Cold Hands, Warm Blood

Cold Hands, Warm Blood

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Rise Of The Guardians
I am my boss's assistant, meaning I have to do everything for him or with me. He is a stubborn cold-heartedbastard but he pays well so I can't say anything, he also grants me the protection I need even tho he doesn't know it. After an eventful meeting with a man the man I stole Intel from he gives me a job as his assistant. He is subern at time but I deal with it because he grants me the protection I needed even tho he doesn't know it. I've been feeling someone watching me two weeks after I got the job as his assistant and I can't shake it, so I just ignore it waiting for it to magically disappear which it only does when I'm at work. Things slowly start to get out of hand and I'm slowly starting to lose my sanity which I never had to begin with. This is a dark romance retelling of Santa Claws and Jack Frost.
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I didn't mean to kiss him. I didn't even want to go out that night. But the moment our eyes locked across that bar, something shifted. Something I couldn't name, but couldn't shake. Then he kissed me like I was his. Like he knew me. And then... I ran. Weeks passed. I thought I'd dreamed him. Until I walked into a job interview and saw him-Lucian Cross. Rich. Married. Dangerous. And now, my boss. We tried to pretend it never happened. But pretending got harder every day. Now we're caught in something messy. Addictive. Unforgivable. But when he touches me, I forget the rules. And when he looks at me, I wonder if I was always meant to ruin him. Or if he was meant to ruin me. Literally a story I'm writing with the help of ChatGPT lol

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