Prince Charming and the Little Glass Bra - A Sexy Billionaire Romance Novelette from Steam Books

By Annette Archer and Steam Books

At the age of eighteen, Christina is living a life of misery with her aunt. She knows she won’t ever amount to anything. Her aunt has told her so, many times. She does all the chores in the house and the cooking and the shopping and everything else that needs doing. She has no friends. Her boyfriend just dumped her. But that’s life. That’s the way it’s always been for her, and that’s the way it always will be.

Or so she thought.

Into her life comes a tall, handsome rich man. Immediately, Christina’s view of her world and herself changes. Is it possible that she could find love? Is it possible that she might have more than what her aunt has given her for all these years?

Hired as a dogsitter for one of the richest men in town, Christina begins to see a world that she has been denied. And more than that, she begins to see the value inside herself.

WARNING: This 12,858-word novelette is a steamy read that features passionate lovemaking and explicit scenes between a beautiful lower class girl and a dashing billionaire that may be too hot for some readers to handle!

BONUS! This ebook contains a preview of the hot story “Twists and Curves“ by Sandra Sinclair.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Steam Books
• Release date: Jul 9, 2013
• ISBN: 9781634571548

Annette Archer

(Annette Archer) Annette Archer's humble beginnings working retail brought her two things: a strong work ethic and an insatiable desire for escapism. Utilizing these traits as well as her Bacherlors Degree in English and her natural power of the pen, Annette Archer has emerged as an exciting voice in the realm of romance fiction. Annette has published independently as well as teamed with publishers such as Steam Books Erotica & Romance. Her "Penny's Choice" series has earned her the attention of romance and fantasy readers alike.

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Christina walked the sidewalk of her hometown with her head down, concentrating on a floating spot just in front of her feet.  Her long blonde hair had been hastily pulled into a pony tail.  She wrung her hands over and over.  She had forgotten one thing off the grocery list.  Just one.  

For Aunt Virginia, that amounted to an unforgiveable sin.

So she had sent Christina back out again, even though it was a school night and she had homework and a test to study for tomorrow.  Her aunt didn’t care.  You did it right the first time, or you did it over.

An angry tear escaped the corner of her eye and Christina wiped it away.  It was her own fault.  If she’d paid more attention or been more careful, she would have remembered the stupid can of condensed milk.  The fact that she knew Aunt Virginia wouldn’t even use it for a week or better didn’t matter.  It had been her responsibility to get it, and she’d failed.

She failed at a lot of things.  School, friendships, boyfriends.  She had turned eighteen last week, and for his gift on her birthday Peter had broken up with her.  In the cafeteria at school.  So that had been awesome.

Even her own parents hadn’t wanted her.  She was nine when mom and dad had brought her to Aunt Virginia and left her.  They said they couldn’t take care of her and wanted a better life for her and all of that crap, but all she had ever really wanted was to be loved by them.  By someone.  

Aunt Virginia wasn’t big on love.  Discipline and hard work was what got you ahead in life, that was what she told Christina, over and over.

She was on Market Street now, seven blocks away from Aunt Virginia’s rented duplex on Fifth Street.  She didn’t mind walking.  Cloverville was small enough that you could walk to almost anywhere you needed to go so long as you didn’t mind taking an hour or so to get there and back.  Christina checked her little plastic watch and chewed on her bottom lip.  She really needed to be home studying and doing her homework.  Her teachers were starting to get annoyed with her constant excuses—

Christina stopped.  She was in front of Baylor’s Dress Shoppe, one of three upscale clothing stores in town.  She’d passed by this place at least once every week since she’d been living with Aunt Virginia.  They always had displays in the windows, mannequins dressed up in the latest fashions, jeans and shirts and blouses that were things Christina could only dream about.  Usually she just passed right by with only a casual glance.  She was poor, and she knew what she could afford and what she couldn’t.  It was just a hard fact of life.

But today, she stopped.  The mannequin right in front by the window had on this light blue dress that was the most amazing thing Christina had ever seen.  It was an off-the-shoulder fashion with lacy frills along the low neckline.  It went down to the mannequin’s ankles in a graceful fall of fabric.

It was gorgeous.  

A curious thought turned into an impulse, and then she was walking through the door of Baylor’s and standing, mesmerized, looking up at the dress.  She pictured herself in it, dancing with a man who held her tight and whispered things in her ear.

She didn’t know how long she had been standing there before a woman in a crisp white shirt with a nametag on it came up to her with a smile and jolted her out of her daydream.  Can I help you, sweetie?

Christina didn’t know what to say.  I…I was looking at that dress, she stammered.

The clerk took a moment to look Christina up and down, from head to toe, taking in the rips in her jeans and her scuffed up old sneakers and her plain face.  Christina was sure she was going to be laughed out of the store.  

Instead, the woman smiled, and took her gently by the arm.  Every young woman deserves to know what they would look like in a dress like that.  Come with me.  I’m sure we have it in your size.

They were halfway to the back of the store where the changing rooms were when Christina realized