Todos los capítulos de THE CEO'S ACCIDENTAL CONFESSION: The Lingerie Slip: Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 20

Once dinner was cleared, they moved to her small sofa. Jane opened her laptop, pulling up the contract drafts and executive summaries, and for the next hour, William was blissfully back in full CEO mode. He analyzed the clauses, picked apart the terms, and gave sharp, precise directives.Jane internally sighed with profound gratitude. Ah, perfect. He just came over to review the emergency paperwork before the merger. It all makes sense now.By 10:00 PM, William stood up, buttoning his coat. "I'll pick you up at eight sharp tomorrow morning. We’ll go straight to the estate." He paused at her doorway, his dark blue eyes softening just enough to make her heart stutter. "Get some sleep, Jane.""Goodnight, Mr. Reynold."The second the door locked, Jane let out a massive breath.Later that night, curled up in her bed, Jane actually smiled a little as sleep finally threatened to pull her under. Her boss wasn't a psychotic stalker, and he wasn't trying to seduce her. The poor man was just sev

By the time 7:00 PM rolled around, Jane was sitting across from Allan at a noisy, brightly lit street-side ramen stall near her apartment. A steaming bowl of tonkotsu ramen sat between them, surrounded by plates of grilled pork belly BBQ, but Jane hadn't touched a single bite.Allan took a huge slurp of noodles, wiping his mouth with a napkin before leaning forward, his eyes bright with gossip. "Alright, spill! You said on the phone that your brain chemistry was altered. What did the tyrant do today?"Jane buried her face in her hands, letting out a long, muffled scream of pure agony."Allan," Jane groaned, dropping her hands to look at him with wide, completely shell-shocked eyes. "I think... I think I'm losing my mind. Or he is. Or we both are.""Did he make you work over the weekend again?""No!" Jane hissed, leaning across the small wooden table. "Last night, he showed up at my apartment with three-hundred-dollar Italian food! He saw me in his old ruined silk shirt—which I wear

Of course, William thought, a slow, dangerously possessive smile reclaiming his face. She’s embarrassed. She’s acting innocent because she remembers what she did, and she’s terrified of how boldly she claimed me last night."No paramedics necessary, Jane," William purred, leaning forward over his desk and resting his chin on his steepled fingers, his gaze burning right through her. "The culprit knows exactly what she did. And I intend to collect full damages."Jane blinked, her heart hammering against her ribs as she carefully set the coffee cup down on his desk and backed away two full steps.He has lost his absolute mind, Jane prayed internally, her eyes darting toward the office door. He’s hallucinating corporate culprits. He’s speaking in cryptic legal threats. I need to get Allan to file a medical leave of absence for him immediately."Right," Jane said quickly, plastering on her safest corporate smile. "I'll... leave you to your coffee then, Mr. Reynold. Please let me know if th

William stood there, holding the lace like a trophy, his billionaire ego soaring to majestic, celestial heights. He truly, genuinely believed she had secretly gifted him sexy lingerie out of pure, unbridled passion.Jane bit her lip so hard she nearly drew blood, her mind racing at a million miles an hour.If she told him the truth, if she looked this terrifying, powerful, hyper-arrogant billionaire in the face and admitted that the sexy lace was actually a joke gift for the HR manager, and that she had kissed him while hallucinating under a mountain of cheap beer, his pride would shatter into a million pieces. He would burn her career to the ground. He would blackball her from every corporate firm in Manhattan. She would never pay off her student loans, and Leo’s kindergarten tuition would be gone.She had to survive. She had to play along.Jane forced her trembling hands down to her sides, plastered on a shy, utterly flustered expression, and looked up at him through her lashes."A

Jane swallowed hard, her heart pounding in her throat as she hesitantly placed her small hand in his. The moment her fingers touched his palm, William didn't just help her up, he pulled her smoothly to her feet, bringing her flushed body dangerously close to his broad chest before releasing her hand.He turned his lethal gaze back to Allan, his eyes narrowing into slits of pure, territorial dominance."Mr. Kim," William said, his tone dripping with cold, corporate venom disguised as polite concern. "I noticed you were limping earlier. And now I find you cornering my head assistant in the break room, stressing her out to the point of tears.""Sir, I wasn't stressing her out, we were just—""I’ve decided to approve your transfer," William interrupted smoothly, taking a small step forward to shield Jane behind his broad shoulders. "To our remote branch office."Jane’s eyes widened in horror. "Wait, what?!"Allan went pale as a sheet. "A-Antarctica, sir?!""No," William smirked, his dark