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“Katherine,” he groaned another woman's name while inside me. I should've pushed him off. But my body had already melted into his heat. I was the PA of Alexander Knight—Manhattan's most notorious playboy. Then one drvgged night, he took me to bed—and called me her. A name I'd never heard. Next morning? I said nothing. Went back to work. Filed his reports. Booked his flights. Like nothing happened. Like my skin didn't still burn where his hands had been. He didn't remember. Fine by me. I only wanted to earn my place. That's all. Then my mom got sick. Bills piled up. I took a second job. He caught me moonlighting. “I could fire you,” he said, leaning close, twirling my lost purple hair tie between his fingers. “Or you could be mine. One year.” I froze. He remembered. All this time, he'd been watching me pretend—enjoying the show. And now he thought... this was a deal? A bitter laugh scraped my throat. “You think I'd sell myself for money?” His jaw tightened. Must be the first time anyone had ever refused him. “I thought you were different, Mr. Knight.” My voice cracked, but I held it steady—barely. Mom's treatments, the second job, the two pink lines I'd hidden in my drawer this morning. One wrong word away from shattering. “Find another assistant.” I walked out. He would never know I was already carrying the one thing he couldn't buy. *** Madison I lifted my gaze from the computer screen as the elevator dinged. A woman in a red dress strutted toward me, her heels clicking against the marble floor like a timer counting down to chaos. "I'm here to see Alexander." She planted her manicured hands on my desk, leaning forward with a smile that didn't reach her eyes. "Do you have an appointment?" "I don't need one. We have... history. Just tell Shim Vanessa's here." "I'm sorry, but Mr. Knight only takes scheduled appointments. I can help you set one up for next week-" "Listen here, little secretary." She interrupted. "I'm Vanessa Caldwell. I spent the night wit

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