RomanticAdrienne

I am Kira Reed and for as long as I can remember, I have worked in his company. But I had enough! He’s such a despicable man to the point I couldn’t resist his tyranny. Or maybe that's what I want to make myself believe. Who am I kidding? Besides, the holidays are coming and I really want to go home this year. ............... After submitting her resignation, Kira goes to her home village, Hollow Peak, a dreamy settlement at the foot of the mountain. All she wants is to have a quiet holiday in the company of her loving family, away from her despicable boss, Gabriel. But unwilling to let her go, Gabriel goes after her and things get complicated. In between Christmas preparations, Gabriel’s hating of the holidays, and the love that slowly ignites in his heart for his young copywriter, the two discover the miracle of Hollow Peak.

"You bastards! You’re worthless! How can you not bring me that woman?” I shouted nervously looking around me at how pathetic my people were Everyone was silent, and that made me even more pissed off. I had already exited through the back door of the auditorium, so nothing stopped me from spilling my guts on those who disobeyed my orders. So, I punched in all directions and I knocked down whoever fell victim to my fury of blows to the ground. I punched until I was literally tired. “I must have this woman! Do you understand? You will bring her to me whether she wants it!”

“I bought you fair and square,” he replied, his voice cool and detached. “It’s none of your business what I have to gain from it.” “What do you mean? It’s none of my business?” I practically shouted at him. “My sister’s life is at stake here! You can’t just treat it like some kind of lottery game!” “I made you an offer, and you accepted it. Now you belong to me. End of story.” “Accepted it? Get down from that cloud, mister! I accepted nothing!” I yelled in despair. “You will, Miss Moore, because you don’t really have a choice here, now do you?” “You’re a monster,” I hissed at him. “How can you live with yourself knowing that you’re treating people like this?” “I don’t have to live with myself,” he said calmly. “I have enough money to buy my way out of anything. You’re nothing but a commodity,” he spat at me. “And you’ll do whatever I say.”