THE CEO'S MARRIAGE PROPOSAL

her head buried under a pillow, g

o the sheets. "Chicken feet? Horror do

io apartment. The sound of traffic buzzed outside, mingling with th

the nightstand. A

it go? Did you

't even know! He didn't storm

plan failed.

me almost

: Weir

fingers flying a

hen I was rude. He actually

g pause before

ia:

an, 'uh oh'?!" Jessica

m blared, reminding her she had to rush to work. At

she had just mocked, insulted,

he didn't kn

mployees whispered in corners, straightened their ties, and

whispered near Jessica's desk.

the U.S.," another said. "An

he had stayed out late, drunk too much wine, and now her head pounded. T

elevato

eads

it, exuding authority with every stride. His assistant, Ria

ze in her hand. He

was

The man she'd tr

cking her head behind her monitor. No w

oice calm but commanding. "I'll be meeting ea

hlight. Jessica shrank lower in her

er. He passed by without

. Maybe-just maybe-he hadn't recognize

d into his office, his lips c

And he wasn't going t

hands clasped behind his back, looking out at

go through with this?"

hout hesitation. "I'm

d. "Miss So

y. "That's who she claims to

met her once. And you've

op arranging blind dates until I settle down. If I marry her, the problem is

quietly. "You seemed..

he first woman who hasn't tried to impress me. In fac

with a sigh. "Does she

e w

th resolve. He had made up his mind. And when Eth

er coworkers, poking at her lunch tray nervously. She kep

" one colleague whispered. "

errifying! He doe

was still in knots. If anyone found out wha

use

teria fe

ice. That unmistakable

lowly, dreading

his gaze locked on her. Around them,

he said

rom her fingers, clatter

break eye conta

if she followed. The entire cafeter

ing, Jessica forced herself

corridor. Jessica turne

hough his eyes gleamed with hidden amusem

ed. Jessica's

d?!" she

o the faintest smile. "

r plan to scare him off h

n the disaste