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Divorced By The Boss I Slept With

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 1146    |    Released on: Today at 14:00

glided upward with a

with every passing second. She adjusted her black-rimmed glasses, making sure they sat pe

imed. The metal

The air up here was cool and smelled of expensive leather and citrus polish. Her cheap heels sa

ridor. At the end of the hall stood

ors, her grip tightening

h the handle, a woman

suit. Her blonde hair was pulled back into a flawless ponytail. She looked Arne

oice dripping with condescension.

linch. She held u

am here to deliver the preliminary mode

ior analyst? Absolutely not. Hand me the file and get ba

lder. "My manager authorized me to d

snatch the file. "I

touch the cardboard, the hea

he problem

iolent shiver down Arnetta's spin

land stood i

e had one hand casually tucked into his trouser pocket. He looked exactly as

over Alexis and lande

he cardboard folder. She stared back at him through he

between them vanished. A flicker of dark amusement crossed his eyes. He

ained a mask of

quickly, trying to regain control of the situation. "

completely. He kept his

nnan commanded. His voice

again, assuming the

, stopping mere inches from his chest. The scent of his cologne hit he

e red folde

ok the file, his long fingers de

f static electricity. The heat of his s

n burned. She shoved her hand into her jacket

He opened the folder and flipped through her financial mo

folder with

oking away from Arnetta. "I ne

ard. "Sir, we have a pool of highly q

aised the red folder and pointed the corner of

she is a junior analyst with zero administrativ

netta cut in, h

and Alexis

to remain steady. "I belong in the analytics depa

physical presence of him forced Arnetta to

es from hers. He lowered his

his tone laced with a dark threat. "You work fo

wanted to slap the arrogant look off his face. But the mission flashed in her min

te of humiliation. She force

a said through

on instantly shifting back to a cold,

n the phone immediat

out her tablet. "Yes, s

voice turning vicious.

erfectly still,

e dripping with venom. "That wild, party-girl wife of mine has been bleeding my accounts dry fo

had no idea that the greedy, wild woman he was describing was her. She just t

an finished. He turned on his heel and walked bac

sigh. She turned to Arnetta, her

" Alexis hissed. "He will chew yo

rfectly manicured f

er outside his door," Ale

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Divorced By The Boss I Slept With
Divorced By The Boss I Slept With
“Arnetta had been married to a wealthy man for three years, but she had never even seen his face. After a wild night of drinking, she woke up in a hotel room next to a handsome, ruthless stranger. He coldly kicked her out, mocking her as just another desperate woman trying to sleep her way to the top. To her shock, she soon discovered the stranger was Brennan Kirkland-her firm's top-tier client and a legendary Wall Street billionaire. Hiding her true identity as a corporate spy, she manipulated her way into becoming his executive assistant to steal his data. During a business dinner, Arnetta received a humiliating text from her absent husband, demanding a divorce and calling her a greedy parasite. "He is a deadbeat coward who thinks money solves everything," Arnetta spat in anger. "A man who hides behind lawyers is weak," Brennan agreed coldly. He had absolutely no idea he was insulting his own actions, nor did he realize the wild, gold-digging wife he despised was sitting right across from him. The next day, her husband's legal team sent a brutal twenty-million-dollar settlement offer, threatening to ruin her if she didn't take the payoff and disappear. Staring at the degrading ultimatum, Arnetta's hands shook with blinding rage. She looked at Brennan, who was busy plotting to destroy his own wife, and a terrifyingly calm smile touched her lips. She wasn't just going to take the money; she was going to completely destroy him.”