Falling For My Boss
She needed to know how much the world hated her.
“Lauren, stop,” Colt said, his voice hoarse and raw. He snatched the phone from her hands before she could load the first page.
Lauren froze. Her hands remained curled in the air where the phone had been. She slowly lifted her head, her eyes wide and glassy, staring at him like he was a total stranger.
“Give it back,” she said, her voice eerily calm despite her heaving chest.
“No,” Colt growled, his knuckles white as he gripped the device. “You are not reading that garbage. It’s all lies, Lauren. It’s poison. You don’t need to see it.”
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