Pleasing Mr. Parker: A steamy grumpy boss romance (The Men Series - Interconnected Standalone Romances Book 5)

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Something seems to shift in him, like he’s remembered where he is, and that Harley is standing next to me. He slides effortlessly into business mode, giving me a warm smile, which, when added to his dark hair and jawline that could cut glass, makes him look like a Greek god dressed in Prada. If you are implying that I cannot be professional and keep my personal life separate from business, then you’re very much mistaken.” She narrows her eyes at me. “Of anyone in this hotel, you can trust me the most not to blur the lines.” I tear my eyes away from Griffin’s and peer around him. A tall guy who looks about Griffin’s age is standing in the open doorway of the apartment next door. He sees me and flashes a bright white smile as his eyes light up. She leads us across the giant cream marble lobby, and underneath a crystal chandelier the size of a small country. The online video tours of the hotel I watched online in preparation did not do it justice.

I knew things were going to be different in New York from LA. But befriending your husband’s mistress? Surely not. And you what? Strike up a conversation with them and see if they suggest taking it further?” I look at Harley, images of sleazy guys slipping off their wedding rings swirling in my mind.Hi!” I grin at Harley, Griffin’s personal assistant. I’ve spent more hours than I can count talking to her on video calls and setting up my move to New York. Hang on.” I hold up a hand and take a bigger gulp, placing my glass down on the table with a loud sigh as I look at Suze. “I’m sorry, I think I needed that for this conversation.”

I’m well aware of what you thought,” Griffin’s deep voice rumbles, and the vibration hits me straight in my core. I laugh as Harley feigns a yawn, and we walk across the lobby toward a bank of elevators. Even the thought of filling out a pile of forms cannot deter the warmth that is spreading in my chest. All the creams, golds, and deep pinks—this place is hotel class at its finest. I can’t describe it, but something here feels right—like I’m exactly where I’m supposed to be. I know working here will push me into achieving something spectacular. Because Griffin Parker is a hard man to shake off. Great-looking, charming (when he wants to be), domineering. And he seems to have his sights on Maria. I reach across the table without thinking and grab her hand. I know all too well what it’s like to have your trust completely betrayed by someone who is supposed to love you.

I tried my best. I really did. But I could not bring myself to read more than 33%. I literally dragged myself up there until I just couldn’t take it anymore. Before his companion has time to answer, the sound of what I assume is his palm connecting with her ass rings out through the wall again, followed by a low growl. I may as well have a bedside seat to the show. Has Harley given you a tour yet? I’m sorry I can’t do it myself, but I have a meeting this morning, which couldn’t be rescheduled.” He clears his throat and looks at Harley.