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Chapter 1 Her Boss Isabelle Foster woke up in a bed she didn't recognize. She looked around groggily at the unfamiliar room and tried to piece together what had happened. Yesterday was the department dinner, and she'd accidentally had way too much to drink. After that... Her mind suddenly snapped into sharp focus as the memory hit her. His deep groans still echoed in her ears like they were haunting her. She cut off that train of thought right there and just wanted to get the hell out of this mess. She picked up her torn white shirt from the floor, but there was no way she could wear it out like this. Her hands shook as she tossed the ruined fabric aside, and then she spotted a clean outfit laid out on the bed. He'd obviously left it there for her—a professional skirt suit. She threw it on as fast as she could. The clothes weren't her usual style, so he'd probably just grabbed something random to deal with the situation. When she checked herself in the mirror, she noticed her neck was completely clear, but everything below her collarbone was covered in marks. Ha! Am I supposed to thank him for being a gentleman or something? Like he was so worried about people knowing he'd slept with someone! Isabelle sighed and walked out of the bathroom, taking in her surroundings. This was a massive suite, but it felt completely lifeless, like no one actually lived here. It didn't quite feel like a hotel, but it also kind of did. She grabbed her purse from the nightstand and headed for the door. Turns out it definitely wasn't a hotel. When she opened the bedroom door, a huge living room stretched out in front of her, and a familiar figure immediately caught her eye. He was sitting on the couch wearing headphones, with a pillow balanced on his lap and a laptop resting on top of it. He was wearing black loungewear and looked totally relaxed and casual. When he heard the bedroom door open, he looked up with those intense eyes of his. The man sitting there was her bo

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