Something So: The Complete Series by Natasha Madison

Author:Natasha Madison [Madison, Natasha]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: NATASHA MADISON
Published: 2018-12-10T18:30:00+00:00

The rest of the phone call was exactly what I thought it would be. Cooper balked and demanded to see a copy of the contract, where he stipulated that I be put on another floor away from the team, which I vetoed. And, well, then when I called my brother, Karrie told me that Matthew’s vein in his neck ticked for hours.

I rush around the messy room, grabbing my black tight jeans and blush pink silk button-down shirt. Once I button it up, I tie a bow around the collar with the silk that is hanging down. I tuck the front of the shirt in my pants while I roll up the sleeves. I take out my blush suede Louboutins with matching purse from the closet. I smile at my collection of princesses shoes; that is what I call them. When I turned sixteen, Cooper handed me a credit card and called it Cinderella’s slipper. I smile thinking how he really treated me like a princess.

Running down the stairs, I get a message that my Uber driver is waiting. Grabbing my sunglasses, I lock the door and rush into the car. I have thirty minutes before I get there, so I apply a coat of mascara, as well as lip-gloss. I pile my hair on the top of my head in a messy bun. By the time we show up at the arena, I’m in the zone. Well, almost in the zone, if I didn’t almost trip over a guy walking in my way while he types on his phone.

When we smash into each other, my phone falls to the floor and shatters. “Fuck.” I bend and pick it up. My heart shatters like the screen just did.

“I’m so sorry.” His voice comes out gravely, deep, rough.

“It’s fine.” I look up at the man and I’m taken aback. He’s wearing a perfect black tailored suit, with mirrored Ray-Bans. His chest is broad and huge while his biceps look like they are going to rip out of his suit a la Hulk. His jaw is clean-shaven and his lips are perfect and plump. Wait, what the fuck is this, plump lips? Who am I? His hair is also perfect as it’s cut short on the side and flips over on top. You would think this man just stepped off the cover of GQ. But I know what is behind those glasses. Blue fucking eyes.

I look at what can only be described as a devil in disguise. Max fucking Horton. If there was ever a man I wanted nothing to do with it is him. Yet here I stand in front of him while he reaches out to see my phone, and my hands ache to feel his fingers on mine.

“It’s fine.” I snatch it and walk away from him while he mutters “bitch” under his breath. And in that moment, I couldn’t agree with him more.

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