more at stake than just her job. Her arrogant boss is also sinfully attractive. Claude does not have the time nor the patience for the mess that was L and C investments. He returns from France to take up a job way below his level just because he wants to prove to his father he was worth it, that he could turn water into wine. Claude plans to revamp the company from its grave and he would remove any obstacle in his way if that was what it took. With Isabelle’s day job on the line, what will happen when she realizes she has fallen in love with the same man that would ruin her life?
View MoreIzzy looked at the paper in front of her again. Someone was trying to pin the blame on her that’s for sure but who? With a sigh, she switched on her laptop to organize their client list when Claude walked in. His mouth was in a hard line and he did not so much as acknowledge the greetings that were sent his way “I wonder what crawled up his butt?” Izzy wondered watching him, when his eyes moved to her, she quickly buried her face in her desktop screen “Miss Campbell?” He called and she cured internally. Why, oh why couldn’t he ignore her as he had ignored everyone else? “Yes sir?” She pasted on her most polite fuck you smile as she stood up “Get me a coffee stat. Black, 2 sugars. Nothing else” He stated and started to walk off “I’m sorry sir but I am not doing that , making your coffee is not part of my job description” “I am your boss. You will do what I tell you to do or you will quit” He said and stormed into his office Center of attention once again, Izzy stood up stiffly a
Isabella sighed as she touched up her lipstick so it took her lips from red to scarlet. What she wouldn’t give to be somewhere with her college friends having fun and gossiping about boys, then fashion, then boys some more. But, she had more important things to do. She removed her coat from the rack and put it then surveyed herself from head to toe in the full length mirror by the door “You look gorgeous as always Isabella” She said to her reflection with a wink then kissed a picture of her late mother that had a permanent space on the shoe rack. The woman in the picture was beautiful. Blonde hair, golden brown eyes and the prettiest smile. Isabelle was glad she had inherited that smile. All her other features however, were inherited from her father. The man who had shaped her life to what it was.****“Belle, thank god you’re here” Her coworker Lisa sighed, taking off the faux fur coat and fanning herself with her hands “I have no idea why but tonight is so crowded and Sally called i
Isabella jerked up from her bed. “Oh shit!” She cursed….It was seven-thirty and she should have been done with dressing for work. It was horrible because she was supposed to be on her way now or risk being late. She couldn’t afford to be late, not today.Isabella jumped down and quickly headed for the bathroom. It was then she realized she was still in last night’s outfit, or rather, identity.She barely remembered all that had happened the previous night.She had gotten shit drunk and dozed off without setting her alarm.Inside her bathroom, Isabella looked at herself through the big mirror placed above the vanity top.“I look like shit,” she said, brushing away strands of hair from her face. “But not just me, though.”Isabella raised a brow and smirked.Biting her bottom lip while making a funny face, she scoured around the space.From the bathroom hamper, down to her room, and her entire apartment.She needed to tidy up; she thought. Everything was out of order. Her life was so r
Isabella jerked up from her bed. “Oh shit!” She cursed….It was seven-thirty and she should have been done with dressing for work. It was horrible because she was supposed to be on her way now or risk being late. She couldn’t afford to be late, not today.Isabella jumped down and quickly headed for the bathroom. It was then she realized she was still in last night’s outfit, or rather, identity.She barely remembered all that had happened the previous night.She had gotten shit drunk and dozed off without setting her alarm.Inside her bathroom, Isabella looked at herself through the big mirror placed above the vanity top.“I look like shit,” she said, brushing away strands of hair from her face. “But not just me, though.”Isabella raised a brow and smirked.Biting her bottom lip while making a funny face, she scoured around the space.From the bathroom hamper, down to her room, and her entire apartment.She needed to tidy up; she thought. Everything was out of order. Her life was so r
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