Ladies' Man Exposed

LADIES’ MAN EXPOSED ALI PARKER STAR KEY PRESS CONTENTS Find Ali Parker Description Introduction Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16 Chapter 17 Chapter 18 Chapter 19 Chapter 20 Chapter 21 Chapter 22 Chapter 23 Chapter 24 Chapter 25 Chapter 26 Chapter 27 Chapter 28 Chapter 29 Chapter 30 Chapter 31 Chapter 32 Chapter 33 Chapter 34 Chapter 35 Chapter 36 Chapter 37 Chapter 38 Chapter 39 Epilogue Insider Group About the Author Copyright FIND ALI PARKER www.aliparkerbooks.com DESCRIPTION A serial womanizer ghosted by the hottest woman he’s seen? Yep. That’s my story. There’s nothing I can’t do, and no one I can’t have. Leaving women with a fake number after one hot night is my trick. And yet… this girl bested me. For the first time in a long time, I’m intrigued. She snuck out in the middle of the night while my dumbass was sleeping. If she was a guy friend, I’d high-five her for that move. Her loss. Until it’s mine too. Of all people to show up as a new marketing client for my firm, it’s this girl. The one I can’t stop thinking about. The one that exposed me for my horrid ways. Big problem though. Her father hates me. Good thing it’s his problem. I might have been a bachelor spreading my wild oats before, but now I’m a one-woman man. That is, if she’ll have me. Introduction Well hey there! Thank you so much for grabbing one of my books. I sure hope you love it. I’d hate to part ways once you’re done though. How about we stay in touch? We have a great family of readers on my Insiders Newsletter Group that you just can’t miss out on. We do exclusive giveaways, facebook parties, Christmas cards, event invites and sneak previews for this amazing group. And as a HUGE thank you for joining, you’ll receive a free book on me! Join the fam Here! CHAPTER 1 SEBASTIAN “That one,” Max Holloway said and quietly nodded toward a beautiful blonde with red painted lips and an ass that was perfectly round. “Nah,” I said with my eyes scanning the room. “I’m here for work. This is completely professional.” “When have you ever been professional?” Jax, Max’s twin brother, chimed in. “You know you are looking for a woman to get your rocks off with.” “This is a networking opportunity,” I reminded them both before sipping the scotch I was holding. “I’m not looking to get laid.” The brothers looked at each other and rolled their eyes. “I’m going to hand out some business cards,” Jax said. “Try and keep a leash on him.” “I don’t need a leash,” I muttered. “Just remember, we’re here to promote our business,” Max warned. “Don’t slink away just yet. And please, for the love of God, ask if she’s married. We do not need a repeat of last year.” “Do you guys really think I’m here to hook up?” I asked with only a hint of incredulity. “I don’t think you know how to go anywhere and not hook up,” he said, scoffing. “It just happens. Women fall into your lap.” “Literally,” I said, grinning. “Have you talked with that group? They look like they have money.” I nodded toward a group of men wearing cheap suits and trying to look like they were important. “Ah,” Max said. “That is a consortium of college buddies that started a furniture-building business.” “A what?” I asked. “When people buy stuff that requires assembly, they can hire those guys to put it together,” Max explained. “I already talked with them. I don’t think they have the funds to hire us just yet.” “We could put together a budget package,” I replied. “Something cheap. We’ll help them grow their business and then we can charge them more for the next contract.” “I gave them a card, but I’m not keeping my fingers crossed they’ll call,” he said. We moved through the ballroom of the hotel in search of potential clients. The conference was held every year. Business owners and entrepreneurs got together to share services. My company provided marketing expertise. We did some accounting and business law as well. We specialized in the little guy. When Max, Jax and I, along with a couple of our other friends, came up with the idea to start the company, we purposely aimed small. We decided it was better to have a hundred decent accounts instead of one or two big ones. If we lost a big account, we would be tanked. If we lost a couple of small accounts, it wouldn’t hurt nearly as bad. That strategy had worked. Our little company started in a tiny office in Queens ten years ago. It was nothing more than an idea and a lot of hope. The six of us busted our asses. We scoured the city for accounts. It wasn’t easy convincing business owners to give us their hard-earned money. We were a bunch of twenty-somethings fresh out of college. We didn’t really know what we were doing and lost a lot of money in the early days. Then it clicked. We figured it out. We each had our strengths and that was when things started to happen. Now, we were all very wealthy with eight figure net worths. Our office was in Manhattan in one of the nicer buildings. We operated on two floors with a full staff. We had made it. But we never stopped busting our asses, which was why we attended this event every year. The place was packed, which was great for us. There were always new faces every year, along with some of our current clients. Max and I made our way to the buffet and made ourselves plates before rejoining our table. “Where’s Spencer?” I asked when I noticed him missing