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Just Before My Wedding: Trapped By My Ruthless Boss novel Chapter 142

Chapter 142

Chapter 142

KISARET

By Monday morning my chest still hurt

I’d barely slept

I kept seeing him on his knees in the hallway. The mighty Ocean Stark, looking up at me like I was the only thing holding him to the earth, and me telling him to leave. And the part I couldn’t make sense of that grower at met weekend till morning was the fact that he actually left. No text, no call. Nothing He just went quier

I should have felt relieved, instead, I felt like I’d been hollowed out with a spoon

I stood in front of the mirror, fastening the tiny hook at the back of my blouse with fingers that felt ton claray for has c body. My bangs wouldn’t sit right, no matter how many times I brushed ther down. My face looked pale, despite the makeup I put on.

I loathed the fact that I kept looking at my phone, and I felt the same stupid drop in my stomach every time it wapend

The bathroom door opened behind me.

Jace was awake, propped against the headboard, watching me with that easy, proprietary look I used to find handso

“You’re leaving already?” he asked.

“Yes” I forced a reply.

“It’s barely seven.” He stretched, the sheet sliding down, as he pated the space beside him. “Come back to bed. Just for a bus

“I can’t. I’ll be late.”

“Arel” His voice softened into a coaxing tone.

He caught my wrist as I passed, tugging me down toward him. His mouth found my shoulder

“The planner called. We need to finalize the seating chart today. Your aunt wants the family table adjusted the salt Harrington may attend briefly after the ceremony.” He said in a gruff voice

“I don’t want to talk about the wedding this morning.” I replied, jvitation building everywhere he touches me

“It’s m two weeks. Arel” He sucked on my shoulder

“I know when my wedding is. And I don’t want to talk about it now.” I attempted to stand up again, but he held in a firmly, refusing to let go

“Come here. It’s been- his hand add up my side. “do you even know how long it’s been spice we last snakk

two months”

His hand shd up my thigh, pushing the hem of my skirt wub. To starting to forget what my ow

His longers pressed between my legs through the fabrm, and in who de bly volle

God knows I wasn’t nervous shy I just felt a deci, chud

my throat

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Chapter 142

Twarped but be obviously didn’t get the warning in my tone

“You’ve been distant His mouth tilted slightly, but there was no humor in it. You think I haven’t noticed

I was quiet

“We’re getting married in two weeks He added, his khe coming up to the side of my face

“That doesn’t mean I owe you my body on a Monday morning

His thumb moved beneath the edge of my blouse, touching bare skin

A wave of nausea rose so suddenly I had to swallow hard.

His cologne suddenly smelt thick and wrong and rotten at the back of my mouth. And for one horrible second I genuine thought I’d be sick all over him

I showed his hand off and stood.

“I’m late

His eyes sharpened. “What’s wrong with you?”

“Nothing” 1 grabbed my handbag from the bed. “I didn’t sleep well.”

He looked at me for a moment too long, then his gaze dropped to my bare hand,

“Where is the ring?”

I exhaled through my nose. “Jace, please.”

“Where is it?” He snapped.

“I told you. I’m still fighting with Elgin. I’ll get it.”

“You said that days ago.” He moved, like he was corning to get me, but stopped halfway on the bed.

“And I will get it

“No. You’ll get it today!” His voice hardened so quickly I looked back at him. “That ring cost thousands of dollars. It’s bees your finger for days. Do you have any idea how that looks? My fancee, two weeks from the wedding, wking around with bare hand?” He stood up. ‘I don’t care what you and Elgin are fighting about. Get it Today Beture you come home from be office. I want it back on your finger where it belongs

“You don’t get to order me

I’m not ordering. I’m telling you what’s going to happen.

My Thuruar burged

Anything else you want to schedule for my body before brea

This face went roll “Watch your mouth.

I stared at him for one long rostem, grabbed my bag ud into a war I didn’t have the strength

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What was/xyywad to do when I saw him?

Say good morning

Or pretend none of Friday night ever happened?

The driver pulled my attention back to the car.

1 blinked “Right. Sorry”

stepped out, smoothed my skirt with damp palms, and walked toward the entrance with my barge already in we band

I tapped at against the reader, and all I got was a beep and a red light.

My badge didn’t work.

That was really strange

I tried again and got the same response.

A man behind me shifted impatiently until I had to step aside, my cheeks heating up with dight embarrasens whe scanned this badge and walked through without looking at me

I tried a third time still red

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Alis Harry Oneal the suited men called Im going to have to ask you to step over here:

dn’t me Why

He glanced toward the side office neal reception “TIR asked to see you when you arrived

“HR repeated

“Yes, ma’am

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1 looked toward the elevators

The one that would take me up to Oceans floor opened, and Dora stepped out with a stack of files against her chest. She capter me, slowed for hall a second, then looked away quickly

My mouth went dry

I followed the security guard into the small glass-walled office beside reception. A woman from HR wat inside with a folder in front of her 1 recognized her but couldn’t remember her name maybe because my brain had stopped holding normal

information

She stood when I entered.

“Miss Harry” she called softly with a polite smile on her face.

“What is this?” I asked.

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