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Chapter 13: Office Slow-Burn Championship

Penulis: Ann Lottimore
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2025-06-21 06:37:56

The Monday after the latte-with-a-heart incident arrived with all the subtlety of a confetti cannon.

Katherine entered the office in a red blazer — unapologetically bright, wildly inappropriate for Q1 financial reviews, and paired with glossy heels that clicked like a declaration of war. War on boredom. War on gloom. War on whatever was happening between her and Sebastian Mason that was definitely not flirting.

Definitely.

Not.

She strutted past reception, hair down, attitude dialed to
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