Semua Bab ON THE CEO'S BED : Bab 1 - Bab 5

MISHA’S POVThe sole mercy of home was its indifference. No one noticed me, no one cared, and that anonymity let me slip straight into my room to confront the catastrophe I had unleashed in a single day.How was I supposed to raise the money to pay Miss Modelo? I could only pray the sum was not as monstrous as she had claimed.Earlier my head had throbbed; now a swarm of unanswered questions forced the pain into the background. My phone buzzed. A message from Miss Modelo’s assistant:THIS IS MISS MODELO’S ASSISTANT. WITH THE PHOTOS ATTACHED TO THIS EMAIL, YOU CAN TELL THE PRICE OF EACH DAMAGED ITEM. SHE EXPECTS YOU TO BRING THE MONEY TO HER AT THE ADDRESS BELOW IN 72 HOURS.I was already unraveling before I finished the last word. I dialed Sasha—the nearest thing to a friend I had ever known, the one person who had confided in me and, from the day we met, repeatedly saved me.“I don’t know the man,” I blurted the moment she answered, “and I have only a few hours to bring him to the bo

MISHA’S POVI wanted to end the call. I wanted to vanish from the surface of the earth if it meant never hearing another word. But my feet had rooted themselves to the pavement, and the phone stayed pressed against my ear even though I already knew what was coming.“Oh, that was so exhilarating,” Ken’s voice murmured in that soft, confessional tone he used to reserve for me. “I love you so much, Katya.”The low, satisfied rumble that followed told me everything. They were in the aftermath,bodies tangled, breath slowing, the kind of quiet intimacy that only comes after someone has taken what they wanted.“What about Misha?” Katya asked. I could almost see her, glowing with the victory of claiming what had once been mine.She had told me once, years ago, that she would always win because I was no match for her. She had been right. If she could turn my own fiancé against me, then yes,she could keep winning forever.Ken laughed. The sound was light, almost careless. “Misha? She’s nothing