I Was Hired To Seduce My Boss
They told me to get close to him. To make him trust me. To destroy him. The envelope landed like a stone dropped into still water. Inside: a photograph of a man who could buy my soul. A note that said, Seduce him. Destroy him. Or your mother dies. My mother is dying. The cancer is a thief in the night, stealing her breath one shallow gasp at a time. Twelve million dollars stands between her and a cure. I have twelve dollars in my pocket and a hunger that has nothing to do with food. So when Evelyn Cole – the spider in a gray suit offers me a deal, I say yes.
Liam Cole is cold, untouchable, devastatingly beautiful. CEO of Crestwood Capital. Heir to a fortune built on bones and buried secrets. He does not smile. He does not explain. When he walks into a room, the air learns to hold its breath. He is my target, my enemy and my ruin.
But when he closes his office door, he does not fire me. He slides a photograph across his glass desk – me, taking the job, caught in a camera's unblinking eye. And he whispers, "I have known since before you walked through my door." Now I am trapped between two hunters. Evelyn wants the file that could burn her empire to ash. She has my mother – a hostage wrapped in hospital sheets. Liam wants me to stay, to play the part, to feed Evelyn lies while he hunts the people who murdered his father.
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Chapter: Chapter 18: The Final Truth Zoe The lake house is dark when we return. The tulips have wilted. The petals are brown, curled, and scattered across the soil like fallen soldiers. I kneel and touch one. It crumbles to dust. Liam is on the porch, and the journal opens on his lap. He has been reading for hours, his face pale, his jaw tight. "Liam." He looks up. His eyes are red. My father," he says. "He knew about yours. He knew about the affair. He knew about the conspiracy."And he did nothing?" "He was gathering evidence. He was planning to go to the authorities. But your father found out." He closes the journal. "He killed him before he could talk." The words land like stones dropped into still water. Ripples. "Zoe." Liam stands. "I need to tell you something. Something I have been keeping from you." I walk toward him. My legs are shaking. "The night your father was arrested," he says. "The man in the mask. The one who broke into the office." "What about him?"He was working for your father. Your real father
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Chapter: Chapter 17: The Past VisitsLiam The cemetery is quiet, wrapped in a gray blanket of fog. The headstones rise from the earth like broken teeth, worn smooth by rain and time. I stand before my father's grave, a bouquet of white roses in my hand, the cold seeping through the soles of my shoes. Zoe is beside me, her hand in mine. She does not speak. She does not need to. I kneel and place the roses on the stone. The name is carved deep: David Cole. Beloved Father. Rest in Peace. "He was not at peace," I say. "He died fighting. Zoe kneels beside me. "Then he died as he lived." I trace the letters with my finger. The stone is cold, rough. I have been here a hundred times, but it has never felt like this. Never with her. "I have something to tell you," I say. "Something I have been keeping from you." Her grey eyes widen, but she does not pull away. "My mother," I say. "She is not dead." The words hang in the air, fragile as frost. "Liam—" "She faked her death. To protect me. To protect herself." I look at the grave
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Chapter: Chapter 16: Wedding Plans and Mother's BlessingsZoe The wedding is three weeks away, three weeks to plan a ceremony that will probably be interrupted by gunfire and three weeks to find a dress, a venue, a caterer who does not ask questions. Three weeks to pretend that the world is not burning. Liam wants a small wedding. Just us. Just the lake house. Just the people we trust.I agree. The guest list is short: Marcus, Eleanor if she can come, a few of Liam's trusted colleagues. My father is not invited. He will watch from his cell if he watches at all. The flowers are tulips – red and gold, the same ones we planted. The rings are simple bands of gold. The vows are our own.I write mine in the mornings when the light is soft and the lake is still. I cross out words. I start over. I cry. I promise to love you, even when the world is dark. I promise to stand beside you, even when the bullets fly. I promise to be your partner, your lover, your home.Liam writes this at night, when the city is asleep and the shadows are long. I have not
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Chapter: Chapter 15: The Future Liam The sun sets over the lake, and I watch Zoe sleep. She is curled on the couch, her head on a pillow, her hair spread across the fabric like dark water. Her lips are parted. Her chest rises and falls in a slow, steady rhythm. She looks peaceful – younger than her years, softer than the woman who walked into my office with a lie on her lips and a gun in her heart. I do not deserve her. I know this. I have known it since the moment I kissed her the first time – for the camera, for Evelyn, for the performance. But the performance became real, and the real became something I could not name. The file is on the table. I have not opened it in days. The names are still there – the generals, the ghosts, the men who have been hiding in the shadows for decades. I should be hunting them. I should be burning them down. But all I want to do is stay here. "Liam." Zoe's eyes are open, and she is watching me. "You are staring," she says. "I am admiring." She smiles. It is a small smile, tired
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Chapter: Chapter 14: The RingZoeThe bullet hits the desk, and splinters of wood rain down on us like shrapnel. Liam shoves me behind the overturned conference table. His body is a wall between me and the masked man. I can not see the gunman, but I hear his footsteps – slow, deliberate, the pace of someone who knows he has already won. "The file," the distorted voice says again. "Give it to me, and the girl walks away."Liam's hand finds mine. His palm is warm, steady. "The file is not here. I moved it."Liar."Check the safe. It is empty." A pause. Footsteps move toward the wall. The safe door creaks open. Silence. "You are clever," the man says. "But clever men die just as fast as fools."I peek through the gap between the table and the floor. The man is tall, broad-shouldered, wearing black tactical gear. His mask is a skull – white bone, hollow eyes. He holds the gun like an extension of his arm."Who sent you?" Liam asks. "No one. I am here for myself."The file is worthless without the key. And the key is not
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Chapter: Chapter 13: The Morning After Zoe I wake to the smell of him. His arm is draped across my waist, his chest warm against my back, his breath slow and even on my neck. The morning light is pale and golden, slipping through the cracks in the curtains like a secret. For a moment, I forget. I forget the warehouse, the gunshots, the look in my father's eyes when they led him away. I forget the file, the names, and the clock that will not stop ticking. Then I remember. My mother is gone. Witness protection. A new name, a new face, a new life that does not include me. My father is in a cell, waiting for a trial that will send him away for the rest of his life. Evelyn is in prison, but her words still echo in my skull: There are generals above me. The war is not over. But his arm is warm, and his heart is steady, and for this moment, I let myself pretend. "Zoe." His voice is a rumble against my back. "You are thinking too loud." I turn in his arms. His dark eyes are open, soft, the sharp angles of his face softened b
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