Work hard and ye shall be rewarded…
Wrong.
The Maxine Hotel was supposed to be mine.
I invested my meager savings into the upkeep.
I slept in a freezing-cold attic like Cinderella but with way more emotional eating.
I dealt with entitled guests and feral children on a daily basis.
Then Mike Svensson swaggers in with his billions and his bad attitude, steals the hotel from me, and starts bossing me around like he owns the place.
(Which, to be fair, he does, but that’s not the point!)
My boss is going down.
But he’s harder to get rid of than I thought.
Snack-addicted raccoons, angry squatters, and ghosts—nothing seems to faze him.
It’s time to bring out the big guns—I have two of them strapped to my chest!
Also, my bra is…not in the best shape, so I’m going to upgrade my underwear, then I’m going to make Mike fall so hard in love with me that he’ll give me the hotel.
Sounds like a terrible idea?
You would be correct.
Are you listing a million ways this could go wrong?
Yep, me too.
But it’s worth a shot, right?
After all, big risks mean big rewards, and Mike is huge.
Wait, no, not like that!
