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Carry On

Author: Sabeeco
last update publish date: 2026-09-27 21:30:53

By two-thirty, the fifty-fifth floor was hers. Or close enough. She had worked her way methodically from the elevator bank to the far end of the hall, keeping to the periphery, and making herself as small and soundless as possible. The meeting had broken up somewhere around one-thirty, she had heard the shift in the building, the particular acoustic change of a large room emptying, the muted percussion of chairs and footsteps and the elevator arriving and departing several times in quick succes
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  • Love Unexpected, The Billionaire's Disguise    Found Her

    By five a.m. Claire was finally going back down. She had finished the fifty-fifth floor with some minutes to spare, enough time to do a final pass of the boardroom and still make the five-thirty cutoff. That was the rule and she had memorized it on her first night: all night float staff out of the building before the first day employee arrived. If you were still there when the lifts started filling with suits, don't bother coming back.She had no intention of not coming back. She pushed her cart toward the service elevator and rode it down to the basement bunker, already thinking about what she would do for the rest of day before the next shift, she thought about the corner stall where the good coffee cart set up even at this hour, and the particular satisfaction of a shift finished without incident. The promise of payday was the only thing keeping Claire’s feet moving. Two more days. Even with her wages being skimmed from Lydia and Zelda’s checks, the amount was a small fortune compa

  • Love Unexpected, The Billionaire's Disguise    Death Wish

    As soon as the elevator doors closed, I pulled out my phone, thumb hovering over Ryan’s number. He would be here in minutes if I called. Hell, he’d probably break every traffic law in the city.But something stopped me.I stared at the screen, heartbeat loud in my ears. What if she’s not her? What if this woman was simply a doppelganger, a near-perfect lookalike of the woman Ryan had been obsessively hunting for days? The odds were ridiculously low, but in the five years I’d spent in the Pierce orbit, I’d seen enough "impossible" coincidences to know better than to gamble on a hunch.​And I’d seen what happened when Ryan’s hopes were weaponized and then shattered.​I lowered the phone, the cold metal feeling heavy in my hand. Do this right, Tyler, I commanded myself. Verify first, get the facts right, the timelines, and everything. I couldn’t afford to be wrong. Not on this. Especially not with her.​In the half-decade I’d managed to survive Ryan Pierce, outlasting every other assista

  • Love Unexpected, The Billionaire's Disguise    Carry On

    By two-thirty, the fifty-fifth floor was hers. Or close enough. She had worked her way methodically from the elevator bank to the far end of the hall, keeping to the periphery, and making herself as small and soundless as possible. The meeting had broken up somewhere around one-thirty, she had heard the shift in the building, the particular acoustic change of a large room emptying, the muted percussion of chairs and footsteps and the elevator arriving and departing several times in quick succession.She had counted the departures. Catalogued them the way she catalogued most things now, carefully, without making it obvious that she was paying attention.When the floor had been quiet for a full hour, she allowed herself a small, private satisfaction. She had navigated the entire night without incident. Marcy's plan, whatever it had been, had amounted to nothing. The cold CEO had come and gone without ever knowing she existed, which was exactly how Claire preferred her interactions with

  • Love Unexpected, The Billionaire's Disguise    Captive Audience

    The offices of Pierce Capital had always run cold. That was by design. Ryan Pierce had built his company on precision and expectation, and his employees had long ago learned to meet both or find somewhere else to be. It was not a warm place to work. It was, however, a prestigious one and in the calculus most people made about their careers, prestige outweighed warmth by a considerable margin. But this… this was different. There was no pattern anymore, no predictability, no margin for error.The headquarters of the Pierce Group didn't feel like a corporate office, it felt like a pressure cooker on the verge of detonating. The glass-and-steel monolith that dominated the city skyline was a "dead zone." The hushed silence in the corridors wasn't a sign of productivity; it was the silence of thousands of people holding their breath.Ryan had always been demanding. He had always been exacting, and had always moved through the office with the particular efficiency of a man who considered was

  • Love Unexpected, The Billionaire's Disguise    Close Call

    When Ryan got back to his office, he stood at the window and looked out at the city without really seeing it.He told himself it was the exhaustion. Seventy-five hours without real sleep, that was the logical explanation. At seventy hours, the mind becomes a traitor; it hallucinates patterns in the static and carves familiar faces out of the shadows of strangers. He had passed a woman in the corridor and something in the set of her shoulders had made his chest seize.It was nothing, he told himself, the mantra cold and rhythmic. A trick of the light. A ghost conjured by a wrung-out mind.​He pressed two fingers to the bridge of his nose, the pressure sharp against a brewing migraine. He forced a breath into his lungs, trying to steady the frantic cadence of his heart. There was no mathematical possibility that Claire was in the city. She was a creature of the outskirts, likely still hunkered down somewhere in Belleview or drifting through the rural towns his men hadn't reached yet.Ne

  • Love Unexpected, The Billionaire's Disguise    Invincible

    MEANWHILEClaire had left everything behind. But the heaviest thing she carried was the memory of him. ​Ryan.Her mind kept circling back to the wreckage of her apartment, the overturned bed, the splintered plank, the hollow space where her savings had been, and her jaw tightened at the memory, something sharp and bitter lodging deep in her chest.She hadn’t let anyone get close to her since prison. She kept people at arm’s length, polite, distant, and untouched. It was safer that way. No expectations, no room for disappointment.And yet, Ryan had slipped through. He had seemed lost, out of place, like someone who genuinely needed help. And Claire, despite everything she knew, had wanted to be that help. Maybe because she understood what it meant to have nothing. Maybe because, for once, she wanted to be the one offering a hand instead of barely keeping herself afloat.So she let him in. Not just into her apartment, but into the quiet, fragile life she had rebuilt piece by piece. Into

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