Mr.Evans // Chris Evans FanFic (ONGOING)

Mr.Evans // Chris Evans FanFic (ONGOING)

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Chris Evans is Boston's most insufferable billionaire CEO-sharp jaw, sharper tongue, and a reputation for cycling through assistants faster than his expensive watches. Kayla James? She's his latest hire. Smart enough to land the job, broke enough to keep it, and barely restraining the urge to commit coffee-related violence by noon. He signs million-dollar deals before breakfast. She survives on caffeine, sarcasm, and pure spite. They were never supposed to like each other. Too bad HR doesn't have a policy for unresolved sexual tension. ---------- "Good morning, Mr. Evans," I said flatly, dropping his coffee on the desk with just enough force to suggest I'd fantasized about spilling it on his keyboard. He didn't look up. "You're late." "You're welcome," I shot back. "The building's still standing, and I didn't poison your latte. Feels like a win for both of us." He glanced up then-navy suit, Rolex, jawline forged by Greek gods and probably dark magic. "Did I ask for sass with my espresso, Kayla?" "No, sir. But it comes free with the emotional damage of working for you." ------- ENEMIES TO LOVERS TROPE // ONGOING
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"Come at me like a real man, or does your religion not allow you to spill blood?" She laughed and further lowered her lips to his ear, whispering, "You're weak and pathetic Captain." *** She was rather irritating, but had a disposition for sarcasm and wit. Fuelled by rage and past pain, one has to cover the obviousness with a bit of humour. Audrey Cecilia Embers, was a broken Christian mystery wrapped in misery. Stealing paintings was her signature style of a message to her competitors, or was it a hobby? Whatever she made it into, the objective is what will be her downfall, getting herself in a bigger mess and ending up in one of SHIELD's jails. The sweet smell of betrayal will be the outcome of this disaster, and she knows who played her. But before she can get some justice, her life spirals into a crazier direction when one family member comes back to haunt her to her grave. Amongst the mess, the assassin is faced with a difficult decision, and not only that, but she meets Captain America himself. He was a soldier in a general sense. He was regal, tall, strong-even handsome. And a gentleman. He followed the law where she broke it. He dotted his I's and crossed his T's where she wouldn't have cared. But when Audrey meets the golden boy, she doesn't like him. He's too gentle, too much about saving people, and very...patriotic. It will have to be up to her whether she can untangle the mess she got herself into or not. | completed book Cover: my own

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