Hate At First Sight by Mickey Miller

Have you heard the rumor about billionaire businessman Jack Wellington?
No, not the one about the number of the zeros in his bank account.
Or the unverified one the one about his special talent between the sheets.
It’s the one about Jack having a fling with his employee.
That would be me, Amelia Hansen.
Let’s back up for a moment, though. Let me tell you what I know about Jack…
Jack Wellington, Billionaire CEO:
Rich as sin.
Ripped as heaven.
A god in bed.
He’s as ruthless as he is handsome. He fired me and didn’t even think twice.
So how did I end up having a fling with him?
After a breakup, I needed a change, so I headed to Costa Rica for a yoga retreat.
I came to clear my head and forget about men for a while.
Instead? I met Jack. Our attraction was off the charts.
It wasn’t all instalove roses, and wedding bells, though.
There was the time we started hooking up and a monkey—yes a real live monkey—started watching us. (Does that count as voyeurism?)
Then there was the time we stayed up all night and started talking about a family, but my ex boyfriend reappeared to try to win me back.
So Jack took me in the shower and marked his territory.
This is the story about how I fell in love with the hot billionaire CEO who fired me.
It was hate at first sight.