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Finding Mr. Write
Finding Mr. Write
Finding Mr. Write
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Finding Mr. Write

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Sometimes the best things come from the past...

Marcia Pelaez has it all: the curves, great friends, a successful career, and a loving boyfriend. Or so she thought. After getting dumped by her boyfriend of three years, her best friends set her up with blind dates from hell...until she meets Mystery Guy Number Three.

Clark Trias has finally gotten everything he worked so hard to achieved: money and a successful career. But he has never forgotten the woman who had stolen his heart eleven years ago. And now that he finally has the chance to win back the feisty and independent Marcia, he’s willing to pull out all the stops.

In a battle of wits, and between the sheets, will they both finally triumph and find a love that could last forever?

LanguageEnglish
Release dateApr 3, 2015
ISBN9781310220272
Finding Mr. Write
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Adelaide Penne

Adelaide Penne dreamed of writing, and after years of starting manuscripts, she finally managed to finish four. She is also a secret tech geek.Finding Mr. Write is her first published work.

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    Finding Mr. Write - Adelaide Penne

    Finding Mr. Write

    Adelaide Penne

    Finding Mr. Write

    Copyright 2014 Adelaide Penne

    Smashwords Edition

    This book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places and incidents are products of the writer’s imagination or have been used fictitiously and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to persons, living or real, actual events, locales, or organizations is entirely coincidental.

    All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced, scanned, or distributed in any manner whatsoever without written permission from the author except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical articles and reviews. If you would like to share this book with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each recipient.

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    E-mail me at: adelaidepenne@gmail.com

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    Table of Contents

    Chapter 1

    Chapter 2

    Chapter 3

    Chapter 4

    Chapter 5

    Chapter 6

    Chapter 7

    Chapter 8

    Chapter 9

    Chapter 10

    Acknowledgements

    About Adelaide Penne

    Chapter 1

    Fuck my life, Marcia Pelaez groaned. She thought about getting out of bed but it felt like too much work. A rustling sound in her bedroom doorway drew her attention, and she knew what it meant. Immediately, she put the covers over her head and pretended to be asleep.

    Honey, seriously, you have got to get out of bed. It stinks in here, Ensyang Kinsitor announced as she walked through the door. Without checking to see if Marcia was awake, she strode to the windows and threw open the curtains, letting the bright mid-morning sun shine onto the four-poster mahogany bed.

    Damn it! came a scream from the bed, followed by a string of profanities. The rustling of sheets ensued.

    Beatrice Hizon came through the door next, carrying a tray laden with hot soup and a glass of water. You should eat something, Marcia. Yaya Belen said you haven’t eaten anything other than junk food in two days. She carefully placed the tray on the table beside the bed and yanked the covers off Marcia.

    Ensyang and Beatrice eyed their best friend, who was looking far from her usual polished self. Marcia had bloodshot eyes with puffy under-eye circles, her black curly hair all tangled up, and, judging from the smell coming off her, seemed to be wearing unwashed pajamas.

    Ensyang made a show of pinching her nose then opened the windows, despite the air conditioning running in the room.

    Marcia responded with a dirty finger.

    Finish the soup, drink the water, get out of bed, take a thorough shower, and get pretty, Beatrice said with a snap of her fingers. And that is not a request.

    Mooom, nooo… was Marcia’s plaintive cry.

    Calling Beatrice ‘mom’ was a long-standing joke between them because she had always been the mothering type in their little trio. Since they became friends in high school, the three girls had been inseparable and each other’s life cheerleaders. All three were children of fabulously rich parents, who had been in absentia since they were old enough to walk and talk, something that the three girls had bonded over through their confusing teenage years and into early adulthood.

    Their grandparents, who had also been friends, however, had been cautious enough and named their grandchildren the heirs to their family businesses. However, since these businesses were being expertly handled by long-standing and trustworthy employees, Beatrice, Marcia, and Ensyang only needed to drop by their different offices every once in a while.

    Beatrice had since gotten married and was doing a good job raising her own kids, but her mothering instincts over Marcia and Ensyang were as strong as ever.

    Ensyang grabbed

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