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CHAPTER FIFTEEN
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2026-03-12 01:27:37
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Claimed by the Cold CEO CHAPTER NINETEEN
Charlotte arrived at work already tired.Not physically exactly. It was the kind of exhaustion that sat behind her eyes, the lingering pressure from the previous day’s chaos. The investigation. The presentation. The silent drive home.She expected the office to feel tense again. What she didn't expect though, was for the silence to follow her.Conversations paused when she walked past. A few people offered polite smiles that didn’t quite reach their eyes. Others avoided looking at her entirely.Her stomach tightened... something was wrong.She stepped into her office and tried to ignore the unease crawling under her skin. Emails loaded slowly on her screen. Messages stacked up. Most were routine updates from teams still working on damage control.One message stood out.FROM: Compliance DepartmentSUBJECT: Request for Internal Review — UrgentHer fingers hesitated before opening it. A formal notice appeared on the screen. She was being asked to attend a review meeting regarding access
Claimed by the Cold CEO CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
Monday arrived like a warning bell Charlotte didn’t remember setting.The weekend’s lightness lingered in fragments; grocery bags still unpacked on her kitchen counter, the faint memory of laughing in Nathan’s presence replaying at inconvenient moments. It made getting dressed feel oddly heavier, like she was walking into a room where something had already changed without her permission.She chose something simple. Neutral. Professional. Invisible.By the time she reached the office building, the atmosphere felt… off.Not chaotic nor loud,Just…tight. Like people were speaking softer than usual and typing faster than normal.The receptionist barely looked up when she walked past.Charlotte frowned but said nothing as she headed toward her office.She froze when she noticed Nathan’s door already open.He was rarely early. And when he was, it usually meant trouble.She slipped into her own office, trying to settle into routine of laptop on, emails loading, coffee brewing; but the quiet f
Claimed by the Cold CEO CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Charlotte woke slowly, consciousness returning in pieces.First came the faint hum of morning traffic outside her window. Then the heaviness in her limbs; the kind that came from emotional exhaustion more than physical tiredness. Finally, her eyes opened to the sight of her small living room… and the half-eaten birthday cake sitting on the table.Vanilla sponge. Chocolate frosting.A small slice missing from the side where she had attacked it with a fork sometime past midnight.She stared at it for a long moment, unsure whether to laugh or cringe. The candle she’d used;a random leftover from some forgotten event, was melted and leaning sadly to one side.“Happy birthday to me,” she muttered.Her phone lay nearby, screen dark, notifications stacked from friends, classmates, random acquaintances who remembered just late enough to feel guilty about it. She scrolled through messages lazily before dropping the phone back onto the couch.Her stomach growled and so she stood, stretched her s
Claimed by the Cold CEO CHAPTER SIXTEEN
Charlotte woke up to the sound of her alarm and the strange awareness that today mattered.It took a few seconds for the feeling to fully settle, hovering somewhere between anticipation and dread. Then it clicked.Her birthday.She lay still for a moment, staring at the ceiling, letting the realization wash over her without ceremony. No excitement burst through her chest. No immediate smile tugged at her lips. Just a quiet acknowledgment, like checking a box in her mind.Another year.Her phone buzzed beside her almost on cue.Jaina: Happy birthday, star girl I hate that I’m not there. I’ll make it up to you, promise.Charlotte smiled softly, thumbs hovering before she typed back.Charlotte: Thank you. I miss you already. Go be amazing for both of us.She set the phone down and finally pushed herself out of bed. The morning routine felt slower than usual, deliberate. She showered, dressed, moved through her small space with an odd sense of distance, like she was watching herself from
Claimed by the Cold CEO CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Charlotte knew something was wrong the moment she unlocked her office door.It wasn’t loud or dramatic. Nothing was overturned. Nothing was missing. But there was a shift in the air, subtle and immediate, like walking into a room where a conversation had just ended and no one told you what it was about.She stepped inside fully, letting the door close behind her.And froze.Nathan was sitting in her chair.Not leaning forward. Not rummaging through anything. Just seated there like he belonged, legs crossed at the ankle, posture relaxed to the point of arrogance. His jacket was draped over the back of the chair, sleeves of his shirt rolled neatly to his forearms. One hand rested on her desk, fingers relaxed, the other loosely holding his phone.He looked… comfortable.Charlotte’s brain stalled.For a wild second, she genuinely thought she’d walked into the wrong office. That maybe she’d miscounted the doors or somehow ended up where she didn’t belong. But the framed quote she’d taped t
Claimed by the Cold CEO CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Charlotte stood in the middle of her room, phone in one hand, towel draped loosely over her shoulders, and a growing sense of dread settling in her chest. Her bed was already littered with discarded options; dresses she’d worn once and hated, dresses she loved but suddenly felt too loud, too soft, too much. Her mirror reflected the chaos back at her with brutal honesty. This wasn’t just a dinner. It was a work dinner. With clients. And with Nathan. The thought alone made her stomach twist in a way she didn’t quite want to examine too closely.She flicked through Pinterest with frantically, typing things like formal work dinner outfit, classy corporate dinner look, what to wear to impress clients without trying too hard. Every image seemed to mock her. The women looked effortless, polished, like they had their lives neatly folded away somewhere. Charlotte checked the time for what felt like the hundredth time. 7:21 p.m. She still had time, but it didn’t feel like it. It never did when
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