Contemporary Romance Web Novels & Playboy Misunderstanding Stories

For two years, I cleaned his floors and swallowed his insults. He was Lucien Ashford, Crestmont's most famous playboy. I was the maid he called "the help." Then one stormy night, I woke up in his bed. In his body. With his girlfriend whispering, "Good morning, darling." And down in the basement, the arrogant billionaire woke up in mine. Now I have his closet, his credit cards, and a line of women who think I am him. He has my mop, my tiny room, and my entire list of chores. We have to fix this before anyone finds out. I swore I would never fall for a man like him. But when I see his loneliness from the inside, and he sees my life from the inside, the lines between hate and love begin to blur.