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Escaping My Cold And Jealous CEO

Chapter 8 

Word Count: 664    |    Released on: 07/05/2026

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the heavy door. It was flat

inside. The air conditioning was turned down so low it f

d deep into the pockets of his tailored trousers. He was

three paces away from his massive mahogany

embling. "I apologize for my extreme tardiness.

, dark chuckle vibrated in his c

ket. He picked up a small black remote

ic

e motorized blinds on the glass walls whirred to life, slidin

d against her ribs. She took a step backward, her

nally tur

t. The veins in his neck were standing out. He loo

k. His long legs ate up t

kept backin

her shoulder blades hit the freezing glass

large fingers wrapped around her

pinned it flat against

s fingers off, but Barron stepped into her space. His hard chest pressed flush

nose brushed against her

sidy Gross's custom cologne clung

a match dropped into gasoline. His

ack. His eyes were w

ght?" Barron snarled, his voic

shock. Her brain short-circui

Barron's grip on her wrist tighten

Barron spat, his words dripping with acid. "Selling y

chest like a serrated knife. A wave o

heiress. He was the one parading his new fiancé on

e refused to let them fall. She tipped her

me has nothing to do with Sa

his cheek. His free hand flew up, his fingers gripping he

, his breath hot against her face, "you belong

against his, the sexual tension and pure hat

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Escaping My Cold And Jealous CEO
Escaping My Cold And Jealous CEO
“For five years, I was Barron Santana's elite bodyguard and loyal shadow. I stood between him and bullets, giving him my youth and my entire heart. But last night, the CEO announced his engagement to a flawless socialite on national television. Heartbroken, I got blackout drunk and ended up crashing on the couch of Cassidy Gross, a billionaire tech CEO who saved me from a bar creep. When I showed up late to work, Barron locked me in his freezing office. He pinned me against the glass, smelling Cassidy's cologne on my clothes. "Are you already looking for your next meal ticket?" He snarled the words, treating me like a cheap whore. When I defended myself, he pulled out a silk handkerchief and wiped his fingers, acting as if my very touch contaminated him. Then, he coldly ordered his assistant to draft my termination papers. Five years of risking my life for him, thrown away like garbage just because of his twisted ego. Devastated, I ran out and collapsed in the hallway, sobbing uncontrollably until a kind coworker gently pulled me into his arms to comfort me. I didn't know Barron had followed me out. Seeing me clinging to another man, his legendary control completely shattered, replaced by a dark, violent possessiveness. But it was too late. I was done playing his obedient dog, and it was time to take Cassidy up on his offer.”