Loved it! 😍

Never have the oft-told stories of the one who got away proved so somberly tender than in this gripping fiction!

Synopsis

New York assistant magazine editor Charlie Moreau never forgot the day the most popular guy in school, Will Russo broke her heart. Fortunately, she left that naive teenage girl behind in Belmont, North Carolina and reinvented herself. But when she encounters Will in New York nearly ten years later, she's stunned when he wants her to give him a second chance. Charlie has to decide if she should go all in or if she should continue to protect her heart from a guy who has a reputation for only caring about his own bottom line.

Nick Russo has always let his little brother, Will take the spotlight. But when he discovers that Will is pursuing Charlie Moreau, the girl he's secretly loved for years, Nick knows he needs to step up or he'll lose her forever. Good thing he's never been afraid of breaking the rules.

For every 30ish woman who happens to be single because she refuses to settle for anyone other than Mr. Right, they’re no stranger to the concept of the one who got away. 


In her romance novel with the same name, author Marissa Scolamiero paints a familiar picture of a girl — once insecure, timid and hiding behind glasses — evolve into a successful knockout living in the city of love, Manhattan. In Scolamiero’s seductive novel, that girl’s name is Charlie Moreau. While her bestie Teddy — a gay personal shopper working in Bloomingdale’s while he aspires to be the next Michael Kors and has a hand in her newfound fashion sense and wardrobe revamp — Charlie, an assistant editor for a fabulous lifestyle magazine in the Big Apple, still suffers from the same insecurities that haunt her from high school. The glaring one? Her refusal to let her guard down and live freely without the cloud of self-judgment hanging over her worried head.


While the dating scene proves fruitless, fate comes knocking as Charlie and her high school crush, by a stroke of serendipity, cross paths. Will Russo — who was the popular jock at their North Carolina high school who was only concerned with upholding his reputation as the ladies man who broke Charlie’s heart — is now the hot new legal counsel part from a hotshot New York City law firm representing her magazine against a case involving an employee who is suspected to be leaking information to a competitor. 


While Charlie plays hard to get, Will does his best to woo her as he’s allured by not only her unrecognizable good looks but her resistance to his charm (he insists something in her crystal blue eyes is what he’s after.) 


While getting to know each other again over drinks and dinner and exploring the possibility of more between them, the plot takes a sharp turn when Will’s once leather jacket-clad, bad boy brother Nick — now employed as a surgeon in a local hospital in their native hometown in North Carolina, and a type Charlie had sworn off back in high school roughly 10 years prior despite having shared a passionate kiss — is now pining for her too.


While Charlie unwittingly carries on intimate relations with the two of them unbeknownst to the brothers (the sexual tension is just too much for her to resist) sitations that jeopardize her livelihood and threaten her life test the validity of feelings of all involved. Will Charlie’s knight in shining armor be the risky brother who is not her typical type but someone who challenges her, or the guy she fell for in high school who she saw the good in that others didn’t?


In the case of former flames and would-be lovers, Scolamiero’s gripping romance novel rife with steamy love scenes and re-examined love inquiries — a must-read for hopeless romantics — begs the age-old question: do people really change, or just reveal their true colors?




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A seasoned journalist and editor, I've written for the weekly division of the North Jersey Media Group covering municipal government to arts and entertainment. Currently, I serve as the editor of DiningOut New Jersey Magazine and a correspondent with TAPinto.net.

Synopsis

New York assistant magazine editor Charlie Moreau never forgot the day the most popular guy in school, Will Russo broke her heart. Fortunately, she left that naive teenage girl behind in Belmont, North Carolina and reinvented herself. But when she encounters Will in New York nearly ten years later, she's stunned when he wants her to give him a second chance. Charlie has to decide if she should go all in or if she should continue to protect her heart from a guy who has a reputation for only caring about his own bottom line.

Nick Russo has always let his little brother, Will take the spotlight. But when he discovers that Will is pursuing Charlie Moreau, the girl he's secretly loved for years, Nick knows he needs to step up or he'll lose her forever. Good thing he's never been afraid of breaking the rules.

One

Brisk October air swept through the New York City subway

station. People hurried on and off the subway trains to get to

their destinations. The cool morning temperature forced many

of the travelers to hold their coats closer to their bodies or tighten up

their scarves, but nothing slowed them down. New York and its

inhabitants didn’t slow down for much of anything, a lesson that

Charlie Moreau learned very quickly when she’d moved to the city

more than five years ago.

Charlie came from Belmont, North Carolina, a small town where

everyone knew everyone and secrets didn’t stay secrets for long.

Mostly everyone who lived in Belmont never left, whereas Charlie

couldn’t wait to get out and had no plans of going back, unless it was

for a visit.

As Charlie made her way up the stairs of the subway station and

out onto the sidewalk, she quickly shoved her hands into her jacket

pockets before the cold could do any damage. It wasn’t even eight in

the morning and the streets were already bustling. Charlie loved how

alive New York was no matter the time of the day; nothing could

compare to it.

She hurried into The Grind, a small coffee shop she visited

almost every morning before going to work.

“Good morning, Louise,” Charlie said as she approached the

counter. The petite, elderly woman greeted her with a warm smile.

“Good morning, Charlie. Chilly out there today, isn’t it?”

“Yeah it is, but it’s supposed to warm up later.”

“Let’s hope so. Here’s your usual—large, non-fat latte with an

extra shot. I threw in a pumpkin muffin for you to taste,” Louise

said, handing her a small bag.

“You’re the best. How much do I owe you?”

“Three fifty. The muffin is on the house.”

“Are you sure?”

“Of course, enjoy.”

Charlie slid a five-dollar bill across the counter and smiled as she

walked over to her usual table. She slipped off her leather jacket and

sat down. Taking her first sip of her coffee, she smiled. She loved

starting her morning with a cup of Louise’s coffee.

Louise and her husband, Marty, opened The Grind in 1972. It

had started out as just a coffee shop, but over the last several years

they had upgraded the menu to serving simple food items such as

soups, salads, sandwiches, and baked goods like muffins. From the

first moment Charlie walked through the door five years ago, she felt

comfortable there.

She took another sip of coffee before pulling the muffin out of

the bag. She broke it in half and shoved a piece in her mouth. It was

perfect: moist, not overly spiced, and packed just the right amount of

sweetness.

When Charlie looked up, her best friend, Teddy, was walking

through the door.

“Woo! That cold air could chap even the most moisturized

skin!” he announced as he headed to the counter. “Good morning,

beautiful.”

“You’re too sweet to me, Teddy.” Louise smiled as she handed

him his coffee in exchange for a few dollar bills.

Teddy joined Charlie at their table and quickly unknotted his

scarf before sitting down. “Nice jacket you’ve got there.”

“Thanks. It helps when your best friend works in fashion and

basically commands your wardrobe.”

“This is true.” Teddy grinned.

Teddy Owens worked at Bloomingdales as a personal shopper

and as an assistant stylist on the fashion catalog for the store, but he

longed to have his own fashion line like his idol, Michael Kors. With

his talent, Charlie had no doubt that Teddy would one day be a

household name. All he needed was someone to give him the

opportunity to show his designs and the rest would fall into place.

Like so many people in New York, talent wasn’t really the issue: it

was being at the right place at the right time and finding the right

connections.

Not only did Teddy design beautiful clothes, but he was also beautiful to look at. His light brown hair was perfectly styled, his skin

was flawless, and his baby blue eyes sparkled. Teddy kept in great

shape and at almost six foot three, he could’ve easily been a fashion

model for any magazine. Today he wore gray trousers, a crisp white

button-down shirt, and a gray blazer with white and gray piping

around the collar and cuffs.

They met right after she moved to New York. Charlie was on

the bus when Teddy got on and took the seat right next to her. She

immediately noticed his snakeskin loafers and thought he had a cool

sense of style. He took one look at her faded denim shorts, T-shirt,

and flip-flops and said, “What country town did you roll in from?”

Charlie was stunned, but there was something in his eyes that made

her feel comfortable talking to him. As soon as she told him where

she was from, he happily welcomed her to Paradise, as he referred to

New York. He offered to act as her personal tour guide, and at first

Charlie was a little hesitant to accept help from a stranger, but she

trusted her gut and her gut told her that Teddy was a good guy.

Over the past five years, they’d become like two peas in a pod.

She couldn’t imagine life in New York without him. Teddy was

Charlie’s family away from home and she was his.

Charlie slid the other half of her muffin across the table.

“That had better be non-fat,” Teddy said.

“It’s not, but it’s from Louise, so eat it and we’ll do extra cardio

at the gym tonight.”

Teddy sighed and took a bite. “Wow, that’s an addiction waiting

to happen.”

She chuckled as she took another bite of her half.

“We can’t go to the gym tonight. We’re going to the opening for

Clove,” Teddy reminded her.

“Oh, that’s right.” Clove was a new bar that was opening in

Murray Hill near where Charlie lived. Their main attraction was their

rooftop bar.

“It’s going to be a perfect night for a rooftop party,” he

continued.

“Yeah, a toasty fifty degrees,” Charlie laughed.

“That Southern blood of yours still can’t handle the cold.”

She stuck her tongue out at Teddy before taking a sip of her

coffee. “Forget the weather. Do you know anyone who can get us

in?”

“His name is Kevin, and he’s a bartender trying to pay his way

through law school. He’s gorgeous, charming, the usual bartender

type. We met a few weeks ago when he was trying to pick out an

outfit for a job interview.”

“Naturally you helped him?”

Teddy nodded.

“Well, if he’s smart, he’ll snatch you right up.” Charlie smiled at

him.

“I guess we’ll find out.”

Teddy was the type who never committed to anyone. Rather

than get sucked into a relationship, he claimed he was only looking to

have fun, but Charlie knew he was just trying to protect his heart.

“How’s everything at wedding central?”

She rolled her eyes. Her oldest brother, Jason, was getting

married in the spring and her mother wouldn’t stop harping on the

fact that Charlie didn’t have a plus-one. Teddy was getting his own

invitation, so he wasn’t an option. “Last night my mother told me she

could fix me up with her friend’s nephew. I told her to forget it.”

“Maybe he’s a nice guy?”

“The last time she set me up, the guy spent the whole dinner

talking about himself and then flirted with the waitress right in front

of me.”

“Okay, so he was a jerk, but it wouldn’t kill you to put yourself

out there more.”

“I—”

Teddy held up his hand to cut her off. “Your problem is you fail

to recognize how gorgeous you are. You’re five foot ten—which is

model height by the way—you’ve got a great rack, you’re naturally

thin, your skin has the ‘I’m from the south so I always look tan’ glow,

that wavy, jet-black hair of yours makes you look like you’re from a

tropical island, and combined with those blue eyes—you’re a knock

out. Instead of working it, you try to pretend like you’re ordinary.

Honey, I hate to burst your bubble, but you are most certainly not

ordinary.”

Charlie had never thought of herself as pretty, let alone

gorgeous. She’d always been the tall, awkward girl with glasses and

her nose stuck in a book. Maintaining a low profile while she was in

school, she’d mainly hung around with her best friend since

kindergarten, Tess Carmichael, but unless someone had associated her with her brothers she’d been relatively unnoticed.

Jason, the oldest, was a star athlete. He excelled at just about any

sport he played, but football had always been his passion. He had

received dozens of scholarship offers for college and had ended up

choosing the University of Tennessee. After college, he went right

into the NFL draft and with a little bit of luck, was selected by their

hometown team, the Carolina Panthers. Six years later, he was still

playing for the Panthers and was having one of the best seasons of

his career.

Danny was also good at sports, but he wasn’t as dedicated to it

as Jason was. He preferred building things. He’d attended Georgia

Tech, where he’d studied architectural design. He now owned his

own company that he operated out of Charlotte.

Charlie had always focused heavily on her schoolwork in high

school, and soon received her own scholarship offers. Once she was

at Duke, she had focused on her dream to become a writer or editor

for a big-time magazine. She had been content to stick to her

bookworm, shy girl ways, but her roommate had been able to get her

to break out of her shell somewhat, convincing her to ditch her

glasses for contacts and wear a little bit of makeup.

However, it was Teddy who had revamped Charlie’s look. He’d

taught her how to do her hair and makeup, he’d shown her the types

of clothes that would accentuate her figure rather than hide it, and

he’d given her a crash course on grooming habits such as manicures,

pedicures, waxing, and even working out. Despite the new clothes

and better overall appearance, most days Charlie still felt like the

awkward, nerdy girl she’d always been.

Guys had always overlooked her, which had left her feeling like

that was the way it was supposed to be. She had made the terrible

mistake of believing that one of the most popular guys in high

school, Will Russo, actually liked her after they were paired together

for a school project, but that had turned out to be a cruel joke. After

that, she swore she would never open herself up to that kind of hurt

ever again, so she kept herself relatively closed off when it came to

men.

Her most serious relationship had been during her junior year of

college. She’d gone on a bunch of dates with a guy in her

communications class, and one night after returning from a movie,

Charlie invited him back to her dorm knowing her roommate was out. She’d decided he was a nice enough guy, which was why she

figured he was the perfect candidate to take her virginity. It had been

nice, but when things fizzled out between them, she wasn’t

heartbroken. Hoping that someone would want to stick around for

the long run, that kind of thinking was what got you hurt, especially

in Charlie’s experience.

Since she’d moved to New York, Charlie had dated here and

there, but mostly focused her energy on her career and her friends.

Dating usually meant drama, and Charlie refused to waste time on

drama. She figured when the right person came along, then she could

worry about it, but until then she had other things to keep her

occupied.

She stuffed her last bit of muffin into her mouth and washed it

down with coffee. “I appreciate the compliments, but I’m okay with

not having a date for Jason’s wedding. I’d rather just have fun and

not worry about having to babysit someone.”

“Well, maybe there will be a hot groomsman.”

“Yeah and if there is you’ll try to fight me for him.” They both

laughed. “So, what’s going on in the fashion world today?”

“I have a holiday photo shoot in Central Park. All white outfits

with green accents. It’s going to be very chic.”

“I have no doubt. “

“Speaking of clothes, what are you wearing tonight?”

“I don’t know yet.”

“Okay, well take pictures and send them to me for approval.”

Charlie nodded. “I’ll meet you there around eight?”

“Yeah, that’s perfect.”

“Well, I’ve got a staff meeting at nine thirty so I should get

going.”

They tossed their trash, kissed each other on the cheek, waved

goodbye to Louise, and headed to their respective offices.


Across town, another New Yorker had already started his work day.

Will Russo sat at the conference table at Bender/Infeld, one of the

largest corporate law firms in the city. His boss, Derek Martin, was

one of the most successful lawyers at the firm, and Will was lucky

enough to be his associate. Will was originally from Belmont, North Carolina, a small town just outside of Charlotte. Despite his Southern roots, he loved the

fast-paced lifestyle of New York City. He grew up in a big, Italian

family with an older brother and two sisters, both older and younger,

and as much as he loved them, Will had wanted a life of his own

away from his family. He’d moved to the city after high school to

attend Fordham and then went on to Fordham Law. After

graduation, he had an internship lined up at GQ’s corporate office,

and in less than two years, thanks to a lot of hard work and excellent

letters of recommendation, Will got a job at Bender/Infeld. When he

had his recruiting interview with Derek, they instantly clicked. Derek

had been with the firm for about ten years. He was smart,

resourceful, a little cocky, and demanding, but Will respected him. He

hoped to build a successful reputation like Derek’s one day.


Will looked across the table at their opposing council and their

client. They were whispering amongst themselves and appeared like

they were trying to make some kind of decision.

“Gentlemen, let’s cut to the chase. Your client wrongfully

terminated our client because he didn’t want to put a female in a

managerial position. He unfairly passed her over for a job that she

was more than qualified for and when she voiced her concerns, your

client fired her for insubordination. We have signed affidavits from

ten other women in the company who were also passed over for

promotions so unless you want to drag this out and have your client

be forever known as a sexist pig, I suggest that you have him sign the

papers, pay her the damages of $1.5 million and we can move on with

our lives,” Derek told them.

The attorneys whispered to their client once more, he nodded

and then picked up the pen to sign the settlement papers. The client

scowled but the grin never left Derek’s face. They pushed away from

the conference table and started to leave.

“Always a pleasure to see you,” Derek said as they filed out of

the room. Will looked over and saw their client, Rebecca Parker,

beaming.

“Thank you both so much,” she said. “This money will more

than help me start over, but more importantly you saved my

reputation. Now I don’t have to worry about not getting hired

because Howard gave me a bad recommendation.”

Will looked at Rebecca and felt a swell of pride. He had been the one that convinced Derek to take her case. She had worked as a sales

associate at Bradley Foods for over twenty years and was more than

qualified to go into a management position. Her supervisor told her

that she wasn’t management material and when she started asking

around, she found out that her manager was told not to promote

females. Once she had gathered enough information, she went to

Bender/Infeld looking for help. Will had to show Derek that they

had enough of a case against Bradley Foods before Derek would

even listen to him, but he’d managed to convince the other women

to come forward to prove that Bradley was discriminating against

their female employees. Will knew he was lucky that Derek allowed

him to be so hands-on. Many other associates weren’t trusted to find

worthwhile cases and instead got stuck with the grunt work.

They walked Rebecca out to the reception area and said their

goodbyes.

“That was a good win,” Will said.

“They knew they were backed into a corner, and they weren’t

going to run the risk of this going public. You did well in convincing

the other women to come forward.”

“Thank you.” Will grinned.

“As a reward, I’ve decided to give you your first solo client.”

They entered Derek’s office, a spacious corner suite with a

gorgeous view of Manhattan.

“Seriously?”

“Yes, seriously.” Derek unbuttoned his very expensive suit jacket

and sat down at his desk. Will took a seat across from him. “NYC

Lights magazine just hired us as their legal counsel. Tomorrow

morning you’re going to go meet with their editor-in-chief. Someone

has been supposedly leaking their stories to their competitor, Empire

Magazine. They want all of their employees to sign confidentiality

agreements so they’ll think twice about leaking information. They

think some legal muscle will keep everyone in line.”

Derek handed Will a folder. “Okay, I can do that,” Will said.

“I’ll have more details for you later.” Will sat there looking

through the folder. He’d have it memorized by tomorrow.

“Do you plan at staring at that all day, or do you plan on going

to do some work?”

Will jumped up. “Yes, sorry. I’m going.” He turned back and

faced Derek. “Thanks a lot for this. I won’t let you down.” Derek nodded and Will left his office feeling like this was the start of good

things to come.

As he headed back to his cubicle, he couldn’t help but think of

his father and what he would say about this turn of events. Sal Russo

had also been a lawyer, but rather than doing battle in the corporate

world, he’d had a small practice in their hometown. He loved the law

and also loved helping people. Will remembered how proud his

father was when he’d told him he’d been accepted to law school.

Even though Will never expressed any interest in returning home to

join his father’s law firm, his father had been proud that he was

following in his footsteps.

It had been a little over a year since his father had died, although

it felt like it had just happened. He could still remember getting the

call from his older sister, Laura, telling him he needed to get on the

first flight home. Their father had suffered a massive heart attack and

was gone. Everything after that was a blur. Will didn’t remember

booking his plane ticket or even being on the plane, all he

remembered was his sisters picking him up at the airport and the

empty feeling when he walked into his parents’ house knowing that

his father wasn’t coming back. He shook his head at the memory.

There was no time for dwelling. Will went back to work to focus on

his future.


Charlie stepped off of the elevator on the twenty-sixth floor and

walked through the door for NYC Lights. She said good morning to

her coworkers as she made her way to her desk. As an assistant editor

she didn’t have her own office, but rather her desk was in the area

right outside her boss’ office.

She dropped her bag on her desk and noticed her phone was

flashing with voicemail messages. There was also a large stack of

papers on her desk that she knew she needed to get through today.

Their holiday issue was due before Halloween so Charlie had to make

sure they stayed on schedule and reviewed everything they wanted to

get in the issue.

“I am swearing off dating!” a voice announced. Charlie looked

up and saw her coworker and friend, Morgan, standing in her doorway. “Good morning to you too. What happened?”

“I went on a second date with that guy I met on Match.com, you

know, the financial adviser? We were having dinner, everything was

going fine and then one of his ex-girlfriends walks into the restaurant,

and he started talking to her like I wasn’t even there! Can you

imagine? After ten minutes of that, I got up and left. He didn’t even

seem bothered by my leaving! Ugh!” Morgan tossed her long, reddish

hair over her shoulders and sighed.

Morgan was petite compared to Charlie at five foot four with a

few extra curves on her. Her bright green eyes were her best feature,

which went perfectly with her peaches and cream complexion.

Morgan was a native New Yorker and loved the fast paced, high

stress, competitive nature of magazine publishing. At twenty-four,

she was one of the youngest assistant editors and Charlie had no

doubt that she would make her way up the ranks quickly.

“Well, clearly he was an idiot and that has nothing to do with

you. You’re a catch! Any guy would be lucky to have you.”

“Right now I’d like to curse the entire male sex on principle

alone.”

Charlie chuckled. “I can understand your sentiment on that.”

“Anyway, do you want to go to spin class with me tonight and

then go eat really inappropriate food that we can justify by the fact

that we went to spin class?”

“Normally, I’d love to eat really inappropriate food with you, but

I’ve got that opening at Clove with Teddy tonight.”

“Oh that’s right! Leave it to Teddy to have a way in,” Morgan

laughed. “Okay, well then I guess I’ll agonize alone and get it over

with. I’ll see you at the staff meeting.”

Morgan turned to walk out, but Charlie called after her, “Hey

Morgan, don’t let this get you down, seriously.”

“Thanks. I’ll see you later.” Charlie smiled as her friend walked

away.

She sat down at her desk and began listening to the voicemails.

Her boss walked in just moments after Charlie hung up the phone.

“Good morning, Jamie.”

“Morning. I would’ve been here sooner but Olivia couldn’t find

her pink headband and was refusing to go to school without it.

Luckily, it just fell behind her dresser so crisis averted.”

Charlie followed Jamie into her office as she tossed her bag on her chair and hung her coat on a rack in the corner. “I know we have

a lot to get through for the holiday issue so I wanted to get here well

before the staff meeting, but the headband took precedence.” Jamie

shook her head and sighed.

“It’s okay, I’ve got a list of our potential topics for the issue and

I’ve already got calls in for tickets for various events.”

“Thank you for always being on the ball. I know you understand

the importance of the holiday issue.”

Charlie nodded. “We’ve got a lot of great stuff to showcase this

year; it’s going to be amazing.”

Jamie took a seat and began looking through the paperwork on

her desk. Charlie handed her a few of her messages and then gave her

a minute to get situated.

She knew she was very lucky that she’d been assigned to Jamie.

Jamie Dunn was the editor of the attractions section of NYC Lights

and she allowed Charlie to be very hands on. In the year and a half

Charlie had worked under Jamie she had learned so much. Jamie

made a point of asking Charlie’s opinion as well as taking her to

events and venues they were reviewing so she knew questions to ask

or things to look for when doing a review.

Even though she was less than ten years older than Charlie,

Jamie managed a high-stress, heavy workload and never missed her

kids’ dance recitals or soccer games.

Jamie’s daughter, Olivia, was ten with the personality of a

twenty-five-year-old and her eight-year-old son, Henry, was a ball of

energy. She and her husband, Michael, had a well-balanced marriage

from what Charlie could see. If Jamie had to work late, Michael was

always there to pick up the kids or cook dinner, and if Jamie needed

to stay home, she brought work with her and had Charlie keep her

informed on the important things happening at the office.

Charlie looked to Jamie as a role model, personally and

professionally, and hoped that one day she could balance being

successful and having a family, too.

“After the staff meeting, you’ve got a meeting with the art

department to discuss the space and layout for the holiday issue,

that’s at ten thirty.”

“Okay. Did you call Roger over at Radio City Music Hall?”

“Yes, he’s got our names on the list for the previews of the

Christmas Spectacular. The tickets should be in by the end of the week.”

“Perfect. That’s going to be one of the big ones.”

“Well, it is the Rockettes’ eighty-fifth birthday, so it’s kind of a

big deal,” Charlie chuckled.

“I’d say so.”

“Do you want your usual coffee before the meeting?”

Jamie’s eyes lit up. “Yes, that would be fantastic.”

Charlie smiled and walked out of Jamie’s office. She knew that

her boss functioned better when she was fully caffeinated. Charlie

never passed up caffeine and knew with a long day ahead she could

do with an extra cup herself.


Nothing could have prepared the staff of NYC Lights for what was

waiting for them in the conference room. Phil Mulder, their editor-inchief,

who was known for his calm demeanor, looked rattled, which

was understandable considering he had all six members of the board

standing behind him. He informed them that the magazine had hired

new legal counsel because there was fear that someone was leaking

information to Empire, their competition. The leaks had resulted in

poor sales numbers over the past several months.

When Charlie tried to consider who would do something like

that her mind immediately went to Hannah Masterson, the assistant

to the fashion editor, Miranda Adams. Miranda was a former model

who had started writing fashion columns for Vogue in the early

nineties and then decided she wanted to have a more serious career in

publishing and came to NYC Lights. Her opinion was greatly

respected, and she had more contacts than all the other editors

combined, even if she wasn’t known for being warm and fuzzy.

Hannah idolized her and in turn acted like she had the same clout as

Miranda. They didn’t call her the “Ice Queen” around the office for

nothing.

Hannah had fought and clawed her way to be Miranda’s

assistant, and despite Charlie’s dislike for her, she had always done a

good job for Miranda. Still, she couldn’t shake the feeling that

Hannah would be willing to sell out NYC Lights if there was a big

reward waiting in the wings. Charlie would have to keep her eyes and

ears open from now on.


About the author

Marisa Scolamiero is a New Jersey girl with a country soul. When she isn't rocking out at a country concert with a whiskey in hand, she can be found cheering on her beloved New York Yankees. She also loves cooking and enjoying a great glass of red wine with her big, loud, Italian family. view profile

Published on January 08, 2019

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