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Maybe We can Date
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2026-01-05 13:55:16
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The Billionaires Blind Reckoning Stupid Kidnappers
Third-Person POV The dinner at Nobu between Clover and Zade is going surprisingly well. There’s laughter, soft smiles, and an ease that neither of them expected but both silently welcome. Unbeknownst to them, however, another couple has just arrived and taken the table directly across from the one Clover and Zade were originally meant to sit at.The woman has light red hair. The man beside her has dark brunette hair.They watch closely as Clover and Zade order, eat, and enjoy their wine.By the time Zade pays the bill and the couple stands to leave, the new couple remain seated, quietly looking over the menu and wondering what kind of wine to order. Clover and Zade exit the restaurant without noticing a thing.The red-haired woman leans back in her chair, clearly enjoying her date, while the man across from her smiles and jokes easily. They place their orders, laughing, relaxed, completely unaware that they are now the ones being watched.From the shadowed corner of the restaurant,
The Billionaires Blind Reckoning A Nobu Dinner
Zade’s POVWhen I walk into my office, Clover is already seated at the table focused, locked in, and deadly serious.Her laptop is open. Her iPad is lined up perfectly. Printed documents are stacked, color coded, and tabbed. I sigh quietly to myself, because I know that look. That determined, razor sharp focus in her eyes means someone is about to lose their job. Maybe more than one.Especially when incompetence is involved.I slip my jacket off, drape it over the back of my chair, and take my seat. Before I can say a word, there’s a knock at the door.“Come in,” I call.The four accountants file inside, stiff and nervous, eyes darting everywhere but at Clover. I gesture to the table.“Have a seat.”They do, slowly.“If you don’t already know,” I say, clearing my throat, “this is Clover Smith. My wife. Our silent partner. The one I announced previously. She’s been reviewing the company’s previous years’ data analytics, manually. I’m giving her the floor.”Clover stands.Jesus Christ.
The Billionaires Blind Reckoning Meetings and Flirting
Clover’s POVFriday finally rolls around, and today is the big investors’ meeting. I missed the meeting last week and I am definitely not going to miss this one.Because I’m going out to dinner after work, I decide to dress strategically, in something that transitions easily from business to evening. I settle on a three piece pantsuit that is structured and professional, but with a removable layer that turns it into a sleek sleeveless set. I take a deep breath and decide to wear my hair straight again. It complements the outfit, and honestly, I look really nice.The suit has this subtle plaid pattern, tailored, sharp, and confident.I grab my bag and head out. The meeting starts at 9:30 a.m., which is early, but Bridget already warned me these things can drag on for four or five hours. That’s not happening today. I have everything ready, last year’s books, quarter by quarter, all the discrepancies highlighted. How none of these people caught this before me is beyond comprehension. Af
The Billionaires Blind Reckoning Calm Exchange
Clover’s POVAs the week goes on, it’s honestly just… a regular week.Nothing explodes. Nothing implodes. No scandals. No major drama. Just work, routine, and a whole lot of noise.Word spreads fast through the office that I’m no longer blind. Faster than I expected, actually. My inbox is flooded with emails stating, congratulations, well wishes, people telling me how happy they are for me. Flowers start showing up. Big, expensive arrangements of orchids, peonies, and roses. Some anonymous. Some very much not.A few investors even stop by in person, suddenly eager to “put a face to the name.” A couple of them linger a little too long. A few try to slide into date territory, which I shut down very quickly.Firmly.I don’t have time for that shit.Work wise, though? I’m killing it.By Thursday afternoon, I’ve wrapped up all the analytics from the previous year. And honestly? The accounting department is a fucking mess.Discrepancies everywhere. Numbers that don’t line up. Receipts that
The Billionaires Blind Reckoning Maybe We can Date
Zade’s POVAs I’m pushed out of my wife’s office, I let out a long, frustrated sigh.Bridget is sitting at her desk, fingers hovering over the keyboard, watching the whole thing go down with a knowing smirk on her face. I shake my head as I pass her.“Sir,” she says lightly, “is there anything I can get for you?”“No, Bridget,” I reply, already walking away. “Just keep doing what you’re doing.”She watches me go, then shakes her head and goes back to typing.The second I step into my office, I shut the door harder than necessary, stomp over to my desk, and drop into my chair. I lean back and stare up at the ceiling, running my hands over my face.I can’t get the image out of my head of Clover smiling down at her phone, rubbing her thumb across the screen like whatever she was reading mattered. Like it meant something.Who the fuck was she talking to?Another man?Is she already dating someone?I mean, she made that little comment, what kind of woman cheats while she’s still married bl
The Billionaires Blind Reckoning Back To Work
Clover’s POVBy the time Tuesday morning rolls around, my workday is already starting to peak in my mind.As I start to roll out of bed, I pause, staring up at the ceiling, and think to myself, Should I start going into the office more? Almost immediately, I shake my head.No.This is only my second week. I’m not trying to show out or overdo it. I’m easing into this.I giggle softly to myself as I walk into the bathroom, and the feeling hits me again, that quiet, overwhelming excitement. Now that my blindness is gone, and people actually know about it, I don’t have to pretend anymore. I don’t have to perform. I’m just… free.I hop into the shower and wash my hair thoroughly, really getting in there. Once that’s done, I load it up with a deep conditioner and let it sit while I wash the rest of my body. Afterward, I rinse everything out and step from the shower, wrapping myself in a towel.My routine kicks in automatically.Facial routine.Skincare routine.Moisturize everything.Then c
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