Chased By Billionaire After One Night

Due to the plight of her family, Phoebe had no choice but to embark on the path of selling herself.

In an accident, she had a tangled night with Alexander.

Everything began to derail, and even if she fled to the ends of the earth, she would still be found by him and entangled...

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Phoebe screamed in frustration, "What do you want from me?"

What was this supposed to be?

He raised an eyebrow wickedly. "What do I want? You'll find out soon enough." With that, he hoisted her up and carried her back into the office.

The door slammed shut with a kick, and he cleared the desk with a sweep of his arm before laying her down on it, his body pinning hers in place, completely trapping her in his grasp.

Every cell in his body was telling him he wanted her. He wanted to claim her again.

This time, there would be no escape for her—he wouldn't let her slip away. Never again.

If he had suffered for five years, then this woman wouldn't get off easily either!

Prologue-The New CEO

"Phoebe, pack your things and report to the CEO's office now!" the HR manager, Alvis, commanded.

Phoebe, who had been carefully organizing documents at her desk, immediately stopped what she was doing and responded, "Got it, sir!"

"I mean NOW! Don't keep boss waiting!" Alvis urged. Phoebe didn't dare hesitate any longer and hurriedly stood up to gather her belongings.

Ten minutes later, she was on the top floor, her arms full of items.

The company had been doing well, but for some reason, it was mysteriously acquired by an unknown corporation last week, and with that, a new boss had taken over.

The news had shocked the entire staff, including Phoebe. But what puzzled her even more was how she had inexplicably become the new CEO's secretary.

Was she lucky or unlucky?

On one hand, her salary had doubled, but on the other, she had suddenly become the target of envy and hostility from the female employees.

As she stepped out of the elevator and arrived at the CEO's office door, she knocked lightly and politely said, "Sir, I'm your new secretary, here to report for duty!"

"..."

No response.

Thinking the new CEO hadn't heard her, Phoebe raised her voice slightly and repeated, "Sir, I'm your new secretary, here to report!"

Still, there was no sound. Phoebe grew nervous. Had she knocked wrong, or was it the way she spoke?

As her mind raced with various thoughts, a deep, magnetic voice finally broke the silence.

"Come in."

Two word, simple and cold, yet with a husky edge.

Phoebe's heart skipped a beat. That voice—it felt strangely familiar.

A face flashed in her mind, and her heart ached with a dull pain.

Shaking her head to clear her thoughts, she told herself not to think about it.

That man was long gone from her life. For the past five years, she had lived peacefully,