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Chapter 1

I worked as a legal intern at Carter Legal. I was pretty much invisible and didn't have much on my plate.From Mondays to Thursdays, I slacked off by writing novels. On Fridays, I would throw together a weekly report. Life was good.But one day, my boss caught me slacking off. That day, my fingers were flying across the keyboard. Anyone who didn't know better would have assumed I was busier than the firm's star associate, Jacob Carter.I mean, what could I say? I had always been sharp since I was a child. I was happily uploading my latest chapter, ready for my readers to shower me with praise, when Jacob's chat popped up."Print a document for me."I quickly switched to his chat."Got it, Mr. Carter." I opened the document titled "Notes" and realized it contained only eight words. "Don't make it so obvious you're slacking off."Ever since then, my good days had been over. Jacob kept coming after me and picking fights whenever he could. Frustrated, I started a new story a

Chapter 2

Whether I faced Jacob or not, I was doomed either way. The worst he could do was fire me. After all, Tacoba wasn't short on law firms. I marched into Jacob's office as if I were walking to my own execution. Instead of the lecture I had been expecting, he simply stared at me in silence.I saw his Adam's apple bob several times, but no words came out. Finally, his gaze fell on my skirt. His gaze darkened, and he frowned.I quickly looked down at my skirt. Was my nitpicky boss about to pick on my outfit right now? I quickly smoothed out a few wrinkles. "Mr. Carter, is there something wrong with my skirt?"Jacob looked away and cleared his throat a couple of times, a little too deliberately. "Not at all. Stay back tonight. You'll be working overtime."Oh? It was almost time to get off work, and now Jacob was telling me I had to work overtime? I wished I could punch him for that. Still, I kept up my facade as a corporate slave. "Will do, Mr. Carter. What would you like me to wor

Chapter 3

I slammed my laptop shut. Suddenly, I was no longer afraid of the dark."Mr. Carter, I don't mind waiting in the dark like this."In the darkness, Jacob let out a chuckle, making me jump."Who's Jason Cooper?"Oh, dear. So Jacob had really seen it all. I replied weakly, "If I told you he's my cousin, would you believe me?""If I remember correctly, you wrote that your cousin had you pinned against the counter in the break room.""That's enough!" I hurriedly interrupted him. "What else did you see?""That's all I saw for now.""Alright. I'll be honest. I just write random stories for fun.""Oh? What kind of stories?" Jacob seemed really interested. In the darkness, I felt like I was about to be put on trial, but how was I supposed to answer him? That I had written a steamy romance based on him?I could only try to talk my way out of it. "Well, it's just a typical romance story. It's really boring. I write to relieve stress after work…""Is that so? Tell me, then. How does

Chapter 4

By the time I woke up, I was drenched in sweat and felt sticky all over. I figured I had it coming for secretly writing a novel about my boss. After getting out of bed, I had no choice but to take a shower. Once I got dressed, I arrived at the office just in time. …Luckily, I wasn't late. After setting down my bag, I went to make coffee in the break room. As soon as I walked in, I realized the tiny room was packed with people. Megan Lowell, the receptionist I usually slacked off with, saw me coming in. Her eyes lit up, and she leaned in mysteriously, asking, "Angel, have you read the web novel 'The Lovesick Boss'?"I kept denying it over and over, breaking out in a cold sweat. Good thing I hadn't been exposed. Megan held up her phone, rambling on in excitement about my novel and recommending it to me. I didn't realize the other women at the law firm had read my web novel. Had it really gotten this popular? One laughed and said, "Oh, my goodness! This web novel is reall

Chapter 5

What?Had I gone mad? Or was it Jacob? I felt like I was losing everything good about myself. My whole world had crumbled in an instant. My number one supporter wasn't a woman but a man. And he wasn't just any man—he was Jacob!I was done for. There was nothing left in this world for me to hold onto. What could be more mortifying than slacking off at work to write a story about your own boss, only to find out he was your number one supporter all along?I was doomed. I simply wanted to disappear into the floor.I didn't even dare hand my resignation letter directly to Jacob. I forwarded it to his executive assistant, Susan Yeager, and sent her a few messages. "I'm begging you. Please help me!"I'm just an intern, so I shouldn't need to go through any formal resignation process, right? Can I just leave now?"I'll never forget your kindness if you help me!"Confused, Susan asked me what was going on. I came clean and told her that I was the author of that ridiculous web n

Chapter 6

"You like me?" I pointed at myself, completely dumbfounded. "Didn't you realize I kept coming after you?"Huh? Jacob kept coming after me because he had feelings for me?I knew he was speaking to me, but I didn't seem to understand a thing he said. "I arranged for you to sit somewhere I could see you every day because I wanted to watch over you. I've been keeping an eye on you, and that's how I found out you've been slacking off at work."I even asked you to redo your work because you were so disorganized. Why didn't you ask me for help?" he asked, a hint of hurt in his voice.Jacob had been giving me a hard time at work, and he still expected me to ask him questions about it? Did he think I was insane? What kind of logic was that? I asked in a trembling voice, "Mr. Carter, have you ever been in love? Hold up. Have you ever pursued anyone?"Jacob froze for a moment before saying, "I used to be in a relationship. I've never pursued anyone before."And there was my answer. Th

Chapter 7

Jacob had wasted too much time trying to loosen my knots. By the time it was my turn to do the same for him, the abductors had returned.Jacob pulled me behind him, his broad back keeping me hidden from view. I was shaking like a leaf, but he kept his hands wrapped tightly around mine, gripping them firmly.Our abductors turned out to be the local thug's father and younger brother—Keith Aston and Zachary Aston.Ever since the local thug, Eugene Aston, was arrested, his family—used to getting away with everything—finally faced consequences for the first time. They ended up holding a grudge against Jacob for that.But what I was really worried about were the steel pipes in their hands.Could Jacob really hold his own? Would I even make it back in time? Would I even be able to run fast enough?Without realizing it, I squeezed his hand back.Jacob was clearly startled. Then, he gently stroked my fingers twice, as if to comfort me."Well, have you thought it over?" It was actually J

Chapter 8

Did I like Jacob? Of course, I did. Back then, Jacob was my senior in high school. By the time I started high school, he had already graduated.Still, Jacob returned to school as a top graduate to give a talk. At that time, he had already won several notable cases. What stuck with me most was a school bullying case. A middle schooler who had been bullied for a long time eventually snapped and lashed out at 15 bullies with a knife, injuring three of them in the process. The student spent 11 months in detention before Jacob fought for him in court and secured a ruling of self-defense. I still remember how Jacob looked when he talked about the case on stage. He looked so passionate and full of conviction."We must always speak up for the victims. Let the voices of the weak be heard."At that moment, he became someone I looked up to. I wanted to be just like him. I was so close to becoming his equal too, yet I watched him collapse into my arms. I wrapped my arms around him tight

Chapter 9

Once Jacob was discharged from the hospital, I ended up being his full-time caretaker, doing everything for him. I helped him into the car and drove him all the way home. Looking after him in the hospital didn't feel awkward at all, but once we got to his place, things felt a little odd. Was it because I had written about his house in that silly little web novel of mine too? I remember the characters had done it everywhere—from the entryway to the bedroom and even the bathroom.I had to stop myself from thinking about that scene. My face was already burning with embarrassment, and I had to find a way to get out of Jacob's place."Well, I just left all the medicine prescribed by the doctor on the table. The instructions on the box show how many times a day you should take the meds. Rest well, okay? I have to go.""Angel, my head hurts a little…" Jacob's brows furrowed."Where exactly does it hurt?" I quickly felt his forehead. "What kind of pain is it? A dull ache? Or a sharp pa

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