What came first? The princess or the shoes? And does it really matter?
Thereās a lot of baggage attached to that answer.
My name is Margaux Asher. Yes, that Margaux Asher. The attitude icon. The bitch in the latest heels. The princess of the PR gameāat least until last winter, when Mommie Dearest revealed a secret sheās been hiding since birth. My real father is one of the worldās richest men. Dream come true, right?
Like I saidā¦baggage. And now, Michael Pearson wants to help open it.
Michael. My six-foot-three, golden god of a dilemma. Heās patient, indulgentāand donāt get me started on his passionābut he wants too much. He wants the secrets. What would he say if he really knew them? What would he do if he learnsā¦Iām no perfect princess?
Someday, my princess will comeā¦
The apple never falls far from the tree? Depends on who you ask.
Iām Michael Pearson. Son of an apple farmer. Now, Iām working for one of the countryās most prestigious PR firmsā
And Iām the sap whoās fallen for the bossās daughter.
It doesnāt matter that the rest of the world vilifies Margaux. I see sheās just a terrified girl, yearning for a place where sheās lovedābut every time I volunteer for the job, she pushes away. It makes me more determined to give her a magic kiss, setting her free to finally see the truth.
I donāt want her to be perfect. I just want her to be mine.
What came first? The princess or the shoes? And does it really matter?
Thereās a lot of baggage attached to that answer.
My name is Margaux Asher. Yes, that Margaux Asher. The attitude icon. The bitch in the latest heels. The princess of the PR gameāat least until last winter, when Mommie Dearest revealed a secret sheās been hiding since birth. My real father is one of the worldās richest men. Dream come true, right?
Like I saidā¦baggage. And now, Michael Pearson wants to help open it.
Michael. My six-foot-three, golden god of a dilemma. Heās patient, indulgentāand donāt get me started on his passionābut he wants too much. He wants the secrets. What would he say if he really knew them? What would he do if he learnsā¦Iām no perfect princess?
Someday, my princess will comeā¦
The apple never falls far from the tree? Depends on who you ask.
Iām Michael Pearson. Son of an apple farmer. Now, Iām working for one of the countryās most prestigious PR firmsā
And Iām the sap whoās fallen for the bossās daughter.
It doesnāt matter that the rest of the world vilifies Margaux. I see sheās just a terrified girl, yearning for a place where sheās lovedābut every time I volunteer for the job, she pushes away. It makes me more determined to give her a magic kiss, setting her free to finally see the truth.
I donāt want her to be perfect. I just want her to be mine.