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1: A boss from hell

Riley’s povThis was a terrible idea. Worse than cutting your own bangs. Worse than eating gas station sushi. Worse than that one time I had tried to fix my own car and ended up setting off the airbags.And yet, here I was, stepping into the glass fortress of Maddox Sports Management, clutching a lukewarm coffee and a résumé that wasn’t even mine.How did I get here? Oh, right. Because my twin sister, Vanessa, was a manipulative little escape artist who had tricked me into taking her job and then conveniently disappeared to “find herself” in Bali.I inhaled deeply, staring at the sleek lobby that practically screamed money and stress. The receptionist eyed me like I was already a disappointment. Fair enough. I felt like one too.I forced my shoulders back, stretching out my lips in a forced smile. "Hi, I’m Riley Harper. I’m here for—"The receptionist eyed me up and down before pursing her lips. "You're late."Great. Fantastic start.I cleared my throat. "I had some… unexpected delays
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2: Public Disaster

Riley’s POVI was so fired. Jax Maddox was currently standing in the middle of a press conference, surrounded by reporters and flashing cameras, looking like he was two seconds away from committing murder. And I was the reason why. Let’s rewind. It all started with an email. A simple, harmless email. Jax had a scheduled charity meet-and-greet with fans at a fancy rooftop lounge in the city. Easy, right? All I had to do was confirm it. But somewhere between dodging Jax’s unreasonable demands and trying not to have a mental breakdown over how distractingly attractive Leo Carter was, I—well… I accidentally sent confirmation for the wrong date. So now, instead of Jax meeting a few VIP fans in a controlled, private setting… He was standing alone in front of hundreds of screaming tennis fans, shoved into an impromptu press conference at an open venue, with zero preparation. Oops. I watched from the sidelines as reporters bombarded him with questions. "Jax, any thoughts
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3: Training session

Riley’s POVBy the time my alarm blared at 2:30 a.m., I was seriously questioning my life choices. I groaned, smacked the clock until it stopped, and rolled out of bed like a corpse reanimating. My entire body ached from yesterday’s disaster—physically, from all the running around, and emotionally, from the soul-crushing realization that Jax Maddox was only getting started with his torment. Three a.m., no excuses. That’s what he’d said. Dragging myself from bed, I cursed Jax under my breath the entire time. I had exactly half an hour to get dressed and make it across the city to his penthouse before he found another reason to fire me. Who in their right mind scheduled a meeting for 3 a.m.? And training for 4 a.m.? Only Jax freaking Maddox. I hurriedly threw on my sweatshirt, grabbed my phone, bag, tablet, journal, and immediately started driving to his penthouse. The moment I stepped into Jax’s place, I knew something was off. It was too quiet. No passive-aggressive co
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4: Breakfast with trouble

Riley’s POVBy the time the match ended, Jax looked like he was ready to break something. Preferably Leo’s face. Unfortunately for him, Leo had won. And Leo? Well, he looked way too pleased with himself. I was still processing everything when Leo turned to me with a grin that could sell millions in toothpaste commercials. "Looks like I owe you breakfast, Riley," he announced, spinning his racket before tucking it under his arm. I blinked. "Wait—what?" Jax, still gripping his own racket like he might snap it in half, scoffed. "That wasn’t the deal." Leo raised an eyebrow. "Technically, there wasn’t a deal at all since you didn’t agree to any of my terms as you usually do.” He paused. “But since I won, I figured I’d treat Riley to breakfast. You know, as a gentleman should." I stared at him, then at Jax, whose jaw twitched like he was actively deciding whether or not to argue. To my surprise, he didn’t. Instead, he rolled his shoulders and muttered, "Do whatever you wa
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