Overview: Hate, hate, hate! I hate that f#cking jerk. So why can’t I stop thinking about him? Dreaming about him? Fantasizing about him?
Cowboy Alpha Billionaire Bad Boy: F#cking Jerk 1
✍ Scribed by Taylor, Tawny
- Book ID
- 109290496
- Publisher
- Novel Mind Books
- Year
- 2015
- Tongue
- English
- Weight
- 344 KB
- Series
- Fucking Jerk 1
- Category
- Fiction
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✦ Synopsis
Hate, hate, hate! I hate that f#cking jerk. So why can’t I stop thinking about him? Dreaming about him? Fantasizing about him? Arrogant a$$hole. Cocky prick. That’s Clay Walker. I’ve known him since I was five, and he’s gone out of his way to make my life a living hell since. He even tricked me into letting him punch my v-card. I thought when I graduated from high school and left BFE Nowhere for greener pastures I’d said goodbye to the a**hole for good. But I should’ve known better. I'm not that lucky. You see, I inherited my aunt’s ranch. And guess who’s been running the ranch for the past four years? You got it. That f#cking jerk is out to make me even more miserable than ever. Did I mention he's panty-melting hot? And since I’ve last seen him, he’s learned new ways of tormenting me…wicked, deliciously naughty ways. So now there’s me, the responsible, business-minded good girl locking horns with the untamed bad boy. What's the worst that can happen, right? I guess I’m about to find out. NOTE: F#cking Jerk 1 is the first part of a three-part serialized story. **
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