One Night With The Possessive CEO

Chapter 10

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klyn Bridge. The interior of the car was pitch

put as much physical distance between herself and Jevon as possib

nuckles were bone white. Zane's stupid question and Bri

kes a little too hard. He turned his head

ar secret is deception?" Jevon

gossip. "Yes. If someone projects their own fantasy onto you f

ned back to the windshield. When the light turned green, he slammed his foot o

wn apartment building in Brooklyn. He didn't pu

dered, his voice de

door open, and stepped out into the freezing night. Before she could even close the d

hter around herself. She hurried up the

y. She collapsed onto her narrow bed, pulling the thin blanket up t

Instagram. She typed "Jevon

nly a few dozen followers-all high-profile CEOs

a purple ring appeared around his prof

t tapp

er was a crude, childish drawing done in crayons. It showed a little boy cry

, written in small, stark w

ldish scribbles to the drawing she had made for Jerimy in the basement ten ye

. The blood rushe

cha had

von's violent reaction to her calling it a burden. He wasn't hiding a crush. He was hid

ngled up in a messy, high-stakes billionaire family drama. She wa

e dots in the top right corner of the screen.

e bed and pulled the covers over her he

ared at his phone screen. He had posted the drawing in a moment

een flashed a gr

not f

phone cracked under the br

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Fritz Heaney Billionaires

“Bridget left the office early on her anniversary, her pocket heavy with a custom velvet ring box meant for her fiancé. But when she pushed open the bedroom door, she found him tangled in their bed with her best friend, Chloe. "Bridget! Wait, it's not what it looks like!" Jacob stammered, his eyes wide with panic. "Evidence," Bridget stated coldly, snapping a photo of their naked bodies before fleeing into the freezing New York night. Desperate to numb the betrayal, she got blackout drunk at an underground lounge and threw herself at a dark, terrifyingly handsome stranger. She woke up in a penthouse suite alone, finding only a limitless black credit card left on the nightstand. Humiliated and feeling like a cheap escort, she ran away, swearing to forget the nightmare. But the nightmare had just begun. When she rushed into the office, she discovered the stranger was Jevon Rocha-the ruthless billionaire CEO of her company. He didn't fire her. Instead, he trapped her in a twisted, obsessive power game, forcing her into his private life and demanding she report to his penthouse. Bridget couldn't understand why a ruthless billionaire was so dangerously fixated on a low-level employee. Until she stumbled upon his secret social media account and saw a crayon drawing of a little kid, captioned with a single word: "Finally." A wave of absolute horror washed over her. He wasn't just playing games; he was hiding a secret child and a messy, high-stakes family drama. She refused to be the naive collateral damage in a billionaire's twisted life. Trembling, Bridget hit "Block" on his profile, determined to escape his dangerous web.”