Secretary to the Billionaire Bear

By Tabitha O'Dell

Sexy BBW Werebear Romance!

All she wanted was a job... what she got was Graham

Sadie only wants to find her first post-college job. She never thought she had a chance to be billionaire Graham Hartley’s secretary, but he chooses her over all the other candidates.

He keeps to himself... no one can find out his secret

From the moment she stepped into his office, he had to have her. There was something about the voluptuous beauty that spoke to the beast inside him. He only needs to find a way to tell her the truth. That he’s not just a billionaire, but that he’s a billionaire-bear!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Jynxed Moon
• Release date: Jan 20, 2016
• ISBN: 9781310062391

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Secretary to the Billionaire Bear

By

Tabitha O’Dell

Copyright 2016 by Tabitha O’Dell

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Cover photo image credit:  cokacoka | depositphotos.com

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Secretary to the Billionaire Bear

About the Author

Secretary to the Billionaire Bear

Anxiety bubbled up in my throat as I got off the subway. I was suddenly terrified about what I was on my way toward. I’d never done anything like this before, why did I think I was ready to do it now? I was going to get in trouble, I was going to make a fool of myself. Regret filled me as I approached the double glass doors and I almost ran away, but I took a strong breath in and stepped inside.

My first day as Mr. Graham Hartley’s secretary was about to begin.

Being a secretary was never my goal when I graduated from Cornell a month ago. I had a degree in anthropology and I still had hopes of returning for my masters and maybe even my PhD, but right now I needed money. I loved my work, but competition for the few grants out there was fierce and I knew how I looked compared to the other candidates.

I was only twenty-one, a Christmas baby myself. No work experience to speak of, though I excelled in school.  A little shy, a bit overweight, and completely out of my element living in New York City, even after spending four years living in a one bedroom apartment with two roommates. I never really stood out, especially not in a city like New York, but somehow Mr. Hartley had seen something in me when I went for the interview.

I don’t know why I applied for it. Most of my friends were stuck working two or even three retail jobs post-graduation. The lucky ones got in at Starbucks — at least they had benefits — but I tried for the secretary position. Hell, it was the only one I’d even applied for.

When I got a call back I was already three weeks behind paying my roommate, Trish, my part of the rent. My parents had paid for my stuff until I graduated and then I was