One Night With The Ruthless CEO

Author: Victoria

Chapter 1

Word Count: 799 | Released on: Today at 18:10

utting through the blinds, a blade of light across the rumpled she

es fle

across his forehead. Memories of the night before crashed into her mind-the desperate, clumsy kisses in

er mouth to stifle a gasp. Carefully, she lifted his arm,

d wood floor when his voice, thic

are you

im. "Work," she stammere

r behind her. Leaning against the cool wood, she stared at her reflection. Her hair was a mess,

breathing ragged, the full weight of the night bef

a friend. Her father, before the bankruptcy, had been a donor. Now the invitation felt like a cruel joke, a c

hat, the fall collection three years ago? I truly admire how well you've managed to maintain it." The laughter that followed had been lik

s the time Caitlin had beaten her in a student council election, or maybe it was just that Jenna had always been cruel to anyo

Isaac had

lly looked at her-and something inside her had cracked. She had followed him out of the ballroom without a word. The cab ride

ess need to feel like she still existed, like she could still matter to some

on the other side of a do

t, she emerged. Isaac was sitting up, leaning against the headboard, the sheet

the floor. "Last night... it was a mistake," she said, the words

ed, replaced by a sudden, chi

word was clipped, sha

ent, not daring to look back. She clattered down the thre

he subway station three blocks away. She swiped her MetroCard and squeezed onto a

ed that forgetting was the last thing she wanted to do. Because for ten years, she had only

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“Since her father's bankruptcy, Caitlin Knight had been drowning in her mother's astronomical sanitarium bills, clinging to a junior design job just to survive. But her manager handed her a sickening ultimatum: secure the massive Zenith Corporation contract by attending a private dinner with their top executive, Donnie Hicks, or be fired by morning. The "dinner" turned out to be a calculated trap. The private dining room was soundproof, and a hidden jammer completely killed her cell service. Hicks didn't even glance at her carefully prepared design proposals. Instead, he forced her to drink, his eyes gleaming with greedy intent as he threatened to blacklist her from the industry if she didn't comply. Then, under the heavy mahogany table, his hot, sweaty hand clamped onto her calf and began sliding deliberately up her thigh. The humiliation was suffocating, a hot bile rising in her throat, but the sheer injustice of it all ignited a volcanic surge of rage in her chest. Why did she have to endure this torment just to keep her mother alive? "You touch me again and I'll call the police." Caitlin violently yanked his hand away, grabbed her briefcase, and fled into the cold Manhattan night, tears streaming down her face. She thought her career was entirely over and she had nowhere left to run. But what Donnie Hicks didn't know was that the elusive billionaire CEO of Zenith Corporation, Isaac Harrell, was the same brooding boy who used to sit behind Caitlin in high school-and he was already coming for her.”