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Trope: Billionaire
 
Impending, inevitable heartbreak never felt so good...

The first time I met Damien Baxter I told him to go eff himself.
The second time I met him, I almost slapped him across the face after he made me cry.
Third time’s a charm, right?
Wrong.
But I have no choice, I’m stuck shadowing him at his company for the next two months. And if I want to achieve my dream of getting into the Ph.D program I've worked toward my whole life, then I’m going to have to suck him up.
It.
Suck it up.
If he has his way though, the only thing I’m going to be learning from him is how to have my body utterly and completely ravaged and my heart broken.
It sounds like a disaster just waiting to happen.

So then why can't I say no?