One Night With The Possessive CEO

, his finger trembling as h

ast night?" he yelled, his

er throat. "Are you seriously asking me that? Do you think you'

angry purple. "You did this to get back at me! You threw a

e marched straight past him into the bedroom, dragging her large suitcase from t

bing the handle of the sui

ghtstand and smashed it against the wooden doorframe. The ceramic shatte

ack, his eyes

ed it to the front door. She dug her apartment keys out of her purse and thr

spat, slamming th

he radiated through her lower abdomen. Her legs felt weak, The reckles

orage locker, then hailed another cab t

d her quickly. She handed Bridget a prescription for anti

vity for the next few days,

e very bottom of her tote bag, burying it under her planner and makeup bag. She

igh-rise that housed her company. Her lungs burned as she pushed

bby was dead silent. Every single employee was standing rigidly

rd. Her broken heel caught on the polished marble floor. Her ankle twisted

act nev

h to bruise. Bridget gasped, her body jerking to a halt. The sleeve of a custom suit bru

collided with a pair of pi

rely from her face, leaving her dizzy. It was him. The

going!" A slightly a

the terrifying executive assistant to the CEO. Alex was

E

es buckled. She had slept with Jevon Rocha. The highest authority

k, dangerous light flickered in his eyes. He didn't even look at Alex. He simp

ed, his voice echoing coldly through the silent l

ly-" Bridget stammered, tr

to her side with an undeniable, possessive force. He practically drag

hut, cutting off the shocked

y scent of cedarwood. Bridget pressed her back fl

she babbled, her voice shaking uncontrollab

gainst the wall right beside her head, trapping

demanded, his voice a

Bridget dizzy. She shrank back, her tote

ointment slipped out, bouncing off her shoe and rolling

stopped at

n the tube. His Adam's apple bobbed violently,

fingers around it. Without a single word, he grabbed Br

nto his private executive lounge, and slammed the h