MY RUDE NEIGHBOUR IS MY BILLIONAIRE BOSS
“I want to crush that stubborn pride of yours. That fierce independence? I’m going to strip it away until you only look at me.”
“You are insane,” I spat, trying to push against his iron chest. His large hands wrapped securely around my waist, lifting me effortlessly onto the cold executive desk, pinning me so I couldn't move an inch. His thumb brushed over my bottom lip, his dark eyes burning into mine.“
I spent six months listening to you through those thin walls, Ann. Hearing your voice, your anger, your breath. You think I’m going to let you walk away now that you’re finally under my roof?”
Before I could scream, his mouth crashed onto mine, his teeth digging lightly into my bottom lip. I gasped at the sudden rush of heat, and he used the opportunity to deepen the kiss, completely consuming my senses.
When fiercely independent Ann Sterling is forced by financial desperation to take a secretarial position at Vance International, she expects a grueling corporate job. What she doesn’t expect is to find that her new billionaire boss is "Arthur"—the arrogant, insufferable neighbor she spent six months fighting with in a low-rent apartment building. Adrian Vance, a cold tech tycoon hiding under a false identity to track down a corporate spy, committed to a fake playboy facade just to protect his empire. But when Ann unwittingly uncovers the dangerous leak, she is thrust straight into the crosshairs of a ruthless enemy. Forced into a high-security lockdown inside Adrian’s luxury penthouse, their bitter rivalry explodes into uninhibited, possessive desire. Moving from enemies to lovers, the two must navigate a deadly game of corporate espionage where her safety, his empire, and a love neither can deny are all on the line.
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Chapter: THE CARD THAT DOESN'T LIE"You need to bring him in," I said, already pulling on my shoes, adrenaline burning through whatever exhaustion had settled over me minutes earlier. "Now. Tonight. Not tomorrow, not after we've built a stronger case. Someone was in that room with a camera pointed at your bedroom, Adrian, and it traces back to his department.""I know." Adrian was already dressed, jaw set, moving through the penthouse with a controlled, focused urgency that reminded me of the man who'd traced a data packet through six shell servers months ago. "I've called building security to hold him if he tries to leave. I'm not handling this alone. I'm calling the police the second we have him in a room.""What if it's not actually him? What if he's being framed the same way Priya said Cole was being framed?""Then he'll have an explanation, and we'll listen to it." Adrian grabbed his keys, glancing at me. "But I'm done giving him the benefit of every doubt while you're the one who keeps ending up in danger because
Last Updated: 2026-09-20
Chapter: NO LONGER WATCHING FROM OUTSIDE"Get away from the windows."Adrian was already moving, pulling me off the couch, hitting a panel on the wall that sent heavy blackout shades sliding down over every pane of glass in the room with a low mechanical hum. Within seconds the penthouse had gone from open and exposed to sealed, dim, a fortress instead of a display case."How," I breathed, staring at the photo still glowing on my phone screen. "How is someone even seeing this high up? This building doesn't have a clear line of sight from the street.""Unless they're not on the street." Adrian's voice had gone flat, controlled fury replacing the openness from ten minutes ago. He crossed to his own phone, dialing security with hands that weren't quite steady. "Marcus. Get me a full sweep of every building within sightline of the penthouse. Now."While he waited for security to answer, he moved through the apartment methodically, checking each remaining window, each door, the practiced efficiency of a man who'd clearly run thro
Last Updated: 2026-09-16
Chapter: By the HourAdrian's penthouse occupied the entire top floor of a building three blocks from the office, all clean lines and floor-to-ceiling glass, nothing at all like the gritty studio I'd once known him in. I stood in the entryway for a long moment after security cleared us through, taking in a life I hadn't known existed underneath six weeks of hoodies and broken elevators."You can take the guest room," he said, setting his keys down on a marble counter. "It has its own lock, its own bathroom. You don't have to see me again tonight if you don't want to.""I don't know what I want tonight." I meant it honestly, exhaustion and fear and something else entirely tangled together until I couldn't separate one feeling from the next. "Adrian, I need to ask you something, and I need you to answer honestly, not carefully.""Ask.""Freya. The other women. From the apartment." I crossed my arms, needing something to hold onto. "What actually happened, all of it, not the version you gave me in the office
Last Updated: 2026-09-13
Chapter: SOMEONE'S BEEN FOLLOWINGWe left the café through a side exit, Adrian's grip firm on my arm, Marcus trailing close behind with the printout still clutched in his hand, none of us speaking until we were safely inside a black SUV that hadn't been there when I arrived twenty minutes earlier."Talk," I said, once the doors were locked and the driver had pulled into traffic. "Now. All of it.""Security did a routine sweep on executive vehicles this morning after last night's incident with the ghost account." Adrian's voice was tight, controlled in the way that told me how much effort it took to keep it that way. "They found a magnetic tracker on the undercarriage of your car. Professional grade. Not the kind you buy off a shelf.""How long has it been there?""Based on the battery degradation, at least a week. Maybe two." He glanced at Marcus, something sharp and assessing in the look. "Which means someone's known your exact movements for longer than any of us realized, including every place you've gone that you t
Last Updated: 2026-09-12
Chapter: WHAT MARCUS WANTS TO SAY"You shouldn't be here," Adrian said, low, the moment I told him about Marcus's text. "Not alone. Not until we know what we're actually dealing with.""He wants to meet at the coffee shop on Fifth. Public. Daylight tomorrow, not tonight." I held my phone out, showing him the message again, my hands finally steady after an hour of sitting in his office processing what the shipping data meant. "If he's dangerous, he's not going to make a move somewhere with witnesses and security cameras every ten feet.""People do reckless things when they think they're about to be discovered.""Then come with me. Not obviously. Somewhere you can watch without him seeing you." I met his eyes, steadier now than I'd felt in hours. "I need to hear whatever he's going to say. If he's guilty, I want to watch him lie to my face and know, for certain, exactly what kind of person I've been trusting. If there's somehow an explanation, I need to hear that too."Adrian was quiet for a long moment, something prote
Last Updated: 2026-09-10
Chapter: FURIOUS, AND RIGHTI didn't go home. I didn't call Marcus, didn't call Jess, didn't do any of the things a reasonable person does when they need to cool down after watching a glamorous stranger imply their almost-something has a long history of making women feel disposable.I opened the shipping files instead.It felt productive, at least, channeling the specific, furious energy currently making my hands shake into something useful rather than letting it curdle into another sleepless night replaying Freya's smile. I pulled the Pacific Northwest archive back up, the same discrepancy I'd flagged weeks ago, the one Adrian had brushed off with a careful, noncommittal interesting before changing the subject entirely.This time, I didn't stop at the surface pattern. I went deeper, cross-referencing vendor codes against employee badge access logs, matching timestamps of data entry against who'd actually been in the building when each entry was made. It took hours. My coffee went cold twice. The office emptie
Last Updated: 2026-09-09
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