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His Little Boss: The Billionaire's Unexpected Love

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 370    |    Released on: 18/06/2025

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His Little Boss: The Billionaire's Unexpected Love
His Little Boss: The Billionaire's Unexpected Love
“Late one night, dedicated to securing a crucial deal for my adoptive family and fiancé at Vance Publishing, I felt the weight of their future on my shoulders. I was the dutiful daughter, the loyal partner, giving my all. But then, a hushed conversation from my adoptive parents' office pierced the silence: "Once it's signed, we can finally push her out. Ava' s served her purpose." Moments later, a glowing tablet revealed the ultimate betrayal: my fiancé, Ethan, with my adoptive sister, Chloe, laughing, toasting to taking my shares. "Once you marry that fool, it' s all ours." The world tilted. My entire life with them-every sacrifice, every late night-was a meticulously constructed lie, designed to discard me. A cold, burning fury ignited within me, something I' d never known. I urgently needed to escape, to reclaim some semblance of control. Driven by this reckless resolve, I stumbled into the ultra-exclusive Onyx Room, confronting a stranger at the bar: "I' ll pay you," I said, my voice shockingly steady. "Be mine. Name your price for a year."”