Trapped With My Ex's Billionaire BestFriend

Jojean Dawson as she clutched her resume folder, gripped the str

nths since Jason had

ed from his world, determined to nev

.. here

, she pushed open th

uared her

oyed her, but he would

as jus

p her head down, and sta

t, her chance to finall

that Jason wasn't the one

azer, took a deep breath, and

floors filled the air. She had worked so hard to l

er with a smile, directing

had oth

nd Jojean walked into the massive executive offi

greeted her.

fr

down her spine. She knew that voice. It

her breath caugh

Car

ek black desk, his charcoal-gray suit tailored to perfection. His

stomach

wasn't

er ex-boyfrien

heart. Owen Carter was abou

voice steady. "I... I thought

he desk and walked toward her, his movements smooth, predatory.

ing herself to meet his gaze. She wouldn't l

barely a whisper. "You k

his head, studying her. "Did you really think you could wa

eeded this job. She wasn't go

rs, she met his gaze

His eyes

want to see

eath h

ht the scent of his cologne, dark and i

ce was dangerously soft. "And now,

into fists. "I didn't

ocking amusement flashing

art tw

ed to e

. But Owen didn't care about the tru

ween them was t

ou can walk out right now, and I'll make sure you never work in this city aga

breath ca

out. She wanted to t

dn't. She ne

l bills weren't goin

her, waiting.

out the words that seal

k widened.

lenched

wasn'

a lon

in her thoughts, thinking if she sh

has vowed not

lied to this company

uddenly become

ide from Jason to Owen!

r and laughed at her current state

ou think it'

ng to be fin

into a wine glass, Took out popcorn from the fridge and sailed into her fave pink co