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Riley's POV The sun was shining brighter, or at least it seemed that way when I stared at it.As I walked into the office building, a bounce in my step and a smile plastered across my face, I couldn’t remember the last time I felt this light. It would have probably been in a while because that was the only reason to explain why I felt this happy.I have been to a lot of hookups and one nightstands but being with Steven last night was as if I was in a whole new dimension.I just couldn't stop asking myself how I got to have this beaming smile plastered on my face when just yesterday I felt frustrated.Was it the thrill of last night with Steven? The taste of freedom after breaking my agreement with Jaxon? Maybe it was both. Either way, it felt like the universe had decided to throw me a bone for once, and I was all too happy to accept it. “Morning, Riley!” “Good morning!” I greeted every co-worker who passed me, something I didn’t usually do unless it was absolutely necessary.
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Jaxon's POV I leaned back in my chair, the picture of calm control, even as Riley sat across from me, visibly tense and glaring at Steven with a mixture of confusion and betrayal. His jaw tightened, his fingers curled into fists in his lap, and his lips were pressed into a hard line. For a moment, I simply observed him, letting the silence stretch. I could feel the weight of his unease in the room, a tension that made the air almost stop. Finally, I broke the silence, leaning forward with a faint smirk. “You know, Riley,” I said, my tone smooth, deliberate. “There’s something you need to understand about me—something most people figure out the hard way.” Riley’s gaze snapped to me, his anger barely contained. “What are you talking about?” I clasped my hands together and rested them on the desk, my eyes never leaving his. “Nobody crosses me and wins. Nobody. Because I’m not just a player in the game—I own the game. I am the game master.” He flinched, his brow furrowing, b
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Jaxon’s POVI dug my fingers into Riley’s hair, savoring the soft strands slipping through my fingers as I deepened the kiss. His lips were warm and tentative, and for a brief moment, I thought I had him. .But just as I was about to take things further, Riley’s hands gently pushed against my chest. “Stop,” he murmured, pulling back. His breath fell against my lips, his voice steady but firm. My eyes locked onto his, and for a moment, the world narrowed to just the two of us. The air between us was charged, thick with unspoken words and the kind of tension that set my skin on fire. “I’m not comfortable doing this here,” Riley said, his voice quieter now but no less resolute. “Not in the car. Not with your driver right there where he can see and hear everything.” I blinked, surprised. It hadn’t even occurred to me that the driver’s presence might bother him. “You’re worried about the driver?” I asked, arching an eyebrow. “Riley, I couldn’t care less if we have an audience.”
