In Stewart’s debut romance novella, a Wall Street battle rages between a young woman and her temporary supervisor—who also happens to be her boss’s son.
Kayla Hartman wants to be the best at what she does. The 27-year-old Brooklynite has earned her place at the prestigious Manhattan hedge fund Prescott Blake Investments. She hasn’t forgotten where she came from, however, and still sends money to her mother and younger brother, who live in a Kansas trailer park. When Kayla learns of an opportunity involving the French conglomerate Charbonneau, she sees a chance to make an impression with Samuel Prescott, her 75-year-old boss, whose own relentlessness made him a billionaire. He gives Kayla the go-ahead to research Charbonneau as an investment prospect, but there’s a catch: She must present him a preliminary report in three days, and she’ll be working under his 35-year-old son. The stuffy, Eton-educated James Prescott isn’t sure what to think of Kayla’s forthright determination, and before long, a passionate argument between the pair culminates in a kiss. James and Kayla then travel to France for a meeting that will determine the course of both their careers, but will they be able to ignore their undeniable chemistry? At fewer than 65 pages, divided into bite-sized chapters, this fiery novella is an ideal length for a beach read. It’s clear that Stewart has done her research regarding the inner workings of hedge funds, and she portrays that cutthroat world with a sense of assured confidence. However, her main characters aren’t nearly as nuanced, and their relationship feels rather underdeveloped. Indeed, Stewart seems much more focused on the nitty-gritty of the finance world than she is on Kayla and James.
A workplace romance that might have been improved with deeper character detail.