My Boss Is A Lion

By Lizzie Lynn Lee

Rose Meyers, a struggling single mother of two, stumbles upon an unconscious man on her way home from an interview for a waitressing job. She calls for help and accompanies the handsome stranger to the hospital. When the man recovers, he’s impressed with the way that Rose handled the emergency and he offers her a job at his private investigation firm.

Joseph Sandford is a PI with a big secret. He is a former black-ops soldier whose DNA has been altered and combined with lion’s, making it possible for him to shift into beast form at will. The project was terminated when one of the subjects went rogue and killed half of the staff and scientists. Now, Joe and others like him live in hiding.

It doesn’t take long for Rose to fall hard for her hot new boss, but Rose is also concerned about him; he comes to the office battered and bruised and acts like nothing is wrong. Out of impulse, she tails Joe to find out what he’s up to and gets more than she bargains for…

Joe wonders what he’s doing when he hires Rose on a whim. Perhaps it’s the undeniable attraction he feels for his curvy new secretary, or maybe it’s something else. He tries to maintain professionalism between them but when Rose snoops too close to his secret, he just loses it. If a pair of handcuffs can’t keep her in line, maybe his lion can…

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lizzie Lynn Lee
• Release date: May 16, 2016
• ISBN: 9781533726339

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MY BOSS IS A LION

Lizzie Lynn Lee

Rose Meyers, a struggling single mother of two, stumbles upon an unconscious man on her way home from an interview for a waitressing job. She calls for help and accompanies the handsome stranger to the hospital. When the man recovers, he’s impressed with the way that Rose handled the emergency and he offers her a job at his private investigation firm.

Joseph Sandford is a PI with a big secret. He is a former black-ops soldier whose DNA has been altered and combined with lion’s, making it possible for him to shift into beast form at will. The project was terminated when one of the subjects went rogue and killed half of the staff and scientists. Now, Joe and others like him live in hiding.

It doesn’t take long for Rose to fall hard for her hot new boss, but Rose is also concerned about him; he comes to the office battered and bruised and acts like nothing is wrong. Out of impulse, she tails Joe to find out what he’s up to and gets more than she bargains for…

Joe wonders what he’s doing when he hires Rose on a whim. Perhaps it’s the undeniable attraction he feels for his curvy new secretary, or maybe it’s something else. He tries to maintain professionalism between them but when Rose snoops too close to his secret, he just loses it. If a pair of handcuffs can’t keep her in line, maybe his lion can…

First Edition 2016

©Copyright Lizzie Lynn Lee March 2016

Cover Art by (Lizzie Lynn Lee) ©Copyright (May/2016)

Edited by LinnieSarah Helpern

Proofread by Cassie Hess Dean

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This is a work of fiction. The characters, incidents and dialogues in this book are of the author’s imagination and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to actual events or persons, living or dead, is completely coincidental.

Table of Contents:

Summary

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

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Chapter One

Just as she was backing out of the cafe, Rose tripped over the doorstep and had to scramble to find her balance— she failed, and landed with a splash in a puddle of what she hoped was just water. Jesus H. Christ. She looked up to see the manager of the café watching her with a bemused expression. Fantastic, she thought, so much for that great interview. If I can’t even walk without tripping, I doubt they’re going to trust me with a tray full of food and drinks.

She shot the manager a sheepish smile as she got up off the pavement and shrugged as she turned to hurry away down the street, her cheeks burning with embarrassment. She was beginning to think that Cleveland was cursed, or that maybe it was just her. Rose sighed and looked down dolefully at the mud drying on her taupe kitten heels. They were the last hold-outs from her former life as a high-powered information technology specialist in Silicon Valley. Now there was nothing left to remind her of what she used to be, of how successful she had once been. This was turning out to be just the cherry on top of a terrible, terrible year.

Damn it, she swore under her breath, biting her lip to hold back the tears that had been fighting to break free ever since the big move. But Rose wasn’t someone who cried easily, and even though everything else in her life had changed recently, she wasn’t about to give in to her emotions now. So she stood there for a moment with her eyes tightly closed, taking a long, slow, deep breath and trying to remember why she had come here in the first place.

It wasn’t her fault that she’d been toppled from her position of power and comfort. It was his—her cheating, lying, thieving ex-husband Brent. Anyone should have seen the divorce coming from a mile away; they had gotten married too young to begin with... high-school sweethearts. Meant to be. But as they grew older, the stress of becoming parents and balancing between work and home life drove them apart.

Rose shook her head in annoyance as she trudged off towards the bus stop, remembering how angry Brent was that his little wife was more successful than he was. He couldn’t stand the fact that she made more money than he did, that she received repeated commendations while he toiled at a dead-end job. She tried to be the dutiful wife, assuring him that she didn’t mind being the main breadwinner and that his big break would definitely come sooner than later. She tried to be encouraging and supportive; playing down her successes to spare his pride, but he just couldn’t bear the idea that he was playing second fiddle to a woman. Brent complained that she was emasculating him, making him look bad in front of all his peers. Rose would nod silently, and began to resent him more and more.

It was a fight that raged on for years and ended disastrously. She counted her lucky stars that she had gotten sole custody of her two young daughters.

Rose slumped down onto a bench at the bus stop, looking up at the dark clouds knitting together overhead. Aww crap. Please don’t rain, please don’t rain, she murmured fervently.

Just then, a rumble of distant thunder rolled, and a soft mist of rain began to fall.

Wonderful, Rose groaned, fumbling in her purse for an umbrella. She opened it and held it above her head, watching the potholes in the road slowly fill with water.

She took out her cell phone and stared at the lock screen background. It was a candid photo of her daughters, laughing as they built a sandcastle at the beach. The sun was shining, the sky was blue, and the girls looked so blissfully happy. Rose wanted to dive into the photo and live there instead, forever carefree in paradise with her little girls. But instead, she tucked her phone back into her purse and looked around sadly at the gray, dreary surroundings of Cleveland, Ohio. Her wealthy friends back in San Francisco had begged her to stay with them and just crash at one of their massive houses until she could find her footing