Ball Gowns? Please.
"What?" She holds a stern look the entire time.
"Nothing, I just didn't expect you to be..." I trail off.
"You thought I was the secretary? Or even the personal assistant?" She raises an eyebrow.
"No! Of course not," I swallow hard.
"Good," she walks from behind her desk to me. "Because now that we're talking business, you're dealing with me."
I chuckle at her attempt to intimidate me. "Oh yeah? And what makes you any different than every other person that I've dealt with?"
"Only difference, is that I'm not so easy to convince," she sends me a smirk.
Amelia has always been the independent and strong minded girl that everybody has picked her out to be. Owning your own firm can do that to a person and she knew what she was getting herself into. However, losing her fiance was not part of the plan. Now Amelia is running a firm all on her own. That is until she's dragged to a formal, or ball as they like to call it, by one of her closets friends and his cousin to loosen up a bit.
Theo has never had to work for anything in his life. Being born as the heir of a multi-million company has made that possible. Also with the help of being devilish handsome, brilliant, a billionaire, and having a body that anybody would love to worship. Except, rumor has it that he's a vile, tyrant, and heartless boss. Expects nothing but perfection, and if you fail, you're fired by the snaps of his fingers. Fear is the only thing his colleagues feel about him, and god forbid if anybody disrespected Theo. However, for someone who expects perfection he certainly didn't intend to find the imperfect Amelia Ponce.
While both are exceedingly successful at what they do, they both seem to be at a lost when it comes to love. In fact, not one of them believes in it, that is until they meet each other at the "ball." But there's a catch, neither of them know each other's name.
Most people say their love is like Cinderella but trust when they say that they are anything but a fairy tale.