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Beneath the storm

Chapter 5 REYNA

Word Count: 1170    |    Released on: 23/04/2025

can't possi

e phone and i rolled my eyes . She was trying again to make me fe

squinting as I scrolled through Jeff's instagram feed. But I ignored it all and

t I couldn't focus on anything except the glaring reality on my screen.

mmetrical features that made me want to punch my computer in frustration. And then there was her body. E

y voice was thi

tty," Ava conceded. "But do

with the screen. "Who has a per

to ease the twisting knot in my stomach. Life wa

ey

h caught in my throat, and then, of course, I knocked over my coffee. Great. The w

only seemed to get worse. I wiped up the liquid in frantic motio

lready hear the sound of his smug voice in m

rown stains on my skirt as I pressed it to my ea

ally, but she didn't stop there. "Tall, dark

tell the BOSS you

or. With each step, I could feel the pulse of frustration rise in my chest. I hated this job. I hated that my life had somehow tur

ou long

Not a hint of apology in my voice . And this was h

aire? Who cared that he was seriously one good-looking, fine specimen of a man with his ch

y where I wanted to wrap my arms around his neck a

me to realize:just because he was kind to me that night, has good looks

f his desk, and I sat down. And, as

to appear as though I hadn't just stormed

e got a list of things for you. I'll get to them later." He swiv

eyn

anizing his schedule, handled his personal errands, and cleared his inbox. There was always something mor

sing his voice as if I were some sort

is office. My head was starting to throb from the str

voice sounded too casual as he eyed my s

hips. "It's just been one of those days." I

e of all th

bed one at my temples and my wrists. Lavender was supposed to alleviate stres

o postal and

into his office at a normal p

I stared at the pile of clothes in the corner of

to pick up my lunch from Klypso," h

that it?" I lifted an

, he waved me off. "Yea

ing my best to keep my temper in check, but this job was driving me mad. There were onl

was just a job. One I needed to keep for the paycheck. The last

d someone like him, so successful and

register as I stared at the computer screen, waiti

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