Seducing My Assistant
“Will you marry me?”
“Hell no.”
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Isabella Kingston built her empire with cold steel and ruthless determination.
At twenty-six, she’s the CEO every man wants to conquer and every woman envies. But when her grandfather’s will took her control away from her, she made a dangerous move—one that could save her legacy or ruin her.
Elion Dawson, dark-eyed, devastatingly handsome, and infuriatingly calm, he’s supposed to be nothing more than her assistant. Instead, he’s the man she chooses to marry in a reckless gamble to escape her uncle’s grasp.
He was supposed to be another pawn in her games but his touch is addictive, his kisses ruinous, and his intentions anything but innocent.
Elion came into her life with a sole purpose, to destroy the family that destroyed his. He was never meant to fall for her… yet every stolen glance, every brush of skin, draws him deeper into a passion that burns hotter than the city skyline at night.
In a world where betrayal hides behind every smile and desire can destroy an empire, Isabella must decide—will she fight for her throne, or surrender to the man who could ruin her?
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Chapter: Chapter Thirty-SixISABELLA'S POV The way I got out of the seat was out of this world. Elion took over, and I watched his fingers fly across the keyboard. He was following every trail. The security cameras. The breaches in the email address, access logs, everything. The movement patterns were all leading to one place. As Elion got to the final stage, he seemed to let out a small breath before he made the move of even pressing the keyboard. Then the name finally appeared right on the television. Daniel Kingston. I swallowed hard, and my throat was slowly closing up.“There's something here in this office. The security cameras lead all the way there.”“Take me there,” I said, and I hated the fact that my voice almost sounded pleading. Elion gave me a small nod, and he commented the laptop to his phone somehow, tracking the cameras. I followed him out of the office, and it led towards the basement of the office. The air was suddenly chilly, and I wrapped an arm around myself. Elion took his suit of
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Chapter: Chapter Thirty-FiveELION'S POVIsabella wanted us to prepare. Ruthlessly. And I was enjoying this more than I should. Marco was practically involved in the whole thing now, and I didn't miss the look that he was giving me. It was almost like he was questioning my life decisions. I was willing to let him. Ever since Isabella got back from the hospital, I noticed how protective she was of her phone. I wasn't going to be the prying type. Not when I knew that this was going to come to an end very soon. There was no use of trying to act like I was going to be there for her. “I don't care who this person is,” Isabella finally spoke up after some time. “We won't confront him. We'll trap him instead.”“You're dangerous when you think like this,” I told her, and she gave me a small smile. One that looked like it hid a lot of secrets underneath. I allowed that slide. “You should be worried,” she finally said, and I gave her a small smile of my own. She didn't know just how much I knew about her. Things that
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Chapter: Chapter Thirty-FourISABELLA'S POVI had my own secrets.Things that I would rather take to the grave with me. Things that if my grandfather heard of them, he would ask me to leave his house immediately. But still, I played the part of being a good daughter so well that no one would have suspected me.That was nothing compared to the way Fred had acted, if everything that Marco and Elion had shown me in that room.I had spent hours upon hours thinking about things. When my grandpa was alive, he and Thomas had always gotten free access. They were more than allowed to touch the documents, meddle and make decisions.Everything had changed after I took over. I pre
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Chapter: Chapter Thirty-ThreeELION'S POVIt wasn't going to be long until Marco wanted to meet Isabella for himself. And I couldn't even understand why I was being so protective about her. It was almost like I wanted to protect her from the outside world. And she hadn't even replied to my text about her going to see her best friend. The guards that were with her kept assuring me that she was safe, but I couldn't even bring myself to believe all that. I needed her to reply by herself. “So now, you're asking me to do her work too?” Marco asked, and I shot him a look. “Are you going to do it or not?” I asked, and he finally sighed. Then he got to work, tapping away on the computer. I needed some extra work to be done.There was a possibility that there was some kind of override in the assess thing. I needed to be sure. Sure enough, when Marco turned the laptop to me, it had the Blake guy's name there. Then he continued tapping and clicking into folders. That was when I saw him sit up, and bite his lower lip.
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Chapter: Chapter Thirty-TwoISABELLA'S POVIf I took Elion to the studio, I would have definitely made a song out of him saying he could follow me to the restaurant. I didn't know just how many times I had to scream that, it absolutely wasn't necessary. I quickly got dressed, putting on a black dress that hung to my curves. I slipped my feet into my shoes, and I did light makeup. I looked at myself one more time, before touching the hair tie that was at the top of my head. My hair fell past my shoulders in curls, and I couldn't help but smile even more. Elion was right. It looked more than perfect like this. My lips were pressed into a thin line as I walked out, with my chin tipped. Elion looked at me from head to toe, and I could see the longing in his eyes. The way his jaw tightened. The way his pupils dilated. I patiently waited for him to say something about wanting to strip that dress off me. I twirled in front of him, and he still didn't say anything. Only his jaw tightened again. “Aren't you going
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Chapter: Chapter Thirty-OneISABELLA'S POV The second I pulled up at the company, I saw Elion already standing outside, as he talked to one of the guards. I could tell that whatever conversation was happening was important. “What's going on?” I asked, the second I got out of the car. “None of the staff are around. Not even the people who work overtime.”I swallowed hard, and couldn't help but give a little nod. A part of me was immediately thankful to Elion, for even suggesting that I locked the documents. Whoever was interested in the documents wanted to see the kind of deals that were taking place. I couldn't help but swallow at the thought of that. Someone that just wanted full access. “Are you sure?” I said, looking over at the guard. He gave me a nod, and that was when I noticed that the main door was locked. He was right. “Fine,” I said. “Please, open the door. We have some work to do.”Elion gave me a small nod, and I could tell that we were both thinking the same thing. The guard finally opened t
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Tutoring Sessions with Ace
His hand pressed against the wall beside my head, his breath hot against my ear.
“You’re blushing again, professor,” Ace whispered, his voice low, sinful.
I swallowed, trying to steady myself, but my body betrayed me, arching towards him, aching for more. “You’re too close,” I managed, my voice unsteady.
He smirked, brushing his lips over my jaw, slow and deliberate. “Then tell me to stop.”
I should have. God, I should have...
Instead, I tangled my fingers in his hair and pulled him to me. His mouth crashed over mine, hungry and rough, and the world outside his disappeared.
I thought living with him would be the worst decision of my life.
Turns out, it might be the hottest.
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I needed a roommate. What I got was Ace, tattooed, arrogant, and infuriatingly gorgeous. He breezed into my apartment like he owned it, with that cocky smile and a body that makes focusing on my studies nearly impossible.
The walls are thin. Too thin. Every night, I hear things I shouldn’t. And worse… I start fantasizing about things I shouldn't.
I tell myself that he’s a distraction I can’t afford but when he offers to tutor me in things that have nothing to do with textbooks, I’m not sure I can resist.
One touch. One kiss. One lesson I’ll never forget.
Living with Ace was meant to be temporary. Falling for him? That was never part of the plan.
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Chapter: Chapter FiveAce’s POVThe door opened barely twenty minutes later.Emma stepped outside in jeans and a plain black top and sneakers that looked like they had survived several emotional breakdowns.I looked at her and then looked at the door and then looked back at her.“That is what you are wearing.”“Yes,” she said. “Why.”I nodded slowly. “Okay then.”Her eyes narrowed. “What is that supposed to mean?”“It means I already knew your outfit was going to be a disaster so I planned ahead.”She crossed her arms. “What are you talking about?”I opened the backseat of my car and grabbed the shopping bag. “I bought you a dress.”Her mouth fell open. “You did what?”“Relax,” I said. “It is for tonight.”“I did not ask you to do that.”“I know.”“I am not wearing something one of your skanks wore.”I raised an eyebrow. I pulled the dress out of the bag and held it up. “ It's brand new. Still has the tag. No one has ever worn it. Not even the store mannequin and I did not trust her anyway.”She stared at
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Chapter: Chapter FourEmma’s POVI didn't leave my room the rest of the night.Not because I was scared of Ace, but because I was angry at myself for how much the whole thing had bothered me.I didn't know whether to thank the barely clad girl, whose dress was held together by hopes. Or hate her for making me leave my delicious ice cream on the couch.The next morning the apartment was unusually quiet, no sign of the girl from the night before, just the hum of the fridge and the rain tapping softly against the windows. I made coffee, set up my laptop at the kitchen table, and tried to lose myself in my presentation, but my focus kept drifting to the closed door across the hall.He finally came out around noon, shirtless again, hair still messy, looking far too awake for someone who had a late night–not that I was up listening to them or anything.“Morning, Professor.”“It’s afternoon.”“Time is a social construct,” he said, grabbing a bottle of water from the fridge.I didn’t look up. “If you’re planning
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Chapter: Chapter Three Ace’s POVShe chose walking in the rain over getting into my car.That alone should’ve annoyed me, but instead I found myself idling behind her in my car, headlights off, keeping just enough distance so she wouldn’t notice.It was late, and Moreland wasn’t exactly the safest neighborhood at night.She didn’t need to know I was behind her, but the idea of leaving her to stumble back alone in a storm didn’t sit right.Emma Kingston. My roommate. The girl who looked at me like I was the plague, and she was conjuring ways to take me out of existence.I hadn’t expected a girl when the landlord told me I’d have a new roommate. And definitely not one who had no idea who I was.That first day, when I thought she was just another clinger trying to find her way into my apartment, I slammed the door without a second thought. Now, I kind of wished I hadn’t.She was timid in some ways—soft-spoken, all shy smiles when someone like Dante Williams showed up—but damn, she was fierce when it came to me
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Chapter: Chapter TwoEmma’s POVLiving with Ace Fallon was like starring in a prank war I hadn’t signed up for.I Finally stumbled on the house lease agreement.Within a week, I’d lost count of how many girls I’d seen stumbling out of his bedroom in the morning.Blond, brunette, redhead—Ace didn’t discriminate. They left in wrinkled clothes, barely struggling to pull their heels on, giggling as they squeezed past me on their walk of shame.“Do you mind?” I snapped one morning when a particularly loud blonde tripped over my bag in the living room.Ace leaned against the kitchen counter, sipping orange juice like he owned the place. “Don’t look at me. She’s clumsy.”I slammed the door on my way out.My retaliation started small. I swapped his expensive coffee beans for decaf. Hide batteries from the TV remote. Turned the shower faucet to cold right before his morning rinse.The scream that followed? Best alarm clock of my life.Of course, Ace caught on. He retaliated by stealing my notes and perching them j
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Chapter: Chapter OneEmma’s POV The first thing I noticed about the Moreland Apartments was the noise. Someone’s bass rattled the thin walls on the third floor, and the elevator smelled faintly of pizza and weed.Welcome to off-campus living, I guess.Dragging my suitcase down the hall, I kept repeating the one rule they’d drilled into my ears at the leasing office: no fighting with your roommate.That was it. No curfew, no quiet hours, no dress code. Just no fighting. Which immediately told me I’d probably get stuck with someone impossible.I was okay with the rule though. My last roommate gave me hell.She kept stealing my food and acted like I was crazy. Anyways, that’s in the past.I balanced my boxes on my hip and searched for number 3B. My new home. My fresh start. My—The door opened before I even reached for the key.And there he was.A shirtless man in my apartment. Tattoos are curling over his chest and disappearing down the ridges of his abdomen, like some kind of ad for bad decisions.His li
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