He hired the woman who came to ruin him.
The board of Vance Holdings hired my firm to put Damien Vance in prison for embezzling four hundred million dollars.
He hired me back.
Not the firm. Me. By name. With a desk in his office, a chair he'd already measured, six of my pens lined up in a tray, and a clause in the contract about my mother's hospital bills he had no business knowing about.
I should have walked out.
I should have filed the report the moment I found the wires. I should have run when I figured out where the money was actually going. I should have told him to stop the night he closed the door behind me on the forty-seventh floor and asked me, in a voice I will hear in my head until I die, whether I wanted him to.
I didn't do any of those things.
I'm Eleanor Hale. Forensic accountant. Twenty-six. Daughter of a hospital cleaner. Top of my class at Wharton, and the most incorruptible person Damien Vance could buy.
He bought me anyway.
And then — somewhere between Geneva and a black dress and his hand on my thigh in the back of a Rolls '' he stopped buying.
And started begging.
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The board of Vance Holdings hired my firm to put Damien Vance in prison for embezzling four hundred million dollars.
He hired me back.
Not the firm. Me. By name. With a desk in his office, a chair he'd already measured, six of my pens lined up in a tray, and a clause in the contract about my mother's hospital bills he had no business knowing about.
I should have walked out.
I should have filed the report the moment I found the wires. I should have run when I figured out where the money was actually going. I should have told him to stop the night he closed the door behind me on the forty-seventh floor and asked me, in a voice I will hear in my head until I die, whether I wanted him to.
I didn't do any of those things.
I'm Eleanor Hale. Forensic accountant. Twenty-six. Daughter of a hospital cleaner. Top of my class at Wharton, and the most incorruptible person Damien Vance could buy.
He bought me anyway.
And then — somewhere between Geneva and a black dress and his hand on my thigh in the back of a Rolls '' he stopped buying.
And started begging.
🔥 Dark billionaire romance possessive hero who falls first enemies to lovers forbidden workplace age gap praise kink only one bed touch-her-and-die morally gray MMC a heroine who can match him
For fans of Ana Huang, Penelope Douglas, and L.J. Shen.
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