Showing results for "Job" in Romantic Comedy

When designer Amber Wyatt gets the opportunity to project manage a lucrative contract with The August Room, an exclusive and glamorous private members' club, she can't wait to get started. That is, until she meets handsome managing director Finn Hawthorne. Finn has no respect for her hard work, continuously undermines her, and, worst of all, has the uncanny ability to charm everyone he meets. Everyone except her.

Laurel Brook is not sick. Sure, she just fell into a shelf of Noodle-Os at the grocery store and startled the unsuspecting patrons, but she's definitely not sick. The problem is, the hot doctor who just caught her in his arms after she lost her balance? He doesn't agree. Dr. Lachlan Cade can tell Laurel needs help, and even if it means bending the rules, he's going to give it. Laurel is just as determined never to rely on a man again, but that's a hard vow to keep.

Dear Grumpy Horrible Boss, You suck as a lawyer. I don't even know how you passed the bar. Or how you sleep at night taking clients like Jack Whittington. Just in case you didn't know, you can't fire me just because I have a part-time job working bachelor parties. What I do on the weekend is none of your business and not a part of my employment contract. If I want to go back to wearing coconut bikinis and popping out of cakes, I can. As soon as I get my big break as an actress, I will be leaving your employ. I am literally counting down the days.

A vampire for centuries, Frederick is tired of living in shadows. To that end, he hires the best and brightest scientists to find a way to help him tolerate the sun without losing the benefits that come from being a master of the night. One of them succeeds. Frederick gets to feel the sun’s rays on his skin without barbecuing. He is reminded of how it feels to be human.

Sebastian Prescott once had it all. A promising career as an Olympic-bound snowboarder, money, and a bright future. But a devastating knee injury sent him on a decade-long downward spiral, capped off by losing his prestigious job. And Sebastian places the blame for getting fired entirely on the shoulders of Kayla Bristowe, the woman who worked directly under him—and the subject of his fantasies.

Peter Williamson, investment director at Aardvark in London, is in trouble! The investment he led into Riverjack Crypto looks doomed when the notorious founder kills himself (and his finance director) in a bizarre car crash! Peter's boss, Gordon, is on the hunt, seemingly not just for him but for superstar Susannah. Meanwhile, the firm's suave lawyer, Tom, is permanently distracted by Peter's delectable PA. When everyone descends on a hotel for the meeting—and at night attempt to descend on each other—total mayhem ensues. This is the world of venture capital—fully exposed!

Da in der Kanzlei Annas unmittelbare Enttarnung als Telefonsexgöttin durch den F...-Harald droht, macht sie sich kurzerhand auf die Suche nach einem neuen Job. Aber das entpuppt sich als ziemliche "Mission Impossible", denn gute Jobs sind ebenso rar wie Millionäre mit Hang zu ausgefallenen Sexspielchen.

Top-tier lawyer Zev Brady is not in control. Ever since a half-naked heiress fell out of a tree and onto his head, the carefully crafted order in his life has gone berserk. One moment, he was at a wedding his bossy sister, Azura, had forced him to attend, and the next, he had Isla Valehart in his arms. Now, the paparazzi have popped up out of nowhere, and they've caught him with a mostly naked millionaire darling in his arms. And if that wasn't bad enough, Azura insists there's only one solution to the problem: Fake date Isla Valehart until the paparazzi leave her alone.