F****d By The Man Who Fired My Sister

When billionaire CEO Marcus Ashford destroyed my sister's career with a single callous decision, I swore I'd make him pay. The plan was simple: infiltrate his office, gather ammunition, and watch him burn. But Marcus - ruthless, commanding, and dangerously magnetic - wasn't supposed to notice me. And I absolutely wasn't supposed to want him.

From the moment I became his new assistant, the game shifted. Every stolen glance across the conference table. Every accidental touch that set my skin on fire. Every heated exchange that blurred the line between professional and deeply, desperately personal. Marcus is a man who takes what he wants, and God help me, he wants me.

Working late. Locked office doors. His hand sliding up my thigh under mahogany desks. The way he whispers commands that make my body obey before my mind catches up. The intense, breathless moments where power and vulnerability collide - where the hunter and hunted become impossible to distinguish.

But revenge doesn't disappear just because the sex is phenomenal. My sister still needs justice. Marcus still has secrets worth exposing. And somewhere between the sheets and the boardroom, feelings became dangerously real.

When Marcus discovers my betrayal, everything fractures. Now I face an impossible choice: finish the destruction I started, or risk everything for a second chance at something neither of us planned for. Because this man - the one I was supposed to destroy - just got down on one knee. And I'm terrified that saying yes means losing everything.

Sometimes the person you hate becomes the person you can't live without.