Arrogant Boss by Olivia HayleMy rating: 3 of 5 stars
Arrogant Boss was the first book that I have read by Olivia Hayle, and I found it to be an an ok read. Emily and Julian were attracted to one another early and took time to act on their feelings. Emily was reserved about her relationship with Julian, due to working for his business. Julian wanted no secrets and it took time for them to get on the same page. The romance was sweet and I liked the secondary characters as well. A shame it didn’t blow me away liked I hope but I enjoyed being in the world. I will definitely try another read by Olivia Hayle again.
Title: Arrogant Boss
Author: Olivia Hayle
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Published: June 17, 2019
Julian Hunt is a legend. A tech billionaire and a playboy philanthropist.
He’s not someone you meet, not without a six-month wait. Except I did—and not in that sweet, meet-cute kind of way. I wish.
No, I manage to run head-first into Julian Hunt in a nightclub. It’s the spill-my-drink-over-his-suit kind of headfirst, the break-my-heel kind.
But the arrogant bastard doesn’t leave. No, he carries me to my car. He implies that I fell on purpose to catch his attention—how dare he!—and after I’ve chewed him out, he asks for my number.
I don’t expect to see him again. After all, lightning doesn’t strike twice. Except it does, when Julian’s involved. Because when I walk into a business negotiation the next day, who’s sitting on the other side?
Julian Hunt.
He’s wearing a smirk and a perfectly tailored suit, and he’s not there to play. He dominates. I walk out of the negotiation having—somehow!—been offered my dream job. It's an offer far too sweet to refuse.
But if there’s one thing more intimidating than Julian Hunt at a nightclub, it’s Julian Hunt as a boss. A persistent, dominant, sexy-as-hell boss.
He might have decided that we’d be perfect together, but I won’t be tempted by his broad shoulders and wicked tongue.
Julian might be a hunter.
But I refuse to become prey.
He’s not someone you meet, not without a six-month wait. Except I did—and not in that sweet, meet-cute kind of way. I wish.
No, I manage to run head-first into Julian Hunt in a nightclub. It’s the spill-my-drink-over-his-suit kind of headfirst, the break-my-heel kind.
But the arrogant bastard doesn’t leave. No, he carries me to my car. He implies that I fell on purpose to catch his attention—how dare he!—and after I’ve chewed him out, he asks for my number.
I don’t expect to see him again. After all, lightning doesn’t strike twice. Except it does, when Julian’s involved. Because when I walk into a business negotiation the next day, who’s sitting on the other side?
Julian Hunt.
He’s wearing a smirk and a perfectly tailored suit, and he’s not there to play. He dominates. I walk out of the negotiation having—somehow!—been offered my dream job. It's an offer far too sweet to refuse.
But if there’s one thing more intimidating than Julian Hunt at a nightclub, it’s Julian Hunt as a boss. A persistent, dominant, sexy-as-hell boss.
He might have decided that we’d be perfect together, but I won’t be tempted by his broad shoulders and wicked tongue.
Julian might be a hunter.
But I refuse to become prey.
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