When Did You Get Hot
Venice once rejected Lucien during their university days, believing he was someone far beneath the world she desired. Ambitious and drawn to wealthy and famous men, she never imagined that the quiet man she dismissed would one day become someone powerful.
Years later, Lucien has everything—wealth, influence, and a marriage arranged under complicated circumstances. During a grand Bachelor’s Party he hosts, fate brings Venice back into his life. The moment he sees her again, Lucien hires her on the spot.
Now Venice finds herself working for the very man she once ignored—Lucien, who is no longer the quiet student she remembered, but a cold and irresistible billionaire.
Determined to keep her distance, Venice focuses on her job and reminds herself that Lucien is a married man. Yet the more time they spend together, the harder it becomes to ignore the tension growing between them.
What Venice doesn't know is that Lucien didn't hire her by coincidence… he had been searching for her for years.
Caught between resisting the man who now holds power over her and confronting the feelings she never expected to feel, Venice must decide: will she walk away before it's too late… or will she find herself trapped in a desire she can no longer escape?
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Chapter: Chapter 5: A Room Full Of Eyes I was getting ready for the charity party felt strangely ordinary. Almost too ordinary. Except I was in a hurry the reason I picked this dress. I stood in front of the mirror of my small apartment, staring at the dress hanging on the wardrobe door. It was the red one I had bought recently after receiving my first salary from working under Lucien. At the time, it felt like a small reward to myself. Now it suddenly felt… too bold. Too bright. Too noticeable. I'm afraid people might find it too much knowing I'm just an assistant. Still, I slipped into it anyway. The fabric hugged my figure just enough to look elegant without being overly dramatic. I brushed my hair neatly, applied a light touch of makeup, and stared at my reflection one last time. It looked fine. Nothing special to me. At least, that’s what I told myself. The ballroom was already glowing when I arrived. Crystal chandeliers reflected warm golden light across the polished marble floors, and th
Last Updated: 2026-03-11
Chapter: Chapter 4: A Game Without RulesThat moment I stepped back into the office, the familiar quietness of the floor wrapped around me like a suffocating fog. Yet the thought about how normal his wife sounded like still lingers in my head. Everything looked the same—perfectly arranged desks, polished marble floors, the distant clicking of keyboards—but something inside me had shifted. My thoughts were still trapped inside Lucien’s mansion. Inside that room. Inside that conversation with his wife. I felt unseen. Maybe I should have slammed the door harder to make him notice I'm still there standing. He is still sitting behind his desk, flipping through a set of documents as if nothing in the world could possibly disturb him. His posture was relaxed, one hand resting lazily against the arm of his chair. But his eyes lifted the moment I stepped inside. His Sharp. Observant. He looks at me like he's always calculating everything I say or do. “Did she say anything?” Lucien asked calmly. The next question
Last Updated: 2026-03-11
Chapter: Chapter 3: The WifeI didn’t sleep well. Lucien Moreau’s voice kept replaying in my head like a warning I couldn’t escape. *Always visit my wife. Because I don’t want to be around her.* The words didn’t sit right with me. Who tells their personal assistant to check on their wife like she’s some kind of scheduled appointment? The morning felt heavier than yesterday. The building still intimidated me, but this time it wasn’t the marble floors or the expensive scent in the air that made my chest tighten. It was him. I stepped out of the elevator and found him already inside his office, seated like he owned not just the company but the world itself. Black suit. Perfect posture. Cold eyes. He didn’t look at me immediately. “You’re three minutes early,” he said calmly. I blinked. “Is that… bad?” Now he looked at me. “No. It means you learn fast.” Why did that sound like both a compliment and a threat? He stood from his chair and walked toward the window, hands tucked into his pockets. “You’ll b
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Chapter: Chapter 2: RulesI did what he asked. I arrived at his office at exactly eight in the morning. The building stood tall in the center of the city, all glass and steel, reflecting the early sunlight like it was carved from something untouchable. The moment I stepped inside, I felt like a pebble thrown into a place built for giants. The lobby alone could swallow my entire apartment. Marble floors. Crystal lighting. A scent of polished wood and something expensive lingering in the air. Men in tailored suits walked with purpose. Women in sharp heels moved like they had somewhere important to be. I could hear keyboards clicking in synchronized rhythm. Phones ringing softly. Heels tapping against tile. Everything felt expensive. Everything felt heavy. And I felt small. I expected someone from human resources to approach me. Maybe a polite assistant to guide me through the orientation process. Instead, the elevator doors at the center of the lobby slid open. And he stepped out. Lucien Moreau. He d
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Chapter: Chapter 1: The Boy She Once BrokeVenice Laurent did not believe in fate. She believed in control. In composure. In walking into a room like she owned it even when she didn’t. Which was exactly why she agreed to attend the bachelor’s party. It was hosted at Château Moreau an estate just outside the city that whispered wealth from every stone carved into its ivory walls. The invitation had arrived three days ago, sealed in thick cream paper with gold lettering. Exclusive. Elite. Untouchable. And the guest list? Filled with names from her past. Venice adjusted the silk strap of her black dress as the car rolled through towering iron gates. The estate loomed ahead, lights glowing warmly against the evening sky. Laughter and music floated through the open French windows. She inhaled slowly. He’ll be here. She already knew. Back in university, there had been a boy. Quiet. Withdrawn. Wore simple clothes that never quite fit right. Sat at the back of the lecture hall and avoided eye contact. Lucien Mo
Last Updated: 2026-03-11
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