The Playboy's Undoing

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a dark alley, but the kind you didn't

e way most men looked, sizing me up like a prize, but with this... unsettl

y my hair slipped loose from its bun after a long day. Th

tly. But his gaze lingered l

rt of me wanted hi

essional, sharp, every inch the billionaire CEO who demanded res

a second longer than necessary,

the polite chuckle of a boss appeasing his employee, bu

of that constantly. He was supposed to be a man who

e kept sur

nference room late, reviewing

t, Mom's expecting

der glanced up.

tered. "My mom insists

head. "That so

You strike me as the type who'd rath

be. But I wouldn't min

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ander Knight was persistent.

ir charm. But Alex... he didn't push. He didn't demand. He just sh

s getting closer w

felt it was at lunch w

iced tea. "You and Mr. Kni

I said to

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e's my boss.

s don't usually make you smi

e. "I

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d in my head long

right. I was sta

t terri

t, I coul

Alexander's gaze darkened when I laughed, or how h

to matter. He wasn'

judgment, the fire w

onder how much longer I