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The Fall

作者: Mairee
last update 公開日: 2026-03-18 17:10:18

My hatred for Kerry Showers didn't start in the hallways of Jeremy Enterprises. It started seven years ago on a freezing Tuesday morning at the university student market.

I was standing behind my rusted fish stall desperately trying to earn enough cash to keep the heat on in our tiny apartment. My fingers were completely numb from handling ice and raw mackerel. Jericho was just a young teenager back then. He relied entirely on me for his next meal. I was utterly exhausted and I smelled strongly
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    I can’t breathe. My legs feel like jelly. I should be screaming for help; I should be hitting him. But the sight of this powerful, dangerous man sniffing my lingerie in my own living room has short-circuited my brain.“You’re sick,” I whisper, my voice trembling.“I’m obsessed,” he corrects. He tosses the bra onto the couch behind him, discarding it now that he’s gotten the reaction he wanted. “There’s a difference.”He steps closer. I am pressed against the kitchen counter again. There's nowhere to run.“You blocked me because you’re scared,” he says, planting his hands on the counter on either side of me, trapping me. “Not because you hate me. But because you realized that night in the conference room that I wasn’t lying. You realized that I genuinely want to consume you.”“I am just a secretary,” I argue weakly, my heart hammering against my ribs. “I am nobody.”“You’re the woman who has been in my head for seven years,” he growls. “You’re the glitch in my system. You're the only p

  • Involved with my Boss's Fiancee's Lover   Vanilla and Freesia

    My apartment is my sanctuary. It's a tiny, overpriced shoebox on the 12th floor of a building that perpetually smells like boiled cabbage, but it's mine. It is the one place in New Greenland where I don’t have to be Anella Bymor, Executive Assistant. The one place where I don’t have to deal with June’s manic episodes or Kerry’s hate.And, theoretically, the one place safe from Foxe Shield.I unlock my door, hobbling inside, feeling exhausted. It’s been three miserable days since the wet floor sign "accident" in the executive lobby. My left ankle is still wrapped in an ACE bandage, throbbing with every step. I've successfully managed to avoid Foxe completely since. I blocked his personal number. I aggressively routed his emails to my spam folder. I've been determined to cut the dangerous billionaire out of my life permanently.I kick off my right flat, groaning as I drop my keys on the small kitchen counter.“You really need to upgrade your deadbolt, darling. It took me less than twelv

  • Involved with my Boss's Fiancee's Lover   The Fall

    My hatred for Kerry Showers didn't start in the hallways of Jeremy Enterprises. It started seven years ago on a freezing Tuesday morning at the university student market.I was standing behind my rusted fish stall desperately trying to earn enough cash to keep the heat on in our tiny apartment. My fingers were completely numb from handling ice and raw mackerel. Jericho was just a young teenager back then. He relied entirely on me for his next meal. I was utterly exhausted and I smelled strongly of the sea.Kerry walked past my stall wearing a white designer coat, followed by her wealthy friends. She looked like she stepped directly out of a luxury magazine. She stopped and pinched her perfect nose. She loudly complained that the disgusting smell of my inventory was ruining her morning coffee. She looked at my worn out sneakers and my stained apron with disgust."I truly don't understand why the university allows these impoverished locals to sell their garbage on our campus," Kerry ann

  • Involved with my Boss's Fiancee's Lover   The Price of a Spine

    The smell of Saint Mercy Hospital always tastes like bleach.I stand silently in the doorway of room 400 and watch my brother sleep. Jericho looks too small in the hospital bed. The heavy pain medication finally dragged him under after a grueling two-hour physical therapy session. His face is exceptionally pale. His jaw is drawn tight with exhaustion. I lean against the cold metal doorframe and feel my heart completely shatter inside my chest.I close my eyes and remember a time before the car crash. Our parents died when I was sixteen; a drunk driver crossed a solid yellow line and ended their lives in a matter of seconds. Jericho was only thirteen at the time, but he immediately stepped up to protect me. Our house used to smell like warm bread and old books before the bank took it away. Jericho promised he would never leave me alone. He worked three part-time jobs in high school just to make sure we had food on the table while I studied for my college entrance exams. He sacrificed h

  • Involved with my Boss's Fiancee's Lover   Clause 14

    He stands up.He towers over me, blocking out the light, blocking out the room. Before I can react, he grips my waist and lifts me effortlessly off the floor.I yelp as he sets me onto the edge of the conference table.He steps between my legs immediately, pinning me there. His thighs press against mine, trapping me.“Mr. Shiel—Foxe!” I panic, my hands flying to his chest. “Get off me! This is harassment! I’ll report you!”“Report me to who?” he growls, leaning down until our noses are almost touching. “To June? The man who pimps you out to spy on his fiancée? Do you think he cares about you, Anella? He uses you.”"And you aren't using me right now?" I spit back, finding my fire. I shove his chest as hard as I possibly can, forcing him to take a step back. "You corner me on a table and think you own me. You literally brought me a chocolate truffle on the terrace to apologize for doing this exact thing in the archives. You promised me we were just going to talk. But here you are, treat

  • Involved with my Boss's Fiancee's Lover   Task Diverted

    The midnight oil burning in the conference room feels like it's literally suffocating us both.The rain in New Greenland is relentless outside. It batters against the floor-to-ceiling glass of the conference room, turning the city lights into smeared streaks of neon blood.It is 10:45 PM.June left three hours ago to have dinner with Kerry. Before he left, he dropped a stack of merger contracts on my desk, thick enough to kill a man, and gave me a simple order: “Don’t let Mr. Shield leave until he signs every single page. I don’t care if you have to chain him to the chair.”So, here I am. Chaining him. Metaphorically.Foxe Shield sits at the head of the long mahogany table. He discarded his jacket hours ago. His charcoal dress shirt is rolled up to his elbows, revealing forearms that are distractingly bulging with muscle. He's reading a clause in the contract with the focus of a predator watching a gazelle, twirling a Montblanc pen between his fingers.He hasn’t spoken in forty minute

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