Hate the Player: An Enemies-to-Lovers Romantic Comedy (The Hollywood Collection) by Max Monroe

“Roses are red, violets are blue, stay away from Andrew Watson’s *ahem* because no other women ever do.” That’s quite the way to start a conversation at a casual lunch, huh? Grilled chicken, French fries, and pelvic-fatigue, oh my! And that’s not even the worst of it. My friend Raquel didn’t pull any punches when she warned me about my brand-new costar and his notoriously player-esque ways. Apparently, my most important mission on my first role in a feature film is to stay immune to his charms. Are you kidding me? Production costs on this movie are in the hundreds of thousands a day, and staying away from a panty-whispering, vajayjay-charmer is supposed to be at the top of my list? Pfft. Puh-lease. It doesn’t matter that he’s annoyingly attractive, uber rich, crazy famous, and lusted after by ninety percent of the female population; Andrew Watson is trouble with a capital T—especially for a woman like me. As a preventative measure, I’ve decided to go ahead and hate him. Don’t worry, you guys, I’m completely in control. There’s absolutely Read more