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ONE INTIMATE NIGHT, ONE MISTAKE, ONE BOSS

ONE INTIMATE NIGHT, ONE MISTAKE, ONE BOSS

Penelope Kazakhstan

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"Now place your feet on the desk, bend your knees, and keep your legs wide apart." With each order, he strokes and squeezes my nipple until I'm gasping for air. But I do as I'm told, stretching my skirt up and opening my legs. "Wider. Let me look at that pussy." Holy shit. I've never felt as exposed as I do when he's watching me intently, as if he didn't get a full view of me only last night. _______ "When Charlee lets her hair down at the company party and gives in to her desires with the notoriously demanding and private billionaire Harrison Bridges, she thinks it's just a one-night fling. But when he ghosted her the next day, she's left feeling used and humiliated. Determined to move on, Charlee focuses on her career, only to find herself working closely with Harrison on a high-stakes project. As they spend more time together, the undeniable chemistry between them reignites, and Charlee finds herself falling deeper into his enigmatic world. But Harrison has secrets - dark family secrets that threaten to destroy his empire. And Charlee has a secret of her own: she's four weeks late, and she suspects she might be carrying Harrison's child.

Chapter 1 Prologue

CHARLEE

There've been moments in my life when I've wished too hard for the floor to grow a crater and swallow me in one swift gulp, since it's probably safer and less humiliating below surface level.

Today, I wished harder than ever.

Harder than that time in high school when Ken Williams told everyone I'd let him fondle my boobs in the music room and they were rock-hard, like big stones. We'd only just bumped into each other and his arm briefly grazed my chest, and that bastard knew my boobs were cushy soft.

Today, stinging tears scald the back of my eyes as I storm out of the Bridges, Inc. general meeting room, silently willing my legs to walk faster to the bathroom. People have already seen me disgrace myself today. There's no need for anyone to see me bawling like a heartbroken cat in the hallway.

It's my first day on the job and I've already blown it.

Why did I ever send that application in the first place? What on earth made me think I could deliver in such a high-tension environment? This place gives me vibes like a military head officeā€“just a lot fancier since everything, including the golden door knobs, cost more than my entire net worth.

When I first arrived at the offices this morning, still reeling from the opulence of the architecture, I'd barely settled into my cubicle at the marketing general office before the manager walked up to me. Brief greetings exchanged, he handed me my first task. To create and upload a social media advertising campaign for one of their top clients. I was instantly given access to the Bridges, Inc. Instagram account and he left me with no further instructions.

It took a while but I finally got the hang of it and I was actually impressed with my work. The campaign sounded really good to me. I was still adding final touches when everyone in the general room started getting up from their desks, folding papers and clipping files like clockwork.

The manager turned to me. "Charlee, you're up in ten minutes. Your campaign will be presented first. Mr. Bridges himself will be there, so brace up."

My anxiety shot through the roof. Mr. Bridges? Bryce Bridges himself? I suddenly got a really bad feeling about everything.

Within the next half-hour, Mr. Bridges yelled at me and asked the manager of my division how they could have hired someone so green. He was a massively tall man, physically fit for his age, and his voice bellowed like an analog speaker. Apparently, I created the campaign with information that was supposed to be used in next week's campaign, not today. I'd been looking at the wrong column. It didn't matter that I did a great job with the post and infographic. I wasn't commended for great expression and convincing communication. All they saw was that I couldn't read dates correctly and had wasted their time.

I've dreamed for so long of leading my own marketing team, being head of a division, and someday, running my own advertising company. It's amazing how you can convince thousands of people to trust your business with mere visual aids.

How am I supposed to gain experience and achieve my dreams if I'm not even allowed a little room for mistakes? No one ever gives newbies a chance, and somehow, we are expected to come fully formed.

I fled once we were dismissed, and now, I'm almost at the bathroom, swiping at the tears that are already flowing. A whimper of shock escapes from my throat at the sight of the empty space. It's immaculately clean with the brightest white marble I've ever seen and hints of polished gold, and it makes me feel even smaller and more unworthy.

Dashing into a stall, I shut the door and lean on it, letting the tears stream in torrents as shame courses through my body. Why am I always so unlucky? Why didn't I just see the date clearly?

My body shudders vigorously with humiliation. I realize how loudly I'm sobbing when the main bathroom door opens.

"Hey, are you okay?"

It's the richest male voice I've ever heard. What's a man doing in the ladies' room? Did he see me crying as I ran down the hallway or am I embarrassing myself even more by crying so loud he could hear it from out there?

"I'm just checking in," he continues. "Not trying to pry. I can't really come in here but we can talk quickly. You look like you need someone to talk to."

The voice alone is instant therapy to my ears. He almost sounds like he's half-asleep or really tired. It should be bothersome that a man is in here asking to talk to me, but I am... drawn... like a big idiot. Wiping the tears from my face, I clear my throat quietly.

"What do you want?" My voice still comes out hoarse and broken.

"Why are you crying? Are you okay? I saw you come out of the meeting room after Bryce Bridges had been yelling at the top of his voice. That old man was mean to you?" If he knows Bryce Bridges, he might be an employee at this company.

"You can talk to me. I'm harmless and I won't tell anyone," he says, probably sensing my hesitation.

I inhale, exhale, inhale again, and then I'm fighting back the sobs as I tell him what happened at the meeting. He's silent as he listens to me. I pour out everything and how I probably don't belong here. Maybe I should just run away and never come back.

"I know how you feel, really," the stranger says, his voice inching closer to the door. "I get that feeling, like you're going to continue falling short and it's easier to give up. But from what you are telling me, you know your job. Just take today as a small loss and block out the negative energy. Pay close attention to everything you see here and never be afraid to ask questions. Don't be scared of walking up to your superiors. That should be your lesson for today. And always remember, your biggest weapon around here is confidence, so wear it like a second skin. In a short time, they'll regret ever laughing at you."

He stops for a long moment. "I've got to go. You take care of you now, okay? Don't let anyone break your spirit." I hear footsteps tapping on the marble floor, and then he's gone.

So, this is what empowerment feels like.

Feeling so much better, I breeze out of the stall, ready to start kicking some butt in this uptight place, and I know I'll never forget a word of what this stranger said to me.

I made a mistake, but that will not define me. I'll bring on my A-game from now on. They'll see what I am capable of.

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