Three Daddies Under the Mistletoe by Kai Lesy EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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A Few Days Earlier
I never thought I’d resort to using the office supply closet as my master
I swear, my inner child is giving me a serious side eye right now.
And can I blame her?
Here I am, living in my place of work for two whole weeks.
No one’s the wiser. Not my boss, my coworkers, and definitely not the
janitors who can’t help but spread all the juicy gossip.
Why this elaborate ruse?
Imagine, if you will: Me, two weeks ago, entering my home to find my
boyfriend of four years – initiating a “neighborhood meet-and-greet” in MY
But what stabbed my soul was seeing the two of them sprawled on my
beloved bamboo cotton sheets.
Dammit, I miss my beloved bamboo sheets!
Four years tolerating Kieran and his tragic fashion choices. Wasted.
Sure, I could be staying on a friend’s coach, but my pride is as tall as a
stiletto, and sometimes as painful. That’s what happens when you’ve
managed to get by solo your entire life.
Now my glamorous life involves cozying up in a sleeping bag tucked
behind the staff break room.
I work at one of the most luxurious fashion hubs, yet I’ve mastered the art
of glamping between haute couture.
Thank heavens for my top-tier ninja skills in managing the CCTV system.
A little camera angle magic here, some footage editing there, and voila! My
secret remains intact.
My entire life now fits in one suitcase. It’s like a sad rom-com, minus the
There simply isn’t any room left for more failure.
My phone rings.
It’s Kieran. Again.
The man has the persistence of a dog with a bone, but I’m in zero mood to
play his games.
Ignoring the call, I remind myself of tomorrow’s agenda: hit the
downstairs gym first thing in the morning, pretend I’m working out for
fifteen minutes, then make use of the showers.
Talk about a hot mess.
Keeping up this ruse has been exhausting.
“Was that Mr. History?” Phil inquires, arching an eyebrow as he wraps up
the day’s figures. As the shift manager, Phil has traded tales of heartbreak
with me during many late-night shifts.
“Yeah, he still won’t leave me alone.”
“I can’t believe he did what he did, though,” Phil replies. “Especially
after everything you put into that relationship to try and keep it going.”
“Honestly, he did me a favor, I should’ve ended things a long time ago.
We’d been running on fumes for a while.”
“You deserve better. I never liked the dude. He was always so into
himself. It’s time to find someone who deserves your time,” Phil says as he
tries to comfort me, but then his expression lights up and his posture goes
rod-stiff-straight as Etienne walks into the store.
My heart jumps.
Shit what’s he doing here? I silently ask myself.
I hadn’t factored in surprise visits from the higher-ups into my master
The Sartorialist thrives on its pristine reputation, prioritizing its polished
image and elite clientele above employees’ personal challenges.
The idea of an employee treating the sales floor as their makeshift
bedroom? That would be a PR nightmare.
“Mr. Lacroix, what a pleasant surprise!”
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