THE CEO's OBSESSION
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Wherein... Colet Vergara walked into Robles Corporation thinking it was just another job-until she met her boss: the dangerously beautiful, devastatingly cold CEO, Jhoanna Robles.
Jhoanna hated how Colet walked like she owned the world, talked like she couldn't be touched, and smirked like she knew Jhoanna's secrets before she said them out loud.
a coffee spill turned into a stare-off.
A stare-off turned into a forbidden kiss.
And a kiss turned into obsession.
Jhoanna kissed her secretary like she'd die without it-then pulled away like it meant nothing.
But Colet?
Colet doesn't beg.
She provokes.
Colet whispered "Make me"-and Jhoanna did. Against the office door. With hands that couldn't stop shaking.
jealousy crept in wearing a tuxedo. His name was Taneo-Jhoanna's unwanted fiancé.
possessiveness flared when Colet saw Taneo kiss what should've been hers.
Colet didn't fight it with tears. She fought it with smirks and stolen glances, with whispers that made Jhoanna's knees weak in heels
Jhoanna broke her own rules to taste Colet's skin again.
And again.
And again.
Jhoanna's friends-Sheena, Maloi, Stacey, and Aiah-met Colet, and the room turned into a warzone of playful flirting and burning stares.
Jhoanna nearly lost it when Colet flirted back.
Wherein... Colet didn't say it, but her body screamed it:
"You're mine. Even if you won't admit it."
Wherein... the boardroom became a battlefield.
The bedroom? A storm.
Wherein... love doesn't bloom sweetly.
It erupts. It burns. It wrecks everything in its way.
And neither of them are ready to stop it.
Not now.
Not ever.
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