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The Billionaire’s Unsigned Clause: Secretly Married My Boss 19
Fine. I gave him five minutes to cool down, pacing back and forth in the corridor, trying to get my thoughts together. My mouth was still burning from sampling a tiny drop of that fiery curry earlier, so I decided to head to the guest bathroom first. I spent ten minutes thoroughly scrubbing my teeth, rinsing with cold water until the spice finally washed away, and trying to build up the courage to confront the dragon in his lair.Once my mouth felt normal, I marched right back to his master suite. I grabbed the brass handle—and to my absolute shock, it turned."Jerome, we need to talk about the chef and the—"The words completely died in my throat. My jaw dropped so far it nearly hit the marble floor, and my eyes went wider than saucers.He was standing right in the middle of the room, fresh out of the shower. His dark hair was dripping wet, water droplets glistening down his broad, tanned shoulders, his cut chest, and the sharp lines of his abs. But he wasn't wearing a towel. He was
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I marched straight over to my desk, snatched up my coffee mug, and poured myself a cup of dark, scalding espresso. I took a slow, deliberate sip, my dark eyes locked onto her silhouette through the clear glass wall.She was pretending to analyze a spreadsheet, but every few seconds, her gaze flicked subtly toward my office before darting away whenever she thought I was looking.You're rattled, Alexa, I thought, a slow, dangerous smile finally replacing my scowl. You can try to lie to me, but your body doesn't know how to play poker.I set my mug down, picked up the intercom receiver, and pressed the direct button to her desk.I watched her through the glass as her phone buzzed. She visibly jumped in her leather chair, staring at the flashing red line like it was a coiled rattlesnake. She hesitated for three full seconds, smoothed her cardigan down with a nervous hand, and finally picked up the receiver, pressing it reluctantly to her ear."Miss June," I said, my voice dropping into th
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ALEXA POVWhat the hell? What the actual, absolute, living hell just happened?!My mind was a complete blur, my brain spinning so fast I felt dizzy. How could he kiss me like that?! More importantly—how could I kiss him like that?!No, no, no. There was no way in hell. That wasn't just a kiss; that was a full-blown nuclear explosion. My knees were so weak I could barely stand. I looked at Jerome as he reached with a trembling hand for the receiver, his dark eyes still locked on mine, his chest heaving just as wildly as mine was.Without thinking, I scrambled off the edge of his desk and bolted straight into his private executive bathroom, slamming the door behind me.Through the heavy wood, I could hear his muffled, raspy voice answering the call, but I couldn't focus on his words. I frantically spun around and grabbed the edges of the marble sink, looking up at my reflection in the mirror.I gasped. The woman staring back at me looked completely undone.My cheeks were flushed a deep,
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I didn't wait for her. I turned on my heel, strode into my corner office, and slammed the heavy glass doors so violently the entire structural frame rattled.The moment she stepped across the threshold, I locked the door behind her, pulled the automatic blinds shut with a flick of a button, and turned to face my fake wife—my blood singing for absolute destruction.How could she humiliate me like that? In front of my entire board, my executives, my assistants—the entire damn floor?When the glass door clicked shut, I turned around expecting to see fear, regret, or even a tiny sliver of hesitation in her eyes. Instead, she stood there looking utterly, infuriatingly bored. She casually smoothed down her skirt, adjusted her cardigan, and raised an eyebrow at me as if I were nothing more than a minor inconvenience in her day.Every single fuse in my brain snapped at once.I didn't plan it. I didn't think about corporate policy, my grandfather, Anna, or the dozens of staff members sitting j
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Within five minutes, the breakroom wire was humming. The entire VIP staff was whispering, giggling, and passing notes: The new temp has a massive, desperate crush on Harold from IT.I kept the performance going for thirty unbearable minutes. Every time Harold made a mundane observation about paper sensors or toner levels, I threw my head back, clapped my hands, and let out another bell-like, delighted laugh, ensuring my face was flushed and my posture was arching just enough to look utterly smitten.Out of the corner of my eye, I watched the glass office.Jerome had completely abandoned his quarterly reports. He was standing behind his desk, holding a pen so tightly the plastic was audibly creaking. His dark eyes were fixed on Harold’s back with a murderous, unhinged intensity that made the surrounding glass panels look like they were about to crack from sheer pressure.I leaned down close to Harold’s ear, letting my soft hair brush his shoulder, and whispered another loud, fake laug
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ALEXA POVWhat the fuck? Me?"Tomato? A rotten tomato?!"I hurled my pillow across the room, watching it bounce pathetically off the heavy oak door. I flopped onto my back, kicking my legs against the mattress in a full-blown, adult temper tantrum.Asshole! Absolute, uncultured, stone-hearted asshole! Arrrggggh!I dragged a hand over my face, my cheeks still burning with a dangerous mix of deep humiliation and pure, unfiltered rage. I had planned that entrance down to the second. I looked good! I knew I looked good! The silk, the lace, the lighting—I was supposed to make him sweat, make him choke on his stupid nightly glass of milk, make him realize that the girl he caught moaning in his bed wasn't someone he could just brush off.And what did I get? You look like trash about to be thrown away.Is he really that hopelessly, tragically obsessed with Anna? Is his brain so permanently fried by his best friend's wife that an actual living, breathing, insanely attractive woman in red lace
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