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Chapter eighty: The new tag
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It was obvious he was the one in control and it was not just the freaking interview. He looked different here than in the club. More uptight. More controlled. Gone was the teasing man who had flirted with me over drinks. Now, he was the man who owned every soul in this building. Including mine. I should have asked him what he did for a living. My gut had warned me, but no, I was too busy being interested in having sex him. And the worst part? I didn’t even do that! Ethan leaned back in his chair, his fingers folded in together, his piercing gaze dragging over me slowly, very focused and full of fucking intent. His suit was darker, crisp, his tie perfectly knotted, and that damn smirk the same one that had haunted me since that night never wavered. “Miss Carter,” one of the interviewers spoke, but I barely heard them over the pounding of my own heartbeat. “Let’s begin.” Ethan moved his fingers, nodding for them to proceed, but his eyes never left mine. The electricity between us
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My Date, My Boss, My Step-brother! Chapter eighty: The new tag
Everyone went dead silent but it looked as if Rachel wasn't done speaking. “But do you know what I can tell you? This is workplace harassment, and I will find out who’s responsible.”I have never seen her acting so vicious, if there was anything it was only now that she looked like she was actually related to Ethan. “You want to talk about immunity, let’s talk about company policy, shall we? Because last I checked, cyberbullying, workplace harassment, and slander are all grounds for termination.”Rachel’s eyes swept the room, daring anyone to challenge her. No one did.“That’s what I thought,” she said coldly. “Now get back to work before I make sure HR has a very busy afternoon.”With that, she grabbed my wrist and practically dragged me out of the office, my legs moving on autopilot as she led me toward the elevator. I didn’t protest. I didn’t have it in me.The elevator doors slid shut, sealing us in silence.Rachel exhaled sharply through her nose, arms crossed tightly over her c
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