Bound To The Boss: A Midnight Secret

uite as Alexys Slater fed the last sheet of confidential fi

up her chipped light-purple Yeti tumbler from the conference table and took a sip of flat, ice-cold Americ

n to a one-n

ice cut through the emp

he endless overtime had given her auditory hallucinations, she didn't loo

I'm talki

rying an undeniable pressure from

She spun around and looked straight

ix-foot-two, his custom suit wrapped around broad shoulders and a narrow waist, his sharp features looking like a Greek

o family background and crushing student loans, desperatel

watching the pale skin of her earlobe

fingertips trembled slightly as she forced h

ons and crossed his long legs, his

over the last few quarters have been draining. I want to

ually made her guard drop. Her mind raced, weighing t

your status, your executive assistant Marcus could

t anyone." Evan cut her off flatly, making i

ed. If you're willing, we do it. If not, finish your work and go to bed. I won't use

sudden rebellion deep in her bones. In her ordinary, exhausting life, the

ase the tension. "Your proposal during the meeting about expanding the beach sandcastle

p, it won't affect my job or my return offer evaluation?" Alexys sudde

n of a second before answ

y, t

, stunning smile curving her lips a

-length skirt. His throat bobbed, his pulse speeding up against

fterward," Evan said in a low voice, u

ne

right beside him on the sofa. Her long dark hair brushed forward as she leaned in, sendi

, and gave a light tug. Evan's upper body leaned forward with

You're way too tense, Mr. Knight.

es. His large palm clamped around her slender waist, pulling her clos

ctive. Like you said,

ing the distance between them down to zero. She yanked his black tie loose, tossed it onto the c

en, Mr. Knight?" She tapped his

Evan ordere

to obey. "You take the initiative t

and intoxicating. Alexys melted right into the kiss, matching his heat beat for beat, before playfully grazing his lower lip with her teeth an

ing hum. "Tell me there's a six-pack u

is palm sliding up her ribcage. "Thi

it m

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her white shirt, his dark eyes dropping to ta

, her breath hot against

, and he scooped her up into his arms, striding