Page 18 of Too Hard to Love


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But the billionaire only gazed at her with hooded lids. “I only said that to give you fair warning in advance.”

“Y-you—-”

“One of my secret hobbies,babe, is reading books. All kinds of books.”

In the act of yelling at him for once again acting like an arrogant asshole, Ilse snapped her mouth shut instead. The billionaire didn’t seem the type to lie about himself, which meant—-

He truly liked to...read?

Ilse wetted her suddenly dry lips.

A gorgeous man such as Jaak de Konigh...actually liked to read?

“And lastly...”

Goodness gracious, there was more?

The billionaire moved in for the kill.

“I’m fluent in five other languages.”

Ilse’s legs snapped together.

Shit, oh, oh, shit.

Because the billionaire was right, damn him.

What he did have to say turned her on.

“And now that I know how to seduce you...”

The billionaire’s mouth touched her ear, and Ilse’s eyes squeezed shut as her entire body burned.

“Be ready,babe.”

Chapter Four

Ilse’s cellphone started to ring at exactly five o’clock, and without opening her eyes, she blindly groped for her phone on the bedside table, swiping and punching the screen randomly until she was able to answer the call and put it on loudspeaker.

“Rise and shine,babe.”

Ilse’s heart skipped a beat even as her mind fought against the cobwebs of sleep. Who was calling her—-

The realization came to her.

Jaak de Konigh.

“What time is it?” she asked groggily.

“Five?”

Eyes still closed, she demanded in a mumble, “And you’re calling me now why?”

“Gloria told me you often worry about not being able to get up on time in the morning, so I thought I’d make myself useful.”

Right.

Her boss really had a big mouth...