All Chapters of Claudette Reed : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

“Ms. Greene! Ms. Greene!” The paparazzi hollered my name as I walked into my office building, my Jimmy Choo heels clicking on the ground with each step.   Being the daughter of two successful designers has its perks, but you better believe that I worked my ass off to become who I am today: Stephanie Greene, CEO of Claudette Reed, one of the hottest brands that New York has ever seen.   My dad, Matthew Greene, CEO of Greene Designs, spoiled me as I grew up. I was his little princess back then. I still am, but now I rather that he calls me “queen” instead. He said the only queen in his life is my mom, Emma.   My mom told me that I needed to earn everything, that I wouldn’t get anywhere if I was handed everything on a silver spoon. Dad and mom bicker about it a lot, but I’m very much my mother’s daughter and decided to go to college and work for the position of CEO in the family company.  

I stood at the window of my office and admired the city as I cooled down after my disaster of a progress meeting. I guess you can’t have a good progress meeting with your investors if your company hasn’t made any progress in months. I sighed and focused on my reflection in the glass window. I’m almost the spitting image of my mother with her brown hair and luscious curves, but I have my dad’s bright green eyes. Both of my parents are tall, so it makes sense that I’m naturally 5’9”. My heels can never be more than 3 inches high so that I don’t tower over men. Having a bold personality and confidence is one thing for a man to see you as powerful, but to physically look down at them would be overkill, so I keep my heels to a minimum. Today’s attire was a body-hugging, pink dress with matching lipstick and nude heels with a black strap and buckle ac

Dominic POV She was the most interesting thing I had ever come across. She seemed ruthless, and I could understand her nickname a bit more. Stephanie Greene was strong, confident, gorgeous, and I could tell that she was going to be a complete pain in my ass, and I was strangely excited to work with her. I didn’t care about meeting everyone or seeing her workspace, I was just curious how far she was willing to go to get my partnership. Her outburst when I mentioned wanting 60% of the profit was hilarious and I had to pinch my lips together to keep from laughing. The embarrassment that I saw then was the most humility that I had seen from her the entire time and I thought it was adorable. “Office, Reggie,” I told my driver as I got into the car. I wasn’t expecting to stay so long in the restaurant. I thought she wo

“I’m so sorry I haven’t been in touch lately, I’ve been an awful friend. It’s just been madness after taking over. Trying to get people to see me more as a businesswoman and less as a model, you know?” “No,” he answered sharply with pursed lips and it made me laugh. His face softened, “But don’t worry about it.” “Do you want some wine?” Isaac narrowed his eyes at me.  “You just want to get me drunk,” he teased with a mischievous look. I was about to deny it when he threw his head back and kept going, “You want to get me tipsy and then take advantage of the fact. Admit it, you’ve wanted to get me in bed for years.” His tone was teasing, but a part of me felt uneasy at the idea. If anyone would get tipsy and taken advantage of easily, it would be me.  

“Each design will require two signatures to move onto the next step. That way, we each get to see it and be sure that everything is in order. My patternmakers and seamstresses will-" “Whoa, whoa, whoa, wait!” He cut me off and adjusted in his seat so he could lean across the table at me. “What makes you think I’m going to let your people sew? My people have far more experience with my suits than your people do, and there’s not a chance in hell I’m letting any of your barbies lay hand on my material!” I rubbed my temples. This man is not going to be easy to work with. But I just told the paparazzi that big things were happening for Claudette Reed before walking into the building. I can’t lose this deal. “Okay, how about this: Your people will handle the outside of the suit, but my ladies will assemble the lining. Then… we can hire a