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Chapter 41
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Cassandra’s POVThe holding cell smelled like stale sweat and desperation.I sat on the metal bench, my designer dress wrinkled, my carefully styled hair falling loose around my face. My hands wouldn’t stop shaking.This wasn’t supposed to happen.This wasn’t how it was supposed to go.The plan was perfect. Frame the little bitch, get her fired, maybe even thrown in jail. Gavin would realize she was just another gold-digger trying to use him. He’d see that I was the only one who truly understood him. The only one worthy of standing by his side.But somehow…somehow…he’d known.The footage. That goddamn footage.How had I not known about the camera in my office? I’d checked. Multiple times. Swept for bugs, disabled the obvious security feeds.But he’d gotten me anyway.Because of course he had. Because Gavin Cross didn’t lose. Ever.I pressed my palms against my eyes, trying to stop the tears that had been threatening to fall since they’d shoved me into the police car.My career was ove
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~Melissa~ Cassandra’s face had gone from pale to crimson. She stood abruptly, her chair scraping loudly. “This is…this is fabricated! Someone edited this footage…”“Sit down, Cassandra.” Gavin’s voice was ice.She didn’t sit. “I’m being framed! This is clearly manipulated…”“The metadata confirms the footage is unaltered.” Gavin gestured to the screen. “It was the original file. Original timestamp. Taken from your office security camera that you somehow forgot existed.”The vibration surged higher.My vision blurred. My legs trembled.Oh God. Oh God no.“That’s not…I never…” Cassandra’s voice pitched higher, desperate now. “You have to believe me, this isn’t…”“The man in the footage is Gerald Pierce,” Gavin continued calmly. “Former employee. Fired six months ago for embezzlement. He’s currently under investigation by the FBI.” He looked directly at Cassandra. “Did you really think we wouldn’t find the connection?”The toy pulsed in waves now. Strong. Overwhelming.I couldn’t hold b
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~Melissa~The sting of the slap radiated across my cheek, hot and humiliating. Tears streamed down my face as the room erupted into chaos around me.“That’s completely inappropriate…”“Someone call HR…”“She deserved it, stealing from the company…”I couldn’t breathe. My vision blurred as shame and confusion crashed over me in waves.Then I heard the scrape of a chair against the floor.Gavin stood.The room fell silent instantly, as if someone had pressed mute on the entire world.He walked toward me with measured steps, his expression still unreadable. Cold. Detached.Cassandra’s lips curved into the faintest smile, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction.Gavin reached into his pocket.And then…Pleasure. Sharp, sudden, and overwhelming pleasure crashed through me without warning. The toy roared to life at full intensity, vibrating so powerfully I gasped and grabbed the edge of the table to keep my body from collapsing.My thighs clenched. My whole body tensed.No. No, not now. Not her
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~Melissa~I couldn’t catch my breath.My body still hummed with aftershocks as I stood in Gavin’s private bathroom, gripping the marble counter for support. The toy had stopped vibrating…finally…but my nerves were shot from anticipation. From not knowing when he’d turn it back on.I cleaned myself up quickly, fixed my ponytail, reapplied my lipstick. My reflection looked almost normal. Almost.The walk to the conference room felt surreal. Each step was steady, controlled, but underneath I was acutely aware of what was inside me. Of what Gavin could do with a single press of a button hidden in his pocket.The conference room was already half full when I arrived. Marcus sat near the head of the table, reviewing something on his tablet. Sarah from PR was chatting with a few department heads. And Cassandra, I’d heard some people call her…sat perfectly poised in her navy dress, her expression serene.I took a seat and opened my notebook, determined to appear professional.Then Gavin walked
Craving My Mother's Hot Fiancé Chapter 41
Gavin’s POVI stared at the quarterly reports on my screen, the numbers blurring together into meaningless data.My mind was elsewhere. On Melissa.My mouth curved upward before I could stop it.“Sir?”I looked up. Marcus stood in the doorway, holding a stack of contracts, staring at me with an expression somewhere between confusion and concern.“Yes?”“Are you… smiling?”I straightened in my chair, wiping the expression from my face. “I’m not.”“You totally were.” Marcus stepped inside, setting the contracts on my desk. “I’ve worked for you for five years. I’ve seen you smile maybe three times. And never at financial reports.”“Your point?”“My point is…” He studied me carefully. “Are you okay? Should I be worried?”“I’m fine.”“Because the last time you smiled like that, you’d just destroyed someone comoany.And before that, it was when you fired that board member who tried to undermine you. So forgive me for being concerned when you’re sitting here grinning at spreadsheets.”“I wasn
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Troy’s POV“For the love of God, she doesn’t live here anymore!”The man’s voice boomed from the doorway, his face red with frustration. He was stocky, mid-forties, wearing a stained t-shirt and gripping the door like he was ready to slam it in my face.“I just need to know where she went,” I said, trying to sound reasonable. Responsible. Like a concerned boyfriend and not a guy who’d been dumped in the most humiliating way possible.“I don’t know where she went!” He stepped forward, forcing me back. “I bought this house three months ago from the bank. Foreclosure. The family was already gone.”“But there has to be records…”“Kid, I’m a plumber who bought a foreclosed property. I don’t have forwarding addresses. I don’t even know their last names!” He was practically yelling now. “Now get the hell off my porch before I call the cops!”“Wait, please…”The door slammed in my face.I stood there for a moment, staring at the peeling paint on the door, my hands clenched into fists.This wa
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