All Chapters of Your Lips to Mine #1: The Billionaire's Sassy Girl: Chapter 1 - Chapter 4

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My Sassy 1

Your Lips to Mine #1: The Billionaire's Sassy Girl/Miss Amateur

I stood in front of my mirror, adjusting the sleek black dress that I’d picked out after trying on at least six others. It wasn't really my thing to attend this kind of grand party. After all, I am not the type of person who likes this luxurious event. I would rather lay on my bed, wearing sweatshirts, and watch a movie. I sigh. Tonight’s charity gala wasn’t something I was looking forward to, but it came with the territory of my job. Why does she have to get sick at this time? Why? I wanted to smack my friend's head for getting sick at times like this, but what would it do? I sighed, smoothing a stray lock of auburn hair behind my ear. These events always felt like a chore—a room full of people pretending to care about each other while secretly calculating how they could get ahead. I really hate this. Just now I feel so tired; I haven't been to that party yet. “Alright, Aliyah, let’s get this over with,” I muttered to myself as I grabbed my clutch and headed out the door. T

My Sassy 2

Your Lips to Mine #1: The Billionaire's Sassy Girl/Miss Amateur

The next morning, I woke up with a slight headache—a reminder that I’d had one too many glasses of champagne at the gala. I groaned, rolling over in bed and burying my face in the pillow. I really regret going to the gala. Even though that wasn't in my plan, now it won't happen again. That's right; I won't let it happen again. My phone buzzed on the nightstand, and I reached for it with one eye open. I frowned because, in the morning, people were going to crash into my sleep. Won't they give me a break? I just got back from last night's gala, and I'm exhausted. It was a message from Marianne, filled with emojis and exclamation points, talking about how amazing the night had been and how Logan Pierce had actually talked to me. Isn't this woman losing energy? She was like this last night. He insists that I am lucky that one Logan Peirce spoke to me. Why am I lucky? Maybe Logan is even luckier. I almost rolled my eyes at what I was thinking earlier. It has been confirmed that Mari

My Sassy 3

Your Lips to Mine #1: The Billionaire's Sassy Girl/Miss Amateur

The following week passed in a blur of meetings, deadlines, and the usual grind of work. I purposely did a lot to get Logan out of my mind. It's hard for me to get this person out of my mind. I tried to put Logan Pierce out of my mind, focusing on the work I was running. But no matter how hard I worked or how late I stayed at the office, he kept creeping back into my thoughts. Why can't I get Logan out of my mind? What is wrong with that man? His offer to collaborate lingered, tempting me even as I tried to convince myself that getting involved with someone like him was a bad idea. But sometimes things are really scary. Logan is not an ordinary person. He's a powerful man and it's really scary to fight him but I don't intend to be afraid of him either. It just makes me think. By Friday, I was running on caffeine and willpower alone. The office was mostly empty, with only a few stragglers finishing up their work before the weekend. I'm not used to leaving early. Not because of the a

My Sassy 4

Your Lips to Mine #1: The Billionaire's Sassy Girl/Miss Amateur

The Monday morning air was thick with anticipation. I arrived at the office early, hoping to get a jump start on the week and focus entirely on the project at hand. I wanted to star m day as busy as I could since I have a lot of things I really needed to finish things up in my plate. However, I got distracted when my phone vibrated. Well, I usually have it as loud as I could but since I am in my work, I make it in silent mode. Of course, Logan Pierce lingered at the edges of my thoughts like an uninvited guest. I really have this something that I couldn't shrug. Why would this man wouldn't stop contacting him. Yes, I felt something too but somehow, this man, he's too persistent. Our night at the bar had blurred the lines between work and whatever was beginning to simmer beneath the surface. Well, it wasn't a big deal but it was also kind off not easy to be involved. It left me unsettled, off-balance, and I hated feeling that way. I liked control. I needed it. But with Logan, contro