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She squealed. “Anything else my princess wants to do?” Christian asked, pinching the bridge of her nose, and Mishka’s eyes landed on the book Christian was reading. “Actually, my interview is still pending with Snowdrop Publications,” Mishka said, and Christian furrowed his eyebrows. “You want to do modelling, you want to work as an editor, when will you give time to me and Eric?” Christian complained. “Modelling assignment will be done in a day, and I don’t have to be in the office every day for an editor’s job. I can work at home when you sleep.” Mishka said.

She felt that she was only once in a come and was conscious until now. "Don't talk about that dark period. Oh yes, I read one of the manuscripts, oh this one," said Park Jini, turning to take the script on the dining table. "That's Ha Mino's recommendation." "Really? As far as I know he doesn't like romantic novels like. Even as an editor he only accepts fantasy or thriller themes." "Have you read it?" asked Park Jini looking at Lee Umji. "Just the front. You said you read it. What's it about?"

25 March 1820 Rome, Italy Jacob was lounging on a chair and Mrs. Valentina Lombardi, the most sought after courtesan in Rome was sprawled on his lap, her lush body pressed to his as she tried to coax a reaction out of him. He knew all the other men watching him envied him. But for the life of him, he couldn't muster any enthusiasm for the act. Instead of finding her perfume enticing, he found it cloying. The smoke from the cigars made him feel suffocated.

CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE. Adele's work at the publishing agency was no different from what she used to do back at her first job site. She had her office and was in charge of editing and reviewing articles before they were published to the media. She loved her job and her new colleagues. They warmly welcomed her and most of them fell in love with her rich British accent. Sometimes, they asked her questions just so she could talk to them so they could hear her beautiful accent.

"Now, listen. The fans are clamoring for more. They want the real stuff. The romance is about to bloom, and they want the steamy scenes. We need to deliver. No more dancing around it. The next chapter needs to be... hot. Can you do that for me? Can you put some heat on the page?" A bitter, ironic laugh caught in my throat. Put some heat on the page. The editor, the fans, everyone wanted a story I was currently living out, a story I didn't understand. I told him I'd get to work, hung up, and tossed the phone onto the bed. I didn't want to think about the irony. I didn't want to think about anything at all.

She giggled, “well, I’m not sure how long I can stay, I do work you know, have an apartment and a life in Rock Ridge, but as long as I’m here, we can move at a snail’s pace, if you’re willing to do that.” I smiled, “what do you do for work?” “It’s not exciting or anything, I’m a book editor, I have a few author’s that I work with, it pays the bills,” she shrugged. I couldn’t help but chuckle, “I read books, so see we have that in common.” She giggled, “it’s a little different when you’re the editor, but I do enjoy a good book, what kinds of books do you read?” I felt my cheeks heat, “don’t judge me okay, but I read,” he looked around to make sure no one else would hear, and leaned over to wh

We talk about my next submission to her team, and its likely potential to get contracted. "You know, I don't think romantic tragedies are widespread in terms of e-books." One editor from the group says. "That's because people only favour happy endings. Their life is tragic enough as it is." It is an author who speaks. "They're right when they said happy endings only exist on paper," Myra speaks disappointedly. And I wouldn't expect anything else from a devoted employee and also someone who has a full-time job as a single mother with two kids and no spare time.

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Was it from a novel Paige had read before? "What? Do you also think I'm right?" Chris asked with a smile. Paige refuted, "You should read fewer messy novels." Who would have thought that someone like Chris, a CEO, actually liked reading all sorts of romance novels? Did he ever imagine himself in those novels, fantasizing about being the male lead? Chris said, "I don't read any messy novels. I read the painstaking works of the authors." Paige was at a loss for words. Did she also not read the authors' painstaking works? Such double standards.

She scoffed at the sight of it. 'Fuck, I don't know her but I already hate her.' I could think of multiple ways I would made her suffer if I got this job. A personal assistant to the CEO position would surely be in my favour. I would give her meaningless tasks and made sure she doesn't get a chance to catch a breath. "Calm down" I muttered to myself. This day wasn't over for me yet, getting too excited would definitely made me less serious about the interview. I need this job, well, I need the salary. I would be able to pay off my mothers debts. We have been on debt for quite some time. Steven still needed to pay his fees so he would sit for his final exams in the university.