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Chapter 68: “Upstairs, Disaster. Downstairs, Disaster. Everywhere, Disaster.”
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Accidental Night with the Boss Chapter 69: Déjà Screw
Warm sunlight spilled across her cheek.A low, hoarse groan escaped Isabella’s throat—more like a wounded baby deer than a person. She wanted to say something, but only a few monotone syllables fell out.Her head was pounding something fierce.Then she vaguely felt her head being lifted by a hand… followed by something touching her lips.Soft. Icy.Something thin and dry pressed snugly against her mouth, rubbing gently.Then a warm, moist pressure slid between her lips—a tongue, coaxing her teeth apart.Isabella’s mind was fogged to hell. She subconsciously followed the temperature, pressing her lips closer, sucking lightly at the tongue invading her mouth.The cedar-and-spice scent seeped into her senses, traveling along her tongue, her throat, her spine.And with every second, reality sharpened.Her eyes fluttered open and a vision came together.Her consciousness clicked in.And then—oh no.Vincent Sinclair’s face filled her entire field of view, close enough to kiss.She realized
Accidental Night with the Boss Chapter 68: “Upstairs, Disaster. Downstairs, Disaster. Everywhere, Disaster.”
Julian's heart ricocheted in his chest for the hundredth time since Darling Sinclair arrived. She wasn’t someone he could refuse. Her words held actual weight and she was as much of a pain as the Old President Sinclair. He had to tread lightly with her. So, who could blame him for what he did next? Julian plastered on his most dazzling customer-service-approved smile, bowed with flair, and said, "Please, this way, Miss Sinclair." Clarisse Dubois, Vincent’s mother: "..." She sputtered for a few seconds, drawing enraged breaths. Julian avoided her eyes like a man with high-grade self-preservation lotion. But it couldn’t be helped. Who let Darling Sinclair be more important than Clarisse in Chairman Sinclair’s heart? In the grand, messed-up hierarchy of Vincent Sinclair’s world, the mega-star aunt with a direct line to the Sinclair family fortune outranked the perpetually disapproving mother. It was just facts. He was leading Darling upstairs when the rapid steps of the others s
Accidental Night with the Boss Chapter 67: Aunt Darling
“Enough!”Clarisse barreled between the two women and shoved Zoe back as if she carried a contagious disease.Her tone dripped venom.“Leave. Her. Alone. You dare lay your filthy hands on my daughter?”Zoe stumbled back, chest heaving, a clump of blonde hair clutched victoriously in her fist.Chloe scrambled away, her own scalp stinging, her designer dress twisted and torn at the shoulder. The illusion of the perfect heiress was utterly shattered.Clarisse's glare on Zoe could melt skin from bone if allowed. Zoe, however, was entirely unbothered.Clarisse then turned her wrath on the true targets of her fury. Her eyes, cold and sharp, landed on Helena and Harrison Grant.“And you,” she sneered, her voice dripping with a lifetime of condescension. “Look at the son you raised. My daughter fell for your son and lowered her prestige by going public with this engagement in great fanfare, yet here he is dragging his trashy ex-girlfriends around at his own engagement? Is this what your famil
Accidental Night with the Boss Chapter 66: Pulling Hair and Slaps
Chloe Dubois pressed the phone to her ear so hard the plastic creaked, her body turned away from the dying remnants of her engagement party.The ballroom was a ghost of its former self—a few stunned waiters, scattered rose petals, and the glaring evidence of a scandal.Her voice was a venomous hiss. “Is she SPIDERMAN? What do you mean you ‘lost her through the window’?”The voice on the other end sputtered, a mess of excuses about “unexpected resistance” and “the drug not working fast enough.”“Useless,” Chloe cut in, her voice dropping to a deadly calm. “All three of you. You couldn’t handle a drugged, defenseless girl. And you call yourselves professionals. She jumped through a window on the 22nd floor? Is that possible?Fools.” She hung up without another word.Forgetting her usually put-together self, she kicked and stomped in the air, imagining she was doing it to Isabella’s face as she did so.When she stopped, her breaths came in short, frayed gasps. Chloe’s mind spiraled, her
Accidental Night with the Boss Chapter 65: Zoe the Faithful Hell Hound
The cab idled at the curb, its engine a low, impatient grumble that matched Zoe Finn’s mood perfectly. She tapped her freshly manicured nails against the window frame, her gaze fixed on the hotel’s glittering service entrance.“Two minutes, Bella,” she muttered to the night air. “Then I’m coming in there. And I am not being nice about it.”Two minutes bled into five.The muffled orchestra from the ballroom seemed to taunt her.The laughter of departing guests, the swish of expensive gowns—all of it was background noise to one fact:Isabella still hadn’t answered.Her text sat unread.Her calls went straight to voicemail.A cold knot pulled tight in Zoe’s stomach. Isabella could shut down emotionally, sure—but she would never ignore her. Not after the humiliation with Vincent. Not after the confrontation with Zachary.“...if he so much as breathes wrong—text me. I’ll tase him.”Her own joke echoed back at her like an omen.“Enough,” Zoe snapped, throwing open the cab door. “Wait here.”
Accidental Night with the Boss Chapter 64: Stupid Gentlemanly Thoughts
A tremor rippled through Vincent’s arms.Isabella kept holding his gaze—glassy, pleading, trusting—and something inside him snapped like overstretched thread.He inhaled sharply.“I'll call—” he started, but her lips brushed his jaw.Just a whisper of contact.Soft. Desperate.He clenched his jaw and stayed still.Then her lips brushed his.A soft, trembling press.Tentative. Burning. "Boss..."And something in him unraveled—Vincent’s resolve shattered.He surged forward, capturing her mouth in a kiss that was hard, hungry, and utterly helpless. His tongue plunged past her parted lips, tasting the faint, cruel bitterness of champagne mixed with her innate sweetness. He devoured her, like a man starved after a lifetime of famine. The cold water pounded down on them, but he felt only the heat of her body arching into his, her drugged whimpers vibrating directly against his soul.He tried to surrender, but an incessant, stupid gentlemanly thought plagued him: 'This is wrong. Rossi isn
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