Hunted By My Secret Billionaire Employer

Chapter 5

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t the sides. I hated loud places like this. If it wasn't for a late in

ate. My patience was gone. The nois

my phone. No

f idiots from the football team were throwing their weight around again.

a figure break away from the chaos, run

unny trying to make a mov

ng the coldest words

ed me before I had

of fear and determination. Then, a soft, warm pair of lips, tasti

could smell the shampoo in her hair

hell was

re of a desperate collision than a seduction. It was filled

push her away. My hand ca

her pursuers, followed

she's with Don

The hockey

tly. This girl was

o climb into my bed, and this one was just using me to

the sofa, letting her do whatever she wanted. I even til

e how she plan

er stood a few feet away, stuck. Their

dy touched what was mine.

e girl in my arms seemed to let out a br

kless crash from before, but now hes

uched, spreading through my entire body

d this kind of purely physical reaction in me. Es

her heart beating so fast it felt

e shift in the atmosph

running? N

y, I raised my hand and cupped the b

sp against my lips, l

game, but I dec

ooking at her wide, panicked

ar, I murmured against her ear, "K

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“I finally terminated my tutoring contract with Donovan Carlisle, the wealthy hockey captain I had never met. I even waived a six-figure settlement just to get my freedom back. To celebrate my new life, I went to a popular campus bar, only to be cornered by a group of aggressive, drunk football players. Desperate and trapped, I spotted a dangerous-looking stranger in a dim corner. I ran over, threw my arms around his neck, and kissed him hard to use him as a shield. Instead of pushing me away, the stranger played along. His icy blue eyes mocked me as he whispered a command to keep going. In my absolute panic to make the act convincing, I fumbled with his shirt buttons. When the threat finally left, I shoved him away. Overwhelmed with shame, I slapped fifty crumpled dollars on the table for his "trouble" and ran out into the cold night like a fugitive. I hid in my dorm room, terrified and humiliated. I couldn't understand why he chose to play along just to watch my pathetic show. I thought I had just offended a random, arrogant guy. But then my best friend dropped a bomb on me. "That guy you kissed? That's Donovan Carlisle." My blood ran cold. The stranger I had just forced myself on and insulted with cheap cash was the very employer I dumped this morning. And worst of all, he had just ordered his team to turn the entire university upside down to hunt me down.”