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First Office Encounter
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Emma’s POV By day, I was ice. Unshakable. Unreadable. Untouchable. In the boardroom, I was my father’s daughter—composed, intelligent, dressed in tailored perfection and speaking with the same cutthroat precision he raised me with. I didn’t glance at Killian. I didn’t smile. I barely acknowledged his existence unless absolutely necessary. He returned the favor. We’d sit across from each other in meetings, pretending there was nothing between us. No memories of my thighs around his waist. No evidence of his voice whispering filthy promises against my skin. We played the perfect coworkers. But behind closed doors? That was a different story. It was always a different story. Killian’s POV I never thought acting like I didn’t know her would be this hard. It wasn’t just the sex it was her scent that lingered on my shirt after she left my office. It was the knowing look in her eyes when someo
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Ruthless Temptation First Office Encounter
Emma’s POV I wasn’t prepared for this. For him. The moment Killian’s lips crashed against mine last week in my office, something inside me splintered and rearranged itself in ways I couldn’t explain. I told myself it was a lapse in judgment. A one-time weakness. A farewell to the past that had no place in this corporate world. But I was lying to myself. Now, I sat at the head of the conference table during a branding meeting, pretending to focus on charts and marketing projections while Killian sat directly across from me, flipping through slides with the cool, calculated confidence that had no business being that attractive. His sleeves were rolled up. That damn vein on his forearm was mocking me. “So if we position the relaunch to target Gen Z, we’ll need more digital integration,” Killian said, gesturing to the screen with his pen. “Think video-forward content, influencer tie-ins,
