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New Boss Old Enemy An Enemies To Lovers Office Romance Iona Rose

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New Boss Old Enemy An Enemies To Lovers Office Romance Iona Rose
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Publisher: Somebooks
File Extension: AZW3
File size: 2.3 MB
Author: Iona Rose
ISBN: 425d9b05-9b8e-4619-a8f4-f7c7c993b627, 425D9B05-9B8E-4619-A8F4-F7C7C993B627
Language: English
Year: 2020

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New Boss Old Enemy An Enemies To Lovers Office Romance Iona Rose by Iona Rose 425d9b05-9b8e-4619-a8f4-f7c7c993b627, 425D9B05-9B8E-4619-A8F4-F7C7C993B627 instant download after payment.

Elena Woods and I went to the same high school, but we're from completely different worlds. Her family is old money, so rich her father knew the President. My family was the opposite. We were dirt poor. My dad left us when I was just two years old and he never came back even to see me. My mom worked three jobs just to keep a roof over our heads, and the only reason I got to attend the Franklin School, a private school full of Elenas, was because I got a scholarship through a program for gifted students.

My mom made sure my clothes were always clean and well pressed, but they were hand me downs, sourced from charity shops, or as the years went by, from the well-meaning mother of an older student, which shamed me immensely. I was the poor kid, the charity case, and I knew I would never fit in with my peers on their level. I made myself the dare devil rebel, always misbehaving. It made me popular, and I soon forgot I had nothing in common with any of my friends.

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