Successful entrepreneur Naomi moves next door to the guy who once ruined her life, only to find he doesn’t remember her, and that Oliver is no longer a troublemaking boy, but a kind-hearted man.

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Passion on Park Avenue

Naomi and Oliver's Love Story

Central Park Pact, Volume One

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  • This is PG-13 with "closed door" sex scenes.
  • This book is written in third-person, alternating the heroine and heroine's POV.

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An Oprah Magazine Best Rom-Com • “Upbeat, empowering, and will give you a Sex and the City vibe from page one.”– Popsugar

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From the author of the New York Times bestselling Stiletto and Oxford series, the first in a sizzling new series following the unlikely friendship of three Upper East Side women as they struggle to achieve their dreams and find true love and happiness in the city that never sleeps.

For as long as she can remember, Bronx-born Naomi Powell has had one goal: to prove her worth among the Upper East Side elite—the same people for which her mom worked as a housekeeper. Now, as the strong-minded, sassy CEO of one of the biggest jewelry empires in the country, Naomi finally has exactly what she wants—but it’s going to take more than just the right address to make Manhattan’s upper class stop treating her like an outsider.

The worst offender is her new neighbor, Oliver Cunningham—the grown son of the very family Naomi’s mother used to work for. Oliver used to torment Naomi when they were children, and as a ridiculously attractive adult, he’s tormenting her in entirely different ways. Now they find themselves engaged in a battle-of-wills that will either consume or destroy them.

Excerpt

He impatiently flipped the folder open, scanning until he apparently found her name, because he said it out loud with gruff irritability. “Naomi Powell.”
Naomi inhaled ever so slightly and forced her expression into what she hoped was placid politeness and raised her eyes to his.
Her breath whooshed out again as her gaze collided with a searing one.
It wasn’t that the man was good-looking, although he was—distractingly so. Thick brown hair, a face with no hint of shadow to better show off the masculine edge of his jawline, broad shoulders . . .
And light blue eyes she’d know anywhere.
Mostly in her nightmares.
And memories.
Naomi thought she’d come today prepared for anything. *Anyone.*
But never had she let herself consider the possibility that her interview would be with Oliver Cunningham. Never had she imagined that the boy who’d tormented her mercilessly during their childhood would once again hold her fate in his hands.