Bewitched
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Last published Tue, Jun 3, 2025
Montblanc had it good. There was no mess, no drama, just clean schedules and closed deals.
Then she happened.
His assistant, the woman who organized his life to the minute, completely derailed his sanity. One second, she handed him a stapler; the next, he wondered how her lipstick would look smeared on his neck. She gave him headaches and hard-ons in the same breath, and he was starting to confuse the two.
Worse? He wasn't clueless. He knew exactly what it meant, what that tight pull in his chest was every time she smiled like she didn't know what she was doing to him.
Desire like this had a cost. And he wasn't sure he could afford it.
So now he was stuck with the decision that made grown men sweat: keep her at arm's length and lose the only person who's ever kept his life together-or give in to the need clawing at his gut and risk it all.
His reputation. His peace of mind. Hell, maybe even his soul.
Because this wasn't just a crush, it was a slow-burn disaster waiting to happen.
And Montblanc? He'd never wanted anything more.
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