A night with Mr CEO

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ed over the café table, her red nails

rolls and burnt toast, and the soft murmur of other customers filled the space. Her hazel eyes were tired, and her hair was messily th

mbled, her voice s

ve known you since college. You're shaking. What

e trusted Ava, but this... this felt too

n Liam's bed

ee. "Liam ? Mr. Suit-and-Tie CEO? You're

ne is just... blank." Ella looked down, cheeks burning. "But when I woke up... I knew som

tement. "Oh my god. That's insane!

e he could say anything. He called my name

red?

ds curling into fists.

n eyebrow. "

ret. Only Ava, really. But still, every time

in a wedding dress, crying. Liam was

softening. "Another one

before Mom's car crash. Like the one be

marry him?" Ava asked, h

me. It didn't feel happy. I w

ense. But dreams don't always mean what you think. Maybe it's jus

ut it doesn't change the fact that I have to see

What's he like at work? Weird? Flirt

ss. He gave me a list of tasks and just... walked aw

emember either," Av

he's pre

d. "Whatever it is, you'll figure it ou

ut her chest s

*

fast, dressed sharp. Ella walked in wearing a navy-blue pencil skirt and a pale blouse. Her heel

calm, focused. His gray-blue eyes were glued to his compu

tepping out of his office. "I need the

said, keeping

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haling hard. Was this

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on her desk with her name written in neat handwriting. His fingers brushing hers whenever she p

through the glass. He quickly look

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are at you like you're the la

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I live for

drama. It's a mes

, lights dimmed. Everyone else had gone home. She stood to stretch when so

e unfolded it carefully. The

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and grabbed her things. She did

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open," she whispered,

flickered again. The

or dinged. The

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in her mind. White dress. Tears

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