LOGIN“You're my boss.” “I’m aware.” “And I was engaged until yesterday.” Adrian Vale's eyes dropped to my lips. “Also aware.” “Then stop looking at me like that.” His expression didn't change. “That's the problem, Evelyn. I've been trying to stop for four years.” Evelyn Hart thought she had everything figured out, a stable career, a perfect fiancé, a best friend she trusted with her life, and a wedding only weeks away. Then she catches her fiancé in bed with her best friend. Heartbroken and drunk, Evelyn ends up in the last place she should be, the office of her cold, intimidating billionaire boss, Adrian Vale. One drunken almost-kiss later, the professional distance between them is shattered. Adrian knows wanting his secretary is a terrible idea. He also knows he's wanted her far longer than she realizes. But just as betrayal turns into forbidden attraction, Adrian's stepbrother, Sebastian, returns—and Sebastian has spent his entire life taking everything Adrian loves. He stole Adrian's first love. He wants Adrian's company. And when he realizes Evelyn has become the one woman Adrian cannot lose, he decides he wants her too. Soon Evelyn discovers her fiancé's affair was only the beginning. Someone has been using her to spy on Adrian. Her best friend is hiding another betrayal. A war for a billion-dollar empire is beginning, and the charming man offering to protect her may actually be the one destroying everything around her. Because Sebastian Vale doesn't simply want his brother's company. He wants Adrian's entire life. And this time, that includes Evelyn.
View MoreEvelynThe forty-eighth floor of Vale Global was almost completely dark when the elevator doors opened, for the first time in four years, I was grateful for it.But now there were no ringing phones, no assistants rushing between offices, no executives arguing over numbers they should have checked before sending them to Adrian.No one to look at my swollen eyes and ask if I was okay because I wasn't.I was three weeks away from my wedding, carrying an overnight bag filled with clothes I'd barely looked at while packing, and somewhere across the city, my fiancé was probably still standing in the apartment we'd shared for four years wondering how to explain that he'd been fucking my best friend for two.I stepped out of the elevator to see the reception area was deserted. Only the security lights remained on, leaving long shadows across the glass walls. Outside, Manhattan or what looked like the entire damn world from forty-eight floors up continued glowing as though mine hadn't just end
EvelynMy scream tore through the room and Daniel practically threw himself off her.“Evelyn—”“What the fuck!” I didn't recognize my own voice or my bedroom, I didn't recognize the man scrambling for his jeans or the woman sitting in my bed with my sheets pulled over her body.For one horrible second, I just stood there and my brain kept rejecting what my eyes were showing it, the same Sienna who had sent me a picture of my wedding dress less than two hours ago.The same Daniel who had told me he loved me before canceling dinner because his father was supposedly sick.I looked at him. “Your dad.”Daniel froze and I laughed but it came out broken. “Your dad is sick?”“Evelyn, I—”“You weren't at work.”He opened his mouth to defend himself but nothing came out.“You fucking lied to me.”“I know.”“You told me you were at work!”“I know.”“And then I come home and find you—”My voice broke but I couldn't finish, Daniel took one step toward me and I immediately backed away.“Don't.”“Pl
EvelynThree weeks before my wedding, I still believed I was marrying the love of my life, I believed my best friend would stand beside me when I did it, and that the biggest problem in my life was convincing one hundred and eighty-seven wedding guests that no, they could not bring additional people to a reception that already cost more than my first car.I believed a lot of stupid things, but at six-fourteen that evening, I was totally oblivious and smiling at work.I sat behind my desk on the 48th floor of Vale Global headquarters, staring at the photograph Sienna had just sent me, it was my wedding dress.Or, more accurately, part of it, the boutique had finally finished altering the waist, and Sienna had apparently gone there without me to make sure they hadn't ruined it.SIENNA: SHE SURVIVED SURGERY.Another picture arrived, this one showed Sienna standing beside the dress with one hand dramatically pressed to her chest as if she was testing it out.SIENNA: Our baby is beautiful.
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