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2026-10-02 22:58:45
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Wrong Girl, Right Bed: My Stepbrother’s obsession Too Close to the Truth
Roman found me in the supply corridor before I had even finished saving Damian’s number in my phone, which tells you everything you need to know about how closely he had been watching.“We need more napkins in the east room,” he said, which was such an obvious, flimsy excuse for following me down an empty hallway that I almost laughed in his face.“The napkins are fine, Roman.”“The napkins,” he said, stepping closer, his voice dropping into the low, deliberate register he uses when he has already decided a conversation is not going to be about what it claims to be about, “are not actually why I’m back here.”“No kidding.”He stopped close enough that I had to tilt my head back slightly to keep looking at him, close enough that I could smell the same cologne from the engagement party, the one that had apparently taken up permanent residence somewhere in the back of my memory without my consent. His jaw was tight, and his eyes were doing that thing they do when he is working very hard
Wrong Girl, Right Bed: My Stepbrother’s obsession A Little Too Interested
I did not know men could be uncomplicated until Damian Kimber asked me where the bar was and meant absolutely nothing else by it.The Aurelia was hosting a mixer that Friday, some joint affair between Grimwood Holdings and a handful of other firms I didn’t know, or maybe, just maybe, didn’t care about. If I did, I would probably know every single one of them, their headquarters, and every detail about the firms themselves. I was working the floor, refilling glasses, following the same invisible choreography I’d learned was the proper way to do things here, much like we had at the engagement party. Everything was almost the same, except this crowd was smaller and considerably less likely to contain anyone who had personally ruined my life.I thought that right up until a man peeled off from a cluster of suits near the window and fell into step beside me like we had already been introduced.“Please tell me you know where the bar actually is,” he said, “because I’ve been given three diff
Wrong Girl, Right Bed: My Stepbrother’s obsession One Joke Away From Disaster
Ivy has a particular silence she uses right before she says something the person she’s talking to is definitely not ready to hear, and she used it on me twice during our shift before she finally let it land.It was a slow afternoon, and being at the front desk made it even much slower; the kind of afternoon where there is nothing to do but refill the mint bowl and think about things you would very much prefer not to think about. It was just two days after the engagement party.I had gotten good, over the last week, at keeping my face arranged into pleasant nothing. I had apparently not gotten good enough, because Ivy kept looking at me like I was a puzzle missing exactly one piece and she already had her hand on it.“You’ve been doing the thing,” she said, not looking up from the reservation screen.“What thing?”“The thing where you answer every question I ask you in the most minimal number of words possible, and not one word more. Like you’ll be charged for extra words. It’s extreme
Wrong Girl, Right Bed: My Stepbrother’s obsession A Marriage Isn’t a Contract Clause
I was not supposed to be anywhere near the service corridor behind the Magnolia ballroom’s east exit, which is of course exactly where I ended up when my tray ran empty and the kitchen was faster to reach through the back route than the front.The corridor was narrower than the ones meant for guests, unlit except for a single fixture near the fire exit. I had taken this route twice already tonight without incident, moving fast with my head down, counting it as one small mercy in an evening that had not offered me many.Two voices stopped me before I rounded the corner. The voices were low and private, almost like they were both whispering words they shouldn’t be saying.“The press release goes out tomorrow regardless.” That was Dad, stripped of the warm toasting voice he had used on stage minutes earlier, replaced with something flatter and more exhausted. “We need the market seeing this as settled. Any hint of instability and the Cross board walks, and if they walk, we lose the Hartf
Wrong Girl, Right Bed: My Stepbrother’s obsession The Engagement
I found out whose event it was the same way I found out most things about this family now, by overhearing it from a hallway I was not supposed to be lingering in.Thursday arrived fast, the way bad days tend to when you have spent the days leading up to them hoping very hard they will not come at all.I had spent most of the week telling myself it was probably nothing, probably Dad, Nathaniel Grimwood, hosting one of the hundred business functions this family threw in a given quarter, and I had almost believed it right up until I walked into the Magnolia ballroom and saw what had been done to it overnight.White flowers in towers. A string quartet setting up in the corner. A banner nobody had hung yet, still rolled and leaning against the far wall. I did not need to see what it said to understand exactly what kind of night this was going to be.Ivy caught my elbow in the staff corridor before my shift properly started. “Heads up. You’re on service tonight, not front of house. Corporat
Wrong Girl, Right Bed: My Stepbrother’s obsession New Life
The Aurelia’s lobby was the kind of beautiful that makes you lower your voice without being told to, marble underfoot, a beautiful chandelier, gold-leaf letters over the front desk spelling out a name I had grown up hearing at the dinner table like it was a person instead of a building.“You’re the new girl.” The voice came from behind. The woman was about my age, sharp-eyed, and her hair was pulled back so tight it looked like it hurt. She was holding two coffees like she had already decided one of them was for me before we’d even spoken. “Ivy. I train you, you survive me, we become best friends. That’s the order of operations.”“Rosalie.”“I know.” She handed me the coffee. “Everyone knows who you are. Small favor, don’t let that get to your head. It’s mostly gossip, half of it’s wrong, and the other half is also wrong, but you can laugh that one off.”I decided, almost instantly, that I liked her more than I had liked anyone new in a very long time.She walked me through the staff
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