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From Sunday Times and #1 New York Times bestselling author of Things We Never Got Over Dominic: I got her fired. Okay, so I'd had a bad day, but there's nothing innocent about Ally Morales. Maybe her colourful, annoying, inexplicably alluring personality brightens up the magazine's offices that have felt like a prison for the past year. Maybe I like that she argues with me in front of the editorial staff. And maybe my after-hours fantasies are haunted by her brown eyes and sharp tongue. She's working herself to death at half a dozen dead-end jobs for some secret reason. And I'm going to fix it all. Don't accuse me of caring. She's nothing more than a puzzle to be solved. If I can get her to quit, I can finally peel away all those layers. Then I can go back to salvaging the family name and forget all about the dancing, beer-slinging brunette. Ally: Ha. Hold my beer, Grumpy Grump Face.
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By a Thread, Lucy Score
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- 2023
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- Titel
- By a Thread
- Sprache
- Englisch
- Autor*innen
- Lucy Score
- Verlag
- Hodder Paperbacks
- Erscheinungsdatum
- 2023
- Einband
- Paperback
- Seitenzahl
- 608
- ISBN10
- 1399726889
- ISBN13
- 9781399726887
- Reihe
- Schlagwörter
- Belletristik, Romantik, Frauen, Gegenwartsliteratur, Zeitgenössische Liebesromane, Amerikanische Literatur, Beschäftigung, Romantische Komödien, Hass, Büro, Arbeitsumfeld, Modeindustrie
- Erstveröffentlichung
- 2020
- Originaltitel
- By a Thread
- Bewertung
- 4,1 von 5 Sternen
- Beschreibung
- From Sunday Times and #1 New York Times bestselling author of Things We Never Got Over Dominic: I got her fired. Okay, so I'd had a bad day, but there's nothing innocent about Ally Morales. Maybe her colourful, annoying, inexplicably alluring personality brightens up the magazine's offices that have felt like a prison for the past year. Maybe I like that she argues with me in front of the editorial staff. And maybe my after-hours fantasies are haunted by her brown eyes and sharp tongue. She's working herself to death at half a dozen dead-end jobs for some secret reason. And I'm going to fix it all. Don't accuse me of caring. She's nothing more than a puzzle to be solved. If I can get her to quit, I can finally peel away all those layers. Then I can go back to salvaging the family name and forget all about the dancing, beer-slinging brunette. Ally: Ha. Hold my beer, Grumpy Grump Face.