Her Three Bosses

Her Three Bosses MOLLY EDEN Her Three Bosses Text Copyright © 2023 by Molly Eden All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the publisher except for the use of brief quotations in a book review. This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictionally. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or to actual events or locales is entirely coincidental. First printing, 2023 Publisher Molly Eden [email protected] MollyEdenAuthor.com Contents Molly Eden Books 1. Brooke 2. Lucas 3. Hunter 4. Brooke 5. Chase 6. Lucas 7. Brooke 8. Hunter 9. Chase 10. Lucas 11. Brooke 12. Hunter 13. Lucas 14. Chase 15. Brooke 16. Hunter 17. Brooke 18. Chase 19. Lucas 20. Brooke 21. Hunter 22. Chase 23. Brooke 24. Lucas 25. Hunter 26. Chase 27. Brooke 28. Lucas 29. Hunter 30. Chase Epilogue Molly Eden Books Other Reverse Harem/ Why Choose Romances You’ll Love Molly Eden Books To keep up with all of my new releases, visit my website and sign up for my mailing list: MollyEdenAuthor.com The newsletter features information on upcoming books and special offers. CHAPTER 1 Brooke I shouldn’t have checked my social media this morning, especially since I needed to be in the right headspace for my first day at my new job. But I did, so now I had to live with the consequences of seeing my ex-boyfriend, Dane, engaged to someone else. Someone who was visibly pregnant. After I broke up with said ex-boyfriend not that long ago. Like, maybe the conception of said baby happened when I was still with him. This was like the worst cup of coffee in the world. I was awake and alert, yeah, but drinking what tasted like gasoline first thing in the morning wasn’t worth the energy boost. I threw open my closet, which only had my professional clothes hanging up. Everything else was still in boxes. I’d only moved here last week for this job after licking my wounds while staying with my cousin Cody in New York City. I’d wanted to come back to Vegas, where I’d been an executive assistant before, but now I was doubting my decision. The city was big when you took in all the tourists, but what if I ran into him? And his fiancée and baby? I swallowed the lump in my throat. I was so over Dane. Seriously, what did I even see in him? But the pain was still there. It wasn’t even like we had a huge fight or a major conflict. He just “fell out of love with me as a person,” which was the worst possible thing to say. So it wasn’t him; it was me. As usual. “Ugh, whatever,” I mumbled to myself, plucking out a pencil skirt and button-down blouse. I pulled on my outfit and fell into autopilot, putting on tasteful makeup and putting my dark brown hair into a chignon. Or at least I attempted it, because my hair wasn’t behaving. Was it the dry air that was making my hair go absolutely insane, or was it just this shitty morning? And my mascara had gone missing, on top of all of it. I grabbed a can of iced coffee on my way out and got into my car. My heart nearly stopped as the engine turned over one too many times for my liking before my car came to life. I’d left it parked at a friend’s house while I was in New York, and my friend hadn’t driven it all that much. But at least it was still running. My commute was far from ideal, but turning down the rent at this place would have been an idiotic move. Plus, my friend Jamie was my roommate, and I needed all the friends I could get right now. My ex had drained me dry by asking me for money for his business, and a lot of our friends had gone with him in the breakup. I took a deep breath and let it out as I pulled out of our apartment’s parking lot. I was back on my feet again. My entire life wasn’t going to flip back into place overnight. I fought my way through traffic just to get to the highway, my stomach churning from a mix of coffee on an empty stomach and no breakfast. I’d been an executive assistant for most of my career, so I wasn’t that worried about the actual work. But I was worried about my bosses. I’d gotten the job from an employment agency, so I hadn’t actually met them before. All I knew was that there were three of them, and they were billionaires. “Come on,” I said to myself as people drove the stupid speed limit in the left lane. I didn’t want to be late for the first day. But I was starting to believe that I’d woken up with a curse because I nearly got into a wreck when some asshole went from seventy miles per hour to twenty in the middle of traffic, then got stuck in even more standstill traffic near the strip. My stomach was growling so loudly that I had to press my hand to it to somehow quell the ache. I called Jamie, who saved my life by putting in a pickup order at the smoothie bar next to the casino’s offices. My car’s wheels squealed when I pulled into the employee lot, and I parked in the first spot I saw. I cursed myself for choosing to wear heels on my first day and hobbled to the smoothie bar. My smoothie was ready to go, thank goodness, and I rushed to the elevators. I was three minutes late. Not a huge deal, but I still didn’t like it. I booked it off the elevator and down the