MasukShe barged into the wrong elevator and changed his whole life. Keegan Blackwood is the reclusive billionaire no one dares to approach. They call him cold, ruthless, untouchable, but the truth is far darker, he is deadly allergic to human touch as one brush of skin against his can send him into excruciating pain. Until Nara Quinn. The bold, fiery beauty who refused to fear him and the only woman whose touch doesn’t destroy him. Now she’s his new assistant and the only person who can get close without breaking him. But time is running out, because a clause in his parents’ will demands he marries before turning thirty, or he loses his entire empire. Everyone expects him to marry the elegant Isabella Langford. Instead, the untouchable billionaire makes a dangerous offer to Nara Quinn: A contract marriage. One year. Her rules. His control. She gets everything she could ever want. He gets the only woman he can touch. But in a game of power, obsession, and forbidden desire… some contracts are impossible to walk away from.
Lihat lebih banyak吐く息が白い。比喩ではない。文字通り、白い霧がパソコンの液晶画面にかかって、打ち込んだばかりの文字を曇らせていく。
白河小夜子(しらかわ・さよこ)は画面の曇りを手で払って、かじかんで感覚のなくなった指先を口元に寄せた。「はぁーっ……」
温かい呼気を吹きかける。一瞬だけ指先に血が通う感覚が戻り、ジンとした痛みが走った。
(よし、まだ動く)
小夜子は着古したフリースの袖をまくり上げ、再びキーボードに向かった。現在時刻は午前4時。場所は、名門・白河家の広大な敷地の片隅にある「離れ」。
かつて物置として使われていた粗末な小屋が、小夜子の生活スペースだ。隙間風が容赦なく吹き込む室内は、外気と変わらない冷え込みようである。 暖房器具はあるにはあるが、義母によって電源コードを没収されていた。「電気代の無駄よ。どうせパソコンの熱で温まるんでしょう?」
そんな無茶苦茶な理屈を押し付けられて、早5年。
父である白河家当主の愛人の子として生まれ、母の死とともにこの家に引き取られて10年。 義母と義姉、父からの不当な扱いは年を追うごとに増すばかりだった。 中学までは義務教育だからと、かろうじて学校に通わせてもらえた。 けれど高校に行くのは許されなかった。 今は亡き恩人、この家の執事であった藤堂がこっそりと、私費を使って通信制の高校に入れてくれたため、高卒の資格だけは取ることができた。 親切にしてくれたのは藤堂だけだ。その彼が亡くなってしまった現在、この家に小夜子の味方は一人もいなかった。人間は環境に適応する生き物だと言うが、小夜子はひどく冷え込む空気の中で、驚くほどの速度でタイピングを続けていた。
というのも、手を止めたら凍えるからだ。画面に並ぶのは、難解なフランス語と専門用語。『ホスピタリティの根源における「主と客」の非対称性について』
これが、今回の論文のタイトルである。小夜子は机の脇に積み上げられた分厚い洋書――『欧州ホテル産業の歴史』――をめくり、該当箇所を翻訳しながら引用していく。
(19世紀のパリにおけるサービス規範……ここ、使えるわね)
ふと、暗い窓ガラスに自分の姿が映り込んだ。そこにいるのは、精彩を欠いた影のような女だった。
手入れを知らない黒髪は、艶こそ失われているものの、夜の闇を溶かしたように細くしなやかに背中へ流れている。 色素の薄い肌は、陶磁器のように白い。それは健康的な白さではなく、陽の光を浴びることを許されない、地下室の花のような青白さだ。 頬は痩せて丸みを失い、身体は一抱えできそうなほど薄い。粗末な服の袖から伸びる手首はあまりに華奢で、力を込めれば折れてしまいそうに見える。 だがその顔立ちは整っていた。長い睫毛(まつげ)が落とす影の下、切れ長の瞳だけが、暗がりの中で静かな光を宿している。本来であれば美しい女性と言えただろう。でも。
Nara’s POVI stared out the window of the moving van, watching cars and buildings blur past as the road kept stretching forward like it was taking me deeper into something I still couldn’t fully believe was real.Next to me, Fran was curled up close, her head resting on my shoulder as she hummed happily along to the song playing on the radio. Her dark brown hair tickled my neck every time she moved.I looked back at the cargo area behind us. My entire life was packed in there; boxes, suitcases, a microwave, a toaster, and yes… even the fridge I had fought to bring. It looked ridiculous and I couldn't help but wonder.How did I get here so fast?Just yesterday, I had walked into my room with my phone in my hand talking to Fran, still in shock.“Fran… he asked me to move in with him.”She had screamed so loud I thought the neighbors would call the police. Less than thirty minutes later, she was in my apartment with boxes, tape and pure chaotic energy.“What are you doing?” I had asked,
Nara’s POVI sat at my desk, staring blankly at my computer screen as the cursor blinked on the same sentence for the fifth time, but the words wouldn’t stick. My mind kept drifting back to that night four days ago.The way Mr Blackwood had caught me and the way he had looked at me shocked, like his world had flipped upside down before storming off like I had burned him.He hadn’t come into the office since then, not once and that wasn’t unusual for him, but this time it felt different.The memory of his stunned blue eyes kept me up at night. Was he angry? Was something wrong with him? Had I crossed some invisible line?I sighed and glanced at the clock. 12:07 PM. Finally it was lunch time.I stood up, stretching my stiff back, when I heard the private elevator ding at the end of the hallway.My heart skipped.Keegan Blackwood walked past my open door in his signature black suit. He didn’t stop or even slow down but his deep, commanding voice cut through the air like a whip.“My offic
Keegan's POVOne week earlierA few days passed after that night and I still couldn’t stop thinking about it. The feel of Nara’s warm skin under my fingers, the way my body didn’t react with pain and the shock in her amber eyes when I froze like an idiot. I had avoided the office completely since then, working from my home office instead.I didn’t trust myself around her right now.I sat behind my large wooden desk in the home office, staring at the laptop screen. The morning light came through the tall windows, but I barely noticed as my mind was somewhere else.My phone rang, it was the scheduled video call. I answered and leaned back in my chair.“Dr. Sterling,” I said, my voice flat.Dr. Sterling’s calm, professional voice came through the line. “Good morning, Keegan. Cole is joining us as well.”“Hey, man,” Cole added casually as his face filled my laptop screen. “Still alive after the other night?”“Barely,” I muttered.Dr. Sterling cleared his throat. “Alright, let’s get straig
Keegan's POVI sat at my desk, staring at the city lights through the glass wall. The office was dead quiet, just how I liked it as everyone had gone home hours ago.I reached for my coffee and knocked the damn mug over making hot liquid spill across the desk and all over my gloves.“Fuck,” I muttered.I yanked the soaked gloves off and threw them aside and opened the drawer where I kept spares, but it was empty.I cursed again. I had been so sure I was completely alone tonight so I decided to leave without them. It was risky, but I was too tired to care.I grabbed my coat and headed out.I was walking down the hallway, mind racing with thoughts about the gala and whether Nara had managed not to embarrass me, when someone crashed straight into my chest.I held the person on instinct. There was one hand on her waist and the other wrapped around her bare arm.Skin to skin.Time stopped.Nara Quinn looked up at me with those bright amber eyes, wide with surprise. The emerald green dress
Nara's POVI collapsed onto my bed like someone had sucked all the life out of me. It was late Friday night, almost Saturday morning in fact and my body felt like it had been run over by a truck.My feet were swollen from wearing heels all day, my head was throbbing and my mind wouldn’t stop replay
Keegan's POVYesterday’s elevator disaster kept replaying in my head like a bad song.I had been trying to get to my car without dealing with anyone, just a quick ride down in my private elevator. Then this woman marched in like she owned the damn thing.For one single, stupid second, I was stunned
Nara's POVI woke up at 6:15 AM even though my alarm was set for 6:30. My brain wouldn’t let me sleep as today was day one of the new job, and after yesterday’s disasters, I refused to mess this up.I took a quick shower, dried my dark hair, and stood in front of my closet for way too long. I final
Nara's POVI walked out of the conference room with the job offer in my hand and my head spinning.The woman had introduced herself as Linda and the guy, John. “You start tomorrow at eight,” Linda said. “Mr. Blackwood will actually be in the office for a short while, so you’ll get to meet him then.






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