No More Coffee Mr Right
Language: en
My name is Brook Calloway, and for the last three years, I’ve been the personal assistant to the coldest billionaire in New York City. And when I say assistant, I mean on-call twenty-four-seven. I’m talking about warming up his milk at three in the morning, walking his golden retriever in a literal blizzard, and hauling eight designer suitcases through JFK. Three years. And the most tender thing he’s ever said to me is: "Get out." Then my dad called. "Alright, kiddo," he said, his voice unusually soft. "You’ve paid your dues. Time to come home and take over the family business." I stared…