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she mused, grinning. "Oh, sir, this is your chance to confess your feelings!" she added playfully. "My boss is in love for the first time!" "Shut up!" he snapped. She straightened up, smirking. "Why don’t you just get back to work and focus on your reports?" Althea zipped her lips but couldn’t hide her amused smile. "Miss Gererra, I am not in love!" he yelled defensively. She just nodded knowingly before he decided to stand up and leave.

She couldn't shake the feeling of embarrassment and confusion about what happened with her and her new boss. Just then, the door to the office opened, and a beautiful, well-dressed lady walked in majestically. Ivy looked up and saw a woman with dark long hair, dressed in a stunning, floor-length gown as she walked into the office. The gown was a deep red color, made of a luxurious, satin fabric that flowed around her body as she walked. The bodice was fitted and had a sweetheart neckline that accentuated her curves and showed off her cleavage. She accessorized her outfit with a pair of diamond earrings and a matching diamond necklace. She carried a small clutch bag that matched the color of

I ran into the office without knocking and I watch my boss banging a red hair girl on the office desk. She was moaning out loud and I couldn’t get myself to look away. I was tongue-tied as I watched a lady climb down from my boss's desk and adjusted her gown while my boss was busy adjusting his trousers. This useless manwhore. If only wishes were horses…. “I’ll see you later Richard, thanks for the treat” she winked at me before walking out of the office. They just had s*x on the office desk, can I unwatch this, please?

But for now, I need to focus on this new venture, as from tomorrow I am supposed to work from the Anderson and Winslet Venture Unit that is obviously in Anderson's Hotels. I need to inform my team and new interns about the new workplace. Everything will be according to me, nobody is allowed to interfere. Nobody! To be continued..... So, Scarlett's plan was smart but Eric James Winslet managed to be smarter. Most importantly, Eric is going to work from Anderson Hotels now and Scarlett is an intern there. So, their lives are entangled with their RUTHLESS ROMANCE in every way. With love Purva Narang (Your Writer) Till the next time

“Something came up. Sorry. Rain check?’ I read it once before hitting send and it was delivered immediately. Good enough. I stood, slipped one arm into my jacket and reached for my wallet, already deciding I'd rather spend the night alone than sit here drowning in old memories. "Beckett Rivera?" I looked up. A man stood a few feet away, smiling like he'd been expecting me. He was tall, dark-haired, clean-shaven and dressed a little too well for what looked like a casual dinner. "...Yeah?" I frowned. "Do we know each other?" He laughed easily before closing the space between us. "Not yet." He held out his hand. "I'm William Henderson." I looked at his hand before looking back at him. "And...?

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Bonus Scene 2 — Office After Hours Setting: A few months after the main story’s boardroom victory late night, long after everyone else has gone home. The creative floor is dark except for the single desk lamp burning in Julian’s office. Jamie is bent over the large light table in the corner, sleeves rolled up, hair falling into his eyes as he makes final adjustments to a motion graphics sequence for a client pitch tomorrow morning. The clock on the wall reads 11:47 p.m.

At least if he didn't get to be with her, he got to have his clothes and surroundings smell exactly like her. Roman's forehead wrinkled as his eyebrows pulled together. Two of his workers were holding hands. It was a short bald man and a really tall lady he had seen a few times around the reception. Roman watched with scrutiny as they brought their lips together and connected their lips. Roman's frown deepened as he watched the man, Mr Samsberry walk into the office and after about ten minutes the lady walked in.

I stood out like a smudge on glass. The receptionist glanced up. Her eyes scanned me, too fast, too curious. “Ma’am, he’s in a meeting,” I didn’t stop. One look at my face, and she didn’t try again. Roman’s office was on the top floor. Quiet. Polished. Cold. The elevator opened to glass walls and silence. From up here, the city looked small. Like it belonged to him. Everything was clean, sharp. A sleek black desk. A strange metal sculpture in the corner. No warmth, no color. Just money and power..