Libro : El Amor Pende De Un Hilo / By A Thread - Score,...

-Titulo Original : El Amor Pende De Un Hilo / By A Thread

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Ediciones B

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Una de las novelas romanticas mas virales de Lucy Score, la autora favorita de muchas lectoras de BookTok. Un romance lleno de pasion y ambientado en una oficina. Un heroe gruñon decidido a salirse con la suya y una heroina osada que empieza a preguntarse si bajo los increibles chalecos de su jefe se oculta un corazon de oro. Dominic: La despidieron por mi culpa. Tenia un mal dia y lo pague con una persona inocente en una pizzeria. Pero Ally Morales no tiene nada de inocente, y lo demuestra durante el primer dia en su nuevo trabajo... en mi oficina... despues de que mi madre la contrate a mis espaldas. Puede que su personalidad alegre ilumine la redaccion de la revista, puede que me guste que discuta conmigo delante de todos y puede que sus ojos marrones y su lengua afilada se hayan adueñado de todas mis fantasias, pero ella es solo un puzzle que quiero resolver. Y si consigo que dimita, quiza tenga via libre para conocerla... Despues podre dedicarme a restaurar el buen nombre familiar y olvidarme de esa morena a la que le encanta bailar y beber cerveza. Ally: Ja. Ni lo sueñes, gruñon. ENGLISH DESCRIPTION From the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of Things We Never Got Over. Dominic was staring at me like he couldn’t decide whether he loathed me or wanted to French kiss me. Dominic: I got her fired. Okay, so I’d had a bad day and took it out on a bystander in a pizza shop. But there’s nothing demure about Ally Morales. She proves that her first day of her new job…which just happens to be in my office….And I can’t fire her, because it’s my mother the CEO who hired her…technically, Ally doesn’t work for me, and she makes it clear she doesn’t have to listen to me either. So maybe her colorful, annoying, inexplicably alluring personality brightens up the magazine’s offices that have felt like a prison for the past year. Maybe I like that she argues with me in front of the editorial staff. And maybe my after-hours fantasies are haunted by those brown eyes and that sharp tongue. But that doesn’t mean that I’m going to be the next Russo man to take advantage of his position. I might be a second-generation asshole, but I am not my father. She’s working herself to death at half a dozen dead-end jobs for some secret reason she doesn’t feel like sharing with me. And I’m going to fix it all. Don’t accuse me of caring. She’s nothing more than a puzzle to be solved. If I can get her to quit working here, I can finally peel away all those layers. Then I can go back to salvaging the family name and forget all about the dancing, beer-slinging brunette. Ally: Ha! Hold my beer, Charming.