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  Table of Contents

  Boardroom Bride

  Also By Naughty Angel Publishing

  Dedication

  Author’s note

  Table of Contents Instructions

  Press Release

  Press Release

  Press Release

  The Capitalist Chronicle

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  The Capitalist Chronicle

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  The Capitalist Chronicle

  Chapter 15

  Chapter 16

  Chapter 17

  Chapter 18

  Chapter 19

  Chapter 20

  Chapter 21

  The Capitalist Chronicle

  Chapter 22

  Chapter 23

  Chapter 24

  Chapter 25

  Chapter 26

  Chapter 27

  The Capitalist Chronicle

  Chapter 28

  Chapter 29

  The Capitalist Chronicle

  Chapter 30

  Chapter 31

  Chapter 32

  Chapter 33

  Chapter 34

  Protein Shake

  Brittney vs. Banker

  Head Hunter

  Lust Muscle

  The Biggest Licker

  Kim vs. Stepbrother

  Jailbait

  Stories From The 6 Train

  Boardroom Bride

  A Fake Fiance Secret Pregnancy Romance

  By Alexis Angel

  Copyright 2018 by Naughty Angel Publishing

  All rights reserved

  This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or persons is entirely coincidental. This work is intended for adults only.

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  Also By Naughty Angel Publishing

  Abby Angel

  Men of the House

  Woman of the House

  Mergers & Acquisitions

  Profit & Lace

  Boxers & Briefs

  Secrets & Silk

  Goldicox

  Harem

  Show & Sell

  Alexis Angel

  Jailbait

  Red & Blue

  Wicked Lil Brat

  Python

  Men of the House

  12 inches

  Woman of the House

  The Virgin Market

  DILF

  Dirty Daddy

  Gambling For The Virgin

  Mr. President

  Profit & Lace

  Stories From The 6 Train

  24 Inches

  100 Days

  Cindersmellya

  The Biggest Licker

  Lust Muscle

  Princely Passions

  Offense & Defense

  Blessed

  Head Hunter

  Single TV Dad

  Brittney vs. Banker

  Cunning Linguist

  36 Inches

  Dirty Darcy

  Kim vs. Stepbrother

  Protein Shake

  Executive Engagement

  Dark Angel

  The Virgin Market

  Gambling For The Virgin

  Buyer’s Market

  Hostile Work Environment

  Murder/Love

  Three Beasts

  Seven Deadly Sinners

  Overtime

  12 Days

  10 Commandments

  Overworked

  Captive Bride

  Dedication

  To Leonard

  Author’s note

  Sometimes I can't believe the shit that big corporations end up getting away with.

  I left Wall Street behind years ago. Best decision of my life. I left for a lot of reasons-one of them being so I could write saucy romance novels for readers just like you, actually.

  But it wasn't just a matter of following my passion. I worked through some of the shadiest years of big business history, and some of the things that went down around me…no one comes out of that with a good opinion of humanity, babes. Corporate greed is real, and when you look its hungry green eyes for too long, you start learning a lot about the people around you-and about yourself, too.

  When I left, I wanted to make sure that kind of person wasn't someone that I could ever become.

  In the darkest places, we'll always find little pockets of light. I saw people in positions of power-some of whom were working for the very same liars and cheats who made me lose faith in the human race-use their power for good. I saw justice served-albiet not nearly as much as I liked.

  Maybe that's why I liked romance so much. After seeing both sides of that coin, I wanted to believe in something-and there's nothing more powerful in this world than love.

  This book might be about big business, but the characters inside it are all about that love. They're smart. They're savvy. They know exactly what they're doing in the boardroom and the bedroom…and when they come together, there's nothing that they can't accomplish.

  The best kind of love, in my humble opinion, is a love so strong that it can take down anything that tries to get in its way. When you're on Wall Street, there's no denying that money talks-but the heart wants what the heart wants, and when two people want each other the way that Elsa and Tanner do…

  Nothing can stop that kind of love. Not even every dollar and dime in the world.

  I hope you like this love story, Angels! Stick around-things are about to get executive-level steamy in all the right ways.

  Xoxo

  Alexis

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  Press Release

  Pretty Little Vixen Misunderstands Market Demands

  Tanner Sharpe, CEO of Pretty Little Vixen Lingerie, wouldn’t know how to spot what a woman wants if she smacked his perfect rich boy ass and called him daddy.

  At Dirty Little Angels, simplicity is a must. It allows for the divine feminine to shine, and the powerful sexual being within us to emerge. Elegant lace and delicate silk refrains from covering up our innate beauty and sensuality.

  As a woman, I understand what a woman wants and how she needs to feel; especially with putting on lingerie, it needs to strengthen and ignite our inner goddess, not smother it.

  It’s a shame other lingerie lines haven’t been able to capture that or understand the needs of a woman. Pretty Little Vixen is an exemplar of such absurd and blatant disregard of women’s sexuality.

  Tanner Sharpe’s pathetic attempts to understand women is evident, not just in his past and current collection as rumors have alluded to, but also in his incompetence in pleasing a woman himself.

  Experience proves how much he lacks in that department.

  And given some of his designs like the gaudy red and b
lack corsets and ruffled panties—in addition to the latex body suits, it is clear he is oblivious to women’s most basic erogenous zones.

  How does he expect a woman, or a man, to maneuver in and around those quasi-chastity belts? Or is that truly what he thinks will please us?

  How sad.

  Obviously, Pretty Little Vixen doesn’t know how to please women, just like the man who designs it.

  We know what we want, and Pretty Little Vixen—and Tanner Sharpe—are not it.

  Press Release

  Pretty Little Vixen Trounces Competitor Again

  CEO Tanner Sharpe is pleased to announce that lingerie conglomerate Pretty Little Vixen posted $1.8 million in sales for the last quarter.

  Judging by these figures—which handily outpaced our competitor Dirty Little Angels by a 28 percent margin—Pretty Little Vixen does know what women want.

  And we will continue to deliver to their every desire.

  Unlike our competition, PLV understands that women are multifaceted. While there is apparently a small market for the been-there-and-done-that white lace teddy look, women desire more than just the virginal schoolmarm type of lingerie.

  Instead of putting women in a narrow box, PLV has set itself apart from Dirty Little Angels by focusing on the desires that their headmistress, Elsa Blakely, has yet to recognize in women and ultimately, in herself.

  Pretty Little Vixen represents women who unleash their repressed and hidden desires—living out the fantasies they have been wishing and wanting to explore.

  Our bestselling line of latex playwear and breathable bodysuits are made to accentuate the female form and mold to their arousal. How does the negligee of Dirty Little Angels compare? Or are they to afraid to expose what is behind that white fabric?

  In an industry dominated by female executives, it is the male-led company that is leading the way by giving women the tools they desire to empower themselves in whatever way they want.

  There is no “simple” about white or delicate lace—Pretty Little Vixen illustrates how empowerment is innately feminine without any assumptions.

  But we must ask our competitor: What, and why, are you hiding behind that lace?

  Press Release

  Dirty Little Angel Denounces Pretty Little Vixen

  On a professional level, let us be clear: Dirty Little Angel is not hiding, nor has it ever. Frankly, it is hard to cover anything behind lace and silk. Pretty Little Vixen is apparently clearly unaware of that fact.

  For future reference, it would be in the best interest of PLV to never assume numbers and data are indicative of the satisfaction of a woman.

  To judge by figures means nothing. Though the market is currently in PLV’s favor, DLA understands that there are various factors motivating and manipulating these sales. The cause of these numbers is as complex as the women we are selling our lingerie to.

  How can we determine why someone would purchase a PLV body suit? Perhaps, for a costume party or a cruel prank? Who knows what sinister motivations might drive these sales?

  Formally, DLA suggests that Sharpe refrains from letting his Harvard ego get the best of him. Before he claims any authority over a woman’s body, he must be confident in knowing exactly what he is doing, and how he is doing it. As such, there needs to be more than numbers to support his claims.

  Lastly, my dear Sharpe, money is not the only way you can attract women, even if that is what you have been relying on personally.

  Unlike your previous transactions, business or otherwise, we will not be bought nor intimidated by your wealth.

  We, Angels, have much higher standards than Vixens—we require more substance in who we associate with.

  Taking into consideration his lackluster performance in both the boardroom and the bedroom, Tanner Sharpe should feel lucky to have warranted our attention at all.

  The Capitalist Chronicle

  Lingerie Lovers Brawl on National Television

  by Lis Langley

  New York—The stage has been dismantled, the cameras turned off, and the lacy lingerie has been safely packed away, but the ramifications from the epic battle between Dirty Little Angel CEO Elsa Blakely and Pretty Little Vixen CEO Tanner Sharpe are already being felt throughout the business world.

  The on-stage fight witnessed yesterday by New York’s fashionable set was certainly reminiscent of the fiery battles these two ex-lovers (Are they lovers? Well, that’s according to the rumor being batted around.) would routinely engage in when together in public a decade ago.

  As readers will recall, the Lingerie Lovers were hot and steamy for a time, mixing business with pleasure until everything—their joint business and their relationship—came crashing down.

  However, the dynamic duo can’t be blamed for the fall of Crooked Halo—disgraced founder Jackson Halo did that all himself by “dabbling” in tax evasion and insider trading.

  Fun fact: Halo’s whereabouts are still unknown. Where in the world could Jackson Halo be?

  But after Crooked Halo dissolved—the FBI raiding the corporate offices will do that—Blakely and Sharpe attempted to build their own lingerie company and run it together. This brief corporate endeavor ended with each executive going their own way and becoming rivals in the lingerie world.

  And rivals they remain, as everyone under the tent watching during the live televised special last night had attested.

  Apparently, there is no love lost between the two executives these days.

  While Blakely and Sharpe are more than likely mortified by their behavior, the TV audience couldn’t get enough. The special was the most watched show of the night, and clips of the fight have already been viewed an astounding 2.4 million times on YouTube.

  Unfortunately for our ex-Lingerie Lovers, Wall Street is not amused. The word rippling through the business world is that the board of directors for both Dirty Little Angel and Pretty Little Vixen are steaming mad at the young executives. The stocks for both companies opened at an all-time low this morning, while industry analysts are predicting sales to plummet as more and more companies pull out.

  This reporter wonders, could we have predicted such a fall out?

  Even though I find it refreshing to have young, vibrant professionals at the helm of the industry, some more experienced professionals in the cut-throat lingerie business question the wisdom of having not one but two seemingly unqualified—or at least underqualified— executives running clothing conglomerates.

  Blakely, an ex-runway model who knows what shows off the female form, and Sharpe, a Harvard grad, had seemed equipped for spearheading successful lingerie brands.

  And the quick success of Pretty Little Vixen supported that theory, although the stunt Sharpe pulled during the finale of competitor Dirty Little Angel’s fashion show looked more petty than professional. As did Blakely’s reaction.

  So, is this a case of inexperience?

  What will the boards suggest to right each company’s respective ships?

  Could we be looking at two unemployed lingerie CEOs left out in the cold with nothing but their skivvies—and possibly each other—to keep them warm at night?

  Don’t worry, dear readers; Lis Langley is on the case, and I intend to keep track of this ongoing drama between the Lingerie Lovers. Keep checking back for the latest details.

  Chapter 1

  Elsa

  I consider myself a zen, understanding person.

  But Tanner Sharpe?

  He can go eat shit and die.

  “Oh, fuck you, Elsa,” Tanner sneers at me. “I don’t know why you’re being such a bitch. I mean, I come here offering peace—”

  “At least you know what it feels like to come in my presence,” I counter. “Such a shame that the feeling can’t be mutual.”

  A flash goes off inches from me, blinding me with its brightness. And, just like that, I'm snapped back to reality.

  My ex and business rival, Tanner Sharpe, and I aren't hurling insults at each other in private this tim
e. No, we're on the biggest stage of the last night of the New York Fucking Fashion Week.

  Surrounded by TV cameras, the press, and everyone included in the list of Who’s Who in the world of fashion.

  Not only are these people witnesses to my most humiliating moment, but so is the rest of the world—and it’s all being broadcast LIVE.

  I notice in the corner of my eye, my board of directors are staring at us.

  No, make that angrily staring at us. Like, furiously angry. Angrier than I've ever seen them.

  Shit. This is not good.

  Okay. So shit looks bad, right? But let's back up a little, if only for posterity’s sake. Because this show—my show—started off as the greatest moment of my life.

  Except that Tanner was sitting in the audience, which is where every single problem began.

  * * *

  “I can't believe that jackass had the nerve to show up today,” I seethe. “He's trying to knock me off my game, Monique.”

  “That’s his game, babe,” Monique agrees.

  “Exactly. And I’m not let him rattle me. Not today, of all days.”

  Honestly, Monique is right—and I can believe it. It's typical of Tanner to crash my fashion show, and make it all about him.

  He’s God's gift to women, after all. At least, according to him.

  But I, and many other strong, confident women who’ve had the misfortune of dating the pig, know the truth.

  “You have to admit…you do think he’s sexy though.” Monique does her signature hair flip and I roll my eyes.

  Maybe I've been working her too much with all these long nights leading up to tonight's fashion show…because she’s obviously hallucinating. Tanner Sharpe is the opposite of sexy. Tanner Sharpe is like the inside of a college dorm room Hot Pocket—hot on the outside, dead cold within. I make a mental note to book her a day spa package as soon as this is over, because she’s obviously too exhausted to function.