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Genre: FICTION / Romance / ContemporaryThis book is available on ebook and paperback. It has been on the market for awhile, and it's had up and down sales. I plan on adding this book to other platforms in the future to gain exposure.
Please note this does have one or two sex scenes. Please make sure you are comfortable with that before applying for this project.
Thank you!
Jonathan Varner was a multi-billionaire from his successful chain of bars and restaurants. He could have any girl he wanted with his chiseled body, silky blond hair, and smokey gray eyes, and he often took advantage of that. He rode a motorcycle and did what he wanted when he wanted. He could also have the charm of a gentleman when he saw fit. Unfortunately, he knew he had enough money and good looks to get away with anything, so why try to be something he’s not truly?
He used this charm when working with CEOs and other high ups where it was actually useful to be a gentleman. His arrogance was apparent when he was dealing with anyone else, including his own family. He refuses to face the reality of the world, hiding behind his money and bad behavior.
This made things especially difficult for his tender, fragile stepsister, Alyssa Reynolds. She was a struggling secretary, putting hope in making ends meet at the end of the month. She was envious of her stepbrother’s accomplishments, especially since she knew he was now ungrateful, disrespectful, and had no regards to how anyone else felt. She had long locks of wavy dark brown hair with big green eyes with a slender body. She could be considered beautiful but according to Jonathan, she was “pretty at best, but overall lackluster.” She had a sweet and caring heart, but because of that, it was easy for her to be taken advantage of. Regardless, Jonathan was family, and she loved him, but deep down, she also loathed him.
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Italian
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Already translated.
Translated by Monja Areniello
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Author review: Great translator and formatting is always perfect. |
