Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

The executive blinked hard, half-convinced he was hallucinating.

Was the sun rising in the west today?

The CEO of Ferguson Corporation was married—and apparently head-over-heels for his wife.

"No need, she's not coming in for a while," Dylan said, his tone flat.

Morgan, who'd made a career out of reading people, leaned in conspiratorially. "Did you two have a fight? You're always so busy with work and meetings overseas. Maybe you should spend more time with your wife. Relationships only grow if you put in the time, you know?"

As he spoke, Morgan tried to sneak a peek at the marriage certificate, dying to see what kind of woman had actually managed to win over their famously cold CEO.

Then he saw the name. And the photo. He froze, then rubbed his eyes again, just to be sure.

Wait-this couldn't be right. That name... that face...

Clara?

Everyone at Ferguson Corporation knew Clara. Back when she worked here, she was always hanging around Simon. Everyone joked she was obsessed with him. If any woman even looked Simon's way, Clara would chase her off, then turn around and dote on him even more.

And Clara wasn't just pretty-she was stunning. No actress on TV could compete. But the way she chased after Simon had rubbed a lot of people the wrong way.

Morgan wondered if he was just seeing things. Maybe it was a different Clara? Maybe it was just someone with the same name...

Clara's face, and

looked kind in the photo-there was

wished he could unsee all of this. Why had he been so nosey?

end

quietly, pretending he hadn't seen a

the marriage certificate, his voice cool as

sure she'd want

only feel happy if he kept his

suddenly felt a little awkward. "If è you're willing to spend time with her, I'm sure any woman would fall for you. Anyway, I've got a couple more meetings today, and here are the latest reports for you. Ohpand congratulations on your marriage! Should we give out wedding candy to everyone? I know a few really good places-I'll have them send over their best today so

got to Morgan's position

fan, as long as

sure everything went

short "Mm," looking at him with a

handling this, Director

glowed. The CEO never complimented anyone-usually,

got was a grunt, even if you

"Leave it to me, sir. I'll get on it right

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other executives had been gossiping, betting that with the CEO's personality, he'd be single forever. No

the office in high spirits—only to nearly bump into Simon, who was coming up to the