All Chapters of My Boss My Babydaddy : Chapter 11 - Chapter 15

Monday morning was its usual circus, minus the elephants, but full of clowns. I waltzed into the office like I hadn’t spent the weekend stuffing my face with pepperoni pizza, dodging toxic exes like landmines, and quietly panicking about prenatal checkups while hugging my toilet bowl between episodes of Selling Sunset.My heels clicked across the marble floor with sass and caffeine-fueled vengeance. The kind of click that said, I’ve been through hell, and I’m still cute. My inbox was a warzone, my boobs hurt, and my bladder had turned into a clingy ex, but I kept my head high like I was gunning for a raise.Dominic, my boss-slash-unaware-baby-daddy, barely looked up from his MacBook. Good. Because if he did, he might see the silent fury boiling in my eyeballs. Or worse, the hormones in my bloodstream planning a full-blown emotional ambush.He sat there in his overpriced suit, sipping artisanal coffee like a Pinterest dad to be, oblivious to the fact that he had a tiny version of himse

I headed straight to the women's restroom just in time.Not for a pee break. Not to puke. But to breathe.The second the door clicked shut behind me, I pressed my back against the cold tile wall, fists clenched, jaw locked, throat burning like I'd swallowed glass. My chest rose and fell in short, shallow gasps as the weight of the last ten minutes crashed down on me like a damn wrecking ball.No. Nope. Absolutely not.I was not going to cry over that man.I wasn't.Not after the way he looked at me in his office like I was some casual craving he could summon with a snap of his fingers. Not after the way he whispered my name like it meant something, touched my wrist like it was sacred, then turned cold as ice and told me to leave.That man. That frustratingly beautiful, emotionally unavailable, silver tongued Greek statue of a boss. I hated how he made me feel. I hated that his voice still echoed in my ears like some R rated prayer. I hated that I still wanted him even after he made me

The morning sun didn't shine. It stabbed. That is how it felt anyway, when I stepped out of the cab and onto the pavement in front of Steele Empire with a knot in my stomach and an ache in my lower back. I hadn't slept much the night before, not with Dominic's voice replaying in my head like a song stuck on loop.You've been walking around this office like you don't remember how it felt when I had you moaning my name.It has been a week since that day, and I do not know why I cannot get it out of my head.I gritted my teeth as I entered the building. The memory still burned, not just in my cheeks, but somewhere far more dangerous.I was not here for flirtation. I was not here to get played by a man who had a ring on someone else's finger.Especially not someone like her.Sabrina Rodriguez.She had shown up yesterday afternoon like a bad omen. I had just stepped out of the copy room, arms full of files, when I almost ran into her in the hallway near the executive floor."Oh," she said,