All Chapters of Falling For My Boss: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Lauren used to think the worst pain was losing the man she loved.How wrong was she?*****​Lauren Hill balanced the little cake box in one hand, as she fumbled with her keys.The scent of vanilla drifted up, making her smile because she knew he would absolutely love it.It was early, barely seven o'clock, and she had dragged herself out of bed before dawn to bake his favorite cake and even wore the new lingerie she bought, just for him.The plan was simple: wake Logan with a kiss, hand him the cake, and at last have sex with him.She felt light, almost giddy, as she pushed the door open, bouncing inside, her grin so wide her cheeks hurt."This is it," she whispered, standing in the living room. "Today is going to be awesome."She was finally ready to lose her virginity to Logan White, the love of her life.He didn't have a clue she was coming, not after she played sick on the phone last night, faking a cough and everything.Five years together, and she still got a kick out of surpris

“Get out!” Lauren roared, slamming her fist on the table.Corinne let out that familiar sharp laugh, the one Lauren had hated since childhood, and it irritated her. "Oh, come on, Lauren. You can’t stay mad forever. You’ll get over it like you always do.""You slept with Logan," she spat, her voice trembling, her hands clenched into fists so tightly that her nails dug in. "My fiancé. The man I loved and was going to marry."Corinne rested against the wall, a wide smirk on her face. "Maybe he got bored waiting for you to loosen up. Ever thought about that?"Lauren’s breath caught as Corinne’s moans suddenly flooded her mind. “You betrayed me, Corinne!” she yelled. “You and Logan, both of you, stabbed me in the back!”"Betrayed?’’ Corinne didn’t flinch; she closed the distance between them. ‘’God, Lauren, you’re so fucking dramatic. You plan every detail and call it love? Logan wanted passion, someone who truly made him feel alive. Not a control freak like you.""That’s a lie," Lauren sh

By the time they got to the hotel room, the door barely clicked shut before he had her pressed against the wall, his body pinning hers, his mouth crashing down on hers.The kiss was gentle at first, then it became rough, demanding, his tongue sweeping past her lips. She moaned into him, her hands tangling in his hair, her nails scraping his scalp."Are you sure?" He cupped her face, his thumbs brushing her cheeks. His blue eyes searched hers with an intensity that was both unsettling and safe. “We can stop. Anytime.”“Yes, I'm sure,” she whispered, her voice shaking.His lips moved against hers again. He tasted faintly of the whiskey he’d sipped in the bar. Her fingers brushed the rough texture of his stubble, then slid into the thick, dark hair at his nape. He deepened the kiss and led her to the bed.He removed her clothes and unhooked her bra with ease. It slipped away, and the cool air tingled her bare breasts as his warm hands cupped them, his thumbs brushing her nipples, causing

“What... What are you doing here?” Colt’s eyes were wide and unblinking, fixed solely on her face. “Are you… stalking me?”Lauren’s heart pounded against her ribs; her mouth felt like it was full of sand. She blinked hard, as if she’d been slapped. “What? No, sir.” She shook her head quickly. “I… got hired. This is my first day. I’m your new assistant.”He didn’t move; he looked like he’d seen a ghost — one that had spent the night naked in his bed.Then he grabbed his office phone and dialed an extension. “Grace, my office. Now.” He slammed the phone down before the person on the line could speak.Lauren pressed herself against the wall, her heart pounding. She looked at the floor, then at her shoes, then at the window, anywhere but at him, just trying to keep her breathing steady.Breathe. Just breathe.He started pacing behind his desk, running both hands through his hair, with his jaw clenched so tightly it seemed like he might break something if he didn’t keep moving.The door sw

“Lauren!”The sound of her name echoing through the office made her jerk her head up from the screen, nearly knocking her pen off the desk.A wave of dread washed over her as she clearly recognized the tone of his voice. “I’m coming, sir,” she called, trying not to trip as she hurried to his office, shoving the door open, her pulse racing in her ears.Colt was behind his desk, eyes clearly furious, and before she could speak, he grabbed a file and flung it across the room; papers scattered everywhere on the floor.“What is this still doing on my desk?” he roared, his eyes narrowing to slits. “I told you to send that file to the accounts department first thing this morning. The deadline was nine. Now it’s..." he paused, looking at his watch, “…10:30 a.m. Don't you understand instructions?"Lauren blinked at the mess, then looked back at him. “Sir, I…”“You haven't even worked here a week,” he snapped, “and you're already making mistakes. How were you the best candidate with this kind o