Beauty and the Billionaire Series by Glenna Sinclair

“You’re stealing that paper, lady! I don’t give a shit if it’s for the Pope! You’re stealing that paper!” The only thing on my mind was getting this paper and a rapidly decreasing mug of coffee from spilling so much of it up to my new boss as fast as my legs would take me. I was not doing very well on my first day. Pulling the door to the office open, wrinkling the paper a little in the process, I abruptly stopped... more“You’re stealing that paper, lady! I don’t give a shit if it’s for the Pope! You’re stealing that paper!” The only thing on my mind was getting this paper and a rapidly decreasing mug of coffee from spilling so much of it up to my new boss as fast as my legs would take me. I was not doing very well on my first day. Pulling the door to the office open, wrinkling the paper a little in the process, I abruptly stopped. The light inside the office was so dim that it was hard to see, and I didn’t want to run into anything. I had to stand still as the door closed behind me and wait for my eyes to adjust. “Well?” I jumped at the voice, which came from the direction of the light on the desk, and peered over there. I should’ve been able to see him by now, my eyes having gotten used to the dimness, but I didn’t see anyone. “I have…your, um…” “Speak up!” That sharp command made me want to do the opposite of speaking; it made me want to disappear forever. Then the chair spun around, and I wasn’t quick enough to stifle a gasp. The naked light bulb on the lamp, which had revealed the contents of this office to me, revealed equally the occupant of the room. His face cast in sharp relief, equally in shadow and light, was hideously disfigured by a twisting scar that traveled from his temple, past his cheek, across his mouth — splitting the bottom lip — and on down his chin and neck, vanishing beneath the collar of his shirt. My name is Beauty, and I just met the Beast... NOTE: This is the first book of a three part serial and it ends with a cliffhanger. Parts 2 and 3 will be released soon. less

“I killed your parents.” I wanted to tell my boss, Roland Shepard, just how wrong he was. He wasn’t responsible for their death; I was. I just couldn’t bring myself to say the words that I so badly wanted to say. I was so worried that it would change how he felt about me, and for some reason, that mattered. I liked and respected Roland…and thought at times there was even more to it than that. To cover for my guilt, I dove headfirst into my work... more“I killed your parents.” I wanted to tell my boss, Roland Shepard, just how wrong he was. He wasn’t responsible for their death; I was. I just couldn’t bring myself to say the words that I so badly wanted to say. I was so worried that it would change how he felt about me, and for some reason, that mattered. I liked and respected Roland…and thought at times there was even more to it than that. To cover for my guilt, I dove headfirst into my work. I also started dating Roland’s handsome brother, Dan Shepard. There’s nothing in the employee handbook about interoffice dating, yet it didn’t feel right to tell Roland about it…besides Dan and I were taking things slow. Dan and Roland were night and day. Dan was gorgeous, flashy, and used his wealth to get what he wanted…and what Dan wanted, Dan got. Right now, Dan wanted me…but why? Roland had a beautiful mind and, after I got to know him better, a kind heart. Why was it that I was dating Dan, but dreaming about Roland? NOTE: This is the second book of a three part serial and it ends with a cliffhanger. Part 3 will be released soon. less

It seemed like everything shifted in a single moment. When Dan attempted to force himself on me…and then blackmailed me into spying on his brother to learn all the secrets of Shepard Shipments, I began to despise Dan with all my being; yet, I also fell deeper for Roland, loving him for his intellect, wit, and heart. I wanted to protect Roland and our new relationship, but I knew that if he found out all my secrets, I’d lose it all... moreIt seemed like everything shifted in a single moment. When Dan attempted to force himself on me…and then blackmailed me into spying on his brother to learn all the secrets of Shepard Shipments, I began to despise Dan with all my being; yet, I also fell deeper for Roland, loving him for his intellect, wit, and heart. I wanted to protect Roland and our new relationship, but I knew that if he found out all my secrets, I’d lose it all. Would I ever be able to love and be loved the way I wanted, even if I didn’t deserve it? less

This includes Part One, Two and Three of Beauty and the Billionaire “You’re stealing that paper, lady! I don’t give a shit if it’s for the Pope! You’re stealing that paper!” The only thing on my mind was getting this paper and a rapidly decreasing mug of coffee from spilling so much of it up to my new boss as fast as my legs would take me. I was not doing very well on my first day. Pulling the door to the office open, wrinkling the paper a little in the process, I abruptly stopped... moreThis includes Part One, Two and Three of Beauty and the Billionaire “You’re stealing that paper, lady! I don’t give a shit if it’s for the Pope! You’re stealing that paper!” The only thing on my mind was getting this paper and a rapidly decreasing mug of coffee from spilling so much of it up to my new boss as fast as my legs would take me. I was not doing very well on my first day. Pulling the door to the office open, wrinkling the paper a little in the process, I abruptly stopped. The light inside the office was so dim that it was hard to see, and I didn’t want to run into anything. I had to stand still as the door closed behind me and wait for my eyes to adjust. “Well?” I jumped at the voice, which came from the direction of the light on the desk, and peered over there. I should’ve been able to see him by now, my eyes having gotten used to the dimness, but I didn’t see anyone. “I have…your, um…” “Speak up!” That sharp command made me want to do the opposite of speaking; it made me want to disappear forever. Then the chair spun around, and I wasn’t quick enough to stifle a gasp. The naked light bulb on the lamp, which had revealed the contents of this office to me, revealed equally the occupant of the room. His face cast in sharp relief, equally in shadow and light, was hideously disfigured by a twisting scar that traveled from his temple, past his cheek, across his mouth — splitting the bottom lip — and on down his chin and neck, vanishing beneath the collar of his shirt. My name is Beauty, and I just met the Beast... less