I quit, sir
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I used to work for Damien Blackwood. CEO of Blackwood Industries. Rich. Rude. Too hot for his own good.
For two years, I answered his emails, scheduled his meetings, and bit my tongue every time he looked at me like I was a problem he couldn't wait to fix.
But one day, I'd had enough. So I quit. No warning, no two weeks-just me, my resignation letter, and a very dramatic exit I do not regret.
Now I'm free. No more impossible demands. No more late-night texts labeled "urgent" that definitely weren't. And no more pretending I didn't want to kiss him every time he said my name.
But here's the thing...
Turns out Damien didn't want me to leave.
He wanted me.
And now that I'm not his employee? He's making it very clear that he's done pretending otherwise.
The only problem? I'm not sure I can resist him this time. And the way he looks at me? Like he's already decided I'm his?
Yeah. I might be in trouble.
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