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Woke Up In The Captain's Bed

Chapter 5 

Word Count: 1079    |    Released on: Today at 19:04

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. As he leaned in just a fraction closer, the scent of cedarwo

of the leather armchair behind me caught

, I can revise the draft immediately," I said, cl

at me,

used thumb and index finger caught my chin, tilting my face upward with uny

to those icy blue eyes, swirling

ety spilling over. "I went to the pharmacy this morning and bought

way too much. I'm sorry. I wasn't in my right mind, and I

le. "You don't need to apologize, Cori," he said, his voice dropping to a smoo

napped up

gaze dropping to my lips with a dark, intense heat. "But ev

umiliation was unbearable. I wan

r happened," I begged, trying to pu

air in the office plummeted below freezing. His ja

the color of storm clouds over the Atlantic. "Ar

ant!" I stammered, my hea

it coat draped over the chair. He pulled out a crisp, white legal folder and

staring at the dark sea

, his posture turning into that of

otel this morning. The league's ethics board has

t to cover a media rumor wit

nt. You become Mrs. Duran in name. In exchange, your designs will be fast-tracked to the E

l, reckless men treating women like collateral damage. My mother had spent twenty years in

t, my spine snappi

icker of genuine shock crack

"I will not be your public relations shield. I am not a

bridge of my nose. "You think you can walk out that door and remain

nto his eyes without flinching. "Until they do,

esk, turned on my heel, and marc

pped out into the foyer, an

against the marble wall, clutching the portfolio to my ribs, trembling from hea

burning clarity settled in my chest. I rode the elevator back to

gner who had been whispering about my impending doom stared at me with wide,

he water cooler, watch

g with false sweetness. "Did the big boss

calibrating your tensile algorithms as you do watching

my screen close, ignoring

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e tiny yellow taxicabs swarm through t

lay the white legal agree

. This prickly little hedgehog was even more stubborn than she was three ye

the contract, and fed it slowly into

the heavy legal paper into

up, a dark, slow smile

It only makes the cat

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Woke Up In The Captain's Bed
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“I was just an underpaid junior designer trying to survive the ruthless world of professional hockey. But after catching my boyfriend with his hands up my best friend's designer skirt in a filthy alley, I got blackout drunk and stumbled into the wrong armored SUV. I woke up pinned beneath Kurt Duran-the terrifying, untouchable captain of the New York franchise and the absolute ruler of the sports empire that paid my salary. Terrified of being branded a desperate gold-digger, I ran. I swallowed a Plan B pill, dumped my cheating ex, and worked myself to the bone to earn the prestigious Milan Design Summit nomination. But my jealous coworkers couldn't stand a nobody winning. They hacked my terminal and planted stolen competitor files on my workstation, framing me for federal corporate espionage. My director suspended me on the spot. Security guards began sweeping my life's work into a plastic evidence bin, while my colleagues sneered that I was heading straight to a federal penitentiary. I clenched my bleeding palms, suffocating under the sheer injustice. I had survived poverty, a cheating ex, and grueling sleepless nights just to prove my worth. Why was my entire career being destroyed over a manufactured lie? "Hand over your badge and your digital keys," my director barked. I refused to shed a single tear for those hyenas. Suddenly, the frosted glass doors were kicked open with a thunderous crash. Kurt Duran strode into the room flanked by five elite litigation partners, his murderous blue eyes locked directly on me, ready to burn the entire building to the ground.”