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I Slept With My Ex. Now He's My Vengeful Boss?

Chapter 6 The Danger in Black

Word Count: 1356    |    Released on: 28/05/2026

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t haunting me. Every warm touch that burned my skin was revived by the

for reminiscing about a sinful

g the thought off my head as

unge. Thi

sage before I sucke

t normal because of the pe

unter him again in this lifetime. B

y formal business attir

for work.

felt tight as the unstoppable tension built inside my chest as if my heart cou

k about his threat becau

or until I reache

e lounge wasn't a VIP room for some formal event. The whole third fl

as a predato

urting my ears like it wa

here was no tomorrow. The smell of alcohol and cigarettes mixed

I saw someone familiar

. His legs were parted wide, looking so perfect in his bl

he crowd. The cigarette smoke and neon light were

m line, brows were furrowed like

g on his sides-massaging his arm while giggling, the other was whispe

Sexy dresses, long legs. A bod

ttire. A complete opposite of the exclusive party's dress

him. I saw his brows twitch a little as he sniffed like he smell

id amidst the lou

presence-or maybe

eared my throat before I

ed at me from head to toe. Her brows shot up as disgus

se the people nearby noticed

on Thorn's arm, the other w

forced the pain to shut. I should be profession

politely even when inside, there was a

ssessive of him because

you are. How do

hin. "I am hi

laughed. "We're having a good

m lip as I looked

ouldn't allow me

pick you up," I said, tryin

he could sleep in a noisy place

or move. Probably because the

and found the

the woman say as I turned

y blocked my way. The alcohol the

sound sincere. It sounded...playful. Like

. I confirmed that he did that intentionally when I saw a ghost

h. "It's okay. I

o I can have someone b

t the thick eyeglasses I

have a drink instead? I'm really in

but the expression on his face was enough to giv

un. I'll just ask the DJ to tone down the music a l

little closer, making

ms like he owned the whole place. "This is my party, and

ules in a party like thi

ness suit. So if you want to tone down the music, have a drink with me. If not

lifted my face again, I reali

ensely. Lust danced in his eyes like he ha

end this nonsense conver

led as I revealed my fitted

blankly. "I gues

Oh, babe. That's not enough. I wan

matically fur

people around us laughing like what thi

er to mine and whisper

uor glass to the man beside him a

arty," he said and was about to touch

rge frame, broad shoulders, manly sc

rhythm as I stared at the familiar back of

t his black clothes, and when he spoke,

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I Slept With My Ex. Now He's My Vengeful Boss?
I Slept With My Ex. Now He's My Vengeful Boss?
“"You thought you could walk away from me, Rosella?" He pinned her against the glass wall of his office, the city lights glittering below like witnesses to her downfall. His fingers curled around her throat as he leaned in, lips brushing the shell of her ear. "I'm going to take back what you stole, Rosella. Every night. Every moan. Every broken little plea you can't help but make." "And by the time I'm done with you, you won't remember a life that didn't revolve around me." * Rosella Summers never did reckless things. Until one night, she fell into bed with a stranger. Who turned out to be her ex. Loving Thorn Rockwell was the biggest risk she ever took. The heir to the Rockwell empire. A blazing-hot racing icon. And a man born so far from her struggling world, loving him felt like trying to catch starlight with bare hands. Six years ago, they were inseparable. Then she left. Broke his heart. Disappeared without a trace. She told herself it was the right thing-that walking away would save him. But she was wrong. Now Thorn is back. And he's her new boss. The soft boy she once loved is gone. In his place stands a cold, vengeful monster. A man who looks at her not with love, but with the promise of destruction. He wants to ruin her. Humble her. Have her. Preferably beneath him. But Thorn doesn't know the whole truth. Rosella isn't just protecting her own heart anymore. She has Thraia-her five-year-old daughter, her whole world, and a secret that could shatter everyone if Thorn ever finds out. He wants revenge. She needs a miracle. And the only thing more dangerous than his hatred. Is the love they never truly buried.”