The Imperfect Victim

Chapter 1

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I Fell for My Boss

He taught me the tricks to getting promoted and a raise—up close and personal.

Feeling the clash of our bodies,

I sank deep into a web of self-deception...

Blake Harrison was my boss, in a sharp tailored suit, his long fingers holding a pen as he stood in front of everyone delivering a speech.

Behind his gold-rimmed glasses was a restrained maturity far different from us fresh-out-of-college grads.

I watched his distinct knuckles push up his glasses, unconsciously crossing my legs.

God, Mr. Harrison is so hot!

Sexy yet so controlled—if only those hands could caress my body...

Imagining that blush-worthy scene, my face flushed and my breathing quickened.

“Emily Brooks, what do you think about Apex Corp's profit this quarter?”

The boss's voice suddenly rang out. Startled, I jumped up from my chair.

The movement was too sudden, making my well-developed curves bounce noticeably.

“I... I...”

“Boss, sorry, I don't know...”

I lowered my head in regret—getting caught fantasizing about the boss in public was so embarrassing!

“Sit down. Come to my office after work.”

Blake Harrison's sharp gaze behind the gold-rimmed glasses nearly made my legs give out; it was like he could see through all my thoughts.

But my body reacted under his stare, making me even more shy as I bowed my head and clenched my thighs.

My face burned; it felt like his eyes scanned every inch of me, as if I were standing naked before him.

Blake Harrison turned away, withdrawing his gaze from me, and continued discussing those boring numbers as if nothing had happened.

I gripped my skirt tightly, feeling a mix of shame and anticipation, completely missing the dark glint that flashed briefly behind his gold-rimmed glasses.