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Hunted By My Secret Billionaire Employer

Chapter 7 

Word Count: 559    |    Released on: Today at 13:40

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like lead and I couldn't take another step. I leaned against a

Tears streamed down my face, I didn't know if it was from t

complete stranger, then groped him and thr

mach churned, and I retched agai

my pocket. It was Casey. I a

Those assholes didn't follow you!" Casey

rves finally loosened a bit. "I... I'm fine,

you? I'll c

. "No, it's okay, really. I'll just grab a ride ho

efore Casey

back to my small, saf

curb, planning

creen flickered a few times and

belief, but there was no response

ngle bad thing h

g cars speed past. I was miles from camp

orphan abandone

ng right now? He must think I'

shivering in the night wind. I wa

ed with mockery and disgust. A fresh

ritted my teeth and decid

time. The streetlights stretched my shadow lon

kissed him first, but he was clearly toying with me! He could have p

the fear and shame, giving me

rk! I hope I never se

f my heels were raw from my shoes. Ev

ff my shoes, carrying them in my hand,

e of the ground shocke

u. So pathetic. Is this

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Hunted By My Secret Billionaire Employer
Hunted By My Secret Billionaire Employer
“I finally terminated my tutoring contract with Donovan Carlisle, the wealthy hockey captain I had never met. I even waived a six-figure settlement just to get my freedom back. To celebrate my new life, I went to a popular campus bar, only to be cornered by a group of aggressive, drunk football players. Desperate and trapped, I spotted a dangerous-looking stranger in a dim corner. I ran over, threw my arms around his neck, and kissed him hard to use him as a shield. Instead of pushing me away, the stranger played along. His icy blue eyes mocked me as he whispered a command to keep going. In my absolute panic to make the act convincing, I fumbled with his shirt buttons. When the threat finally left, I shoved him away. Overwhelmed with shame, I slapped fifty crumpled dollars on the table for his "trouble" and ran out into the cold night like a fugitive. I hid in my dorm room, terrified and humiliated. I couldn't understand why he chose to play along just to watch my pathetic show. I thought I had just offended a random, arrogant guy. But then my best friend dropped a bomb on me. "That guy you kissed? That's Donovan Carlisle." My blood ran cold. The stranger I had just forced myself on and insulted with cheap cash was the very employer I dumped this morning. And worst of all, he had just ordered his team to turn the entire university upside down to hunt me down.”