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Intro. Coming home to find my fiancé in bed with my cousin should have broken me, but I refused to fall apart. I went to the office, trying to drown my pain with drink, and somehow ended up kissing my dangerously charming boss. When I begged him to sleep with me just so I could forget everything, he turned me down because I was drunk until I wrote a statement right there, giving him full permission to do whatever he wanted. Roman read the messy lines, tossed the notebook beside the sofa, and looked at me again. "Whatever I choose to do, Blaire, you might be playing a very risky game."He leaned back, hands on his knees, disably restraining himself from touching me. His posture, his low voice, everything made desire burn hotter. My spine tingled. "Are you sure, Blaire? He asked. His tone soft but serious. "Once we start, there's no going back." I hesitated, doubt swirling. What was I even doing? This was crazy, wanting to fall into the arms of my boss, the man who always kept things profes

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