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My fiancé Charles and I are getting married in five days.

But right now, he's giving another man the passion he's never given me.

Oh, Mark.

Yes.

Fuck me.

Good for you, Charles.

Grace, why are you here?

You betrayed me.

With a man?

In our bed!

No, I... Just... So, you're the fiancé?

You knew he was engaged?

I knew he had a fiancé.

I just didn't expect her to come home tonight.

Mark, wait! I'm sorry, I didn't know she'd be back.

Then you should deal with her.

You never looked at me like that.

Not even once.

Grace, I...

We're done, Charles.

I regret ever loving you.

I regret believing that this was my home.

Who do you think you are?

You're nothing but someone who was adopted by your family and lives at

others' mercy.

My family and I made you valuable enough to stand here. Without me, you're

nothing!

You think you can just walk away from me?

You bastard!

Grace is so lucky to be marrying you. My family and I made you valuable enough to

stand here. Without me, you're nothing!

Man like you to define my value go to hell and take your hypocrisy and your

pathetic ego with you Give

me the cheapest single room. Are you alright ma'am? Would you like me to call

room service for you?

No, thanks Let's get you checked in as quickly as possible so you can take

a hot shower That's who I always wanted to be Independent.

Powerful. Not giving a damn about any man's opinion.

Is the spare key for the presidential suite ready? Ready. Presidential suite

six. No problem. Everything's scheduled and arranged for tomorrow.

Is a regular single room this big?

I'm going to make a big fortune.

I want to be like that hot, rich, gorgeous woman on the billboard.

You're the woman in the ad.

Am I dreaming?

God, she looks so much more mature than me.

Compared to her presence, Charles suddenly feels like a boy playing house.

This feels...

Too real.

I don't know who sent you, but I don't have the energy for these games tonight.

No.

Please don't go.

If no one still wants me, even in my dreams, that would hurt too much.

Am I not good enough?

My first relationship was so painfully vacuous. I just want to feel something.

Real. Even if this is only a dream.

Wait!

Wake up.

Leave if you're sober.

How old are you?

Old enough to be responsible for myself.

Why, does it matter?

Answer my question.

Twenty-three.

Twenty-three?

Then I'll have to be gentle.

I don't do things without clear ground rules.

Do I have your consent?

Answer me with words.

Yes, you do.

Damn it.

She looks so fragile and pure, like a flower trying to bloom, and all I want

is to ruin her completely, like a beast barely holding on to reason.

Please.

Can you touch me now?

Don't.

If you kiss me, we end it here tonight.

Understand?

Understood.

Does that excite you?

I... Is this

what you want?

Good girl?

No, I can't.

Did those men you had never really satisfy you?

Please.

Please.

Why are you begging me?

What exactly are you begging me to give you?

Oh, God.

Please.

Mama, put them in.

Oh my God.

Are you a virgin?

Are you a virgin?

I'm not a virgin.

If you're not a virgin, then why are you still so tight?

Damn it.

I don't think I can stay patient anymore.

Charles had never made me feel anything like this.

The woman in this dream is much better than every man I'd ever been with in

real life.

What are

you doing?

Your fingers. Just like that.

Don't stop. Please don't stop.

I'm coming. Fuck.

I'm almost there!

This

is the best

wet dream I've ever had.

Did you just say, this is a dream?

Oh my god.

I actually had a wet dream about being with a woman?

It has to be because of Charles coming out that threw me off. Plus all that

overthinking after I saw that ad at the reception last night.

How many times did I even touch myself in that dream last night?

Good morning, Miss Reed.

These are the resumes of the candidates for the PR department who have passed

the final round interview.

Why was Blanchette late this morning?

Ma'am.

Blanchette picked up the wrong spare keycard at the reception of the hotel

yesterday. She had to go take care of that this morning and retrieve the

correct one.

So that's how that girl ended up in my bed.

Make sure it doesn't happen again.

Yes, ma'am.

Oh, God, yes.

Your fingers, just like that, don't come in. Fuck, I'm almost there!

Looks like the sweet little thing I have had the chance to savor from last night

delivered herself to my door.

Austin, tell this candidate called Grace Todd that she's hired. Have her report

in this afternoon.

Yes, ma'am.

Forget the jerk.

Embrace the new life, Grace.

Good afternoon, Miss Reed.

Tell the M&A department that if they can't get the rock-bottom price by 3 p

.m., the whole team doesn't need to show up tomorrow.

Yes, ma'am. God, the owner of this company is that female billionaire in

the ad?

She's literally my super idol.

Those men you had, did they ever really satisfy you?

Are you insane, Grace?

Why are you still thinking about that ridiculous dream from last night?

It's practically sacrilegious.

What's wrong? Did I put my shirt on backwards?

Hey.

Hey. What are you doing?

Sweetheart, I know today's your big first day at the new job and all, but

damn, did you go a little overboard last night?

Overboard with what?

Go to the bathroom and cover up your battle scars. This is Reed Group, not

some crazy frat party.

Oh my god.

Does that mean that what I remembered about last night was not a dream?

Did you just say, this is a dream?

Yeah, a dream.

It's just that I never thought I'd be into women before.

But I guess I've had enough of fake, immature men and Charles.

I want something different.

You're lying in my bed in your lingerie, thinking this is a dream.

You've got some nerve.

I'll have someone take you back.

I clearly made a mistake playing this stupid game with you.

What do you think you're doing?

What do you think?

Repaying you for that mind-blacking orgasm you just gave me.

Get off me.

I know you want it too.

Your body doesn't lie.

Come on, Mama. Let go for once.

What?

I hate immature women.

Didn't get her cum, but at least I got mine.

Definitely the best wet dream I've ever had.

Oh my god.

All the memories came back.

I threw myself at her.

Oh God, I got drunk and acted crazy in my future boss's bed, shouting at her to

wreck me.

Sweetheart, are you still in there?

The orientation for new hires is about to start. Hurry up.

Mrs. Reed hates it when people are late.

Coming!

Thank you so much for your help earlier.

I'm Grace Todd.

Just call me Oliver.

Are you doing some kind of role play now?

Those ugly glasses are completely obscuring your pretty face.

I just... I want to keep a low profile.

As long as you're happy about that. Let's go.

I heard our CEO is unmarried. Do you think I have a chance?

You? Stop daydreaming.

Welcome to the brutal working world, rookies. Now, let's give the warmest

round of applause to the absolute core of Reed Group, Miss Victoria Reed.

Oh my God, Victoria is so damn charming.

And she's almost 40. I didn't expect her to be this sexy. Surely both women and

men love her.

Honestly, I really love her domineering queen vibe. If she told me to call her

mama right now, I'd drop to my knees on the spot.

Oh God.

Last night, I not only called her mama, but I also touched her.

Why is your face so red? Are you okay?

Finally, welcome to Reed Group.

Thank you, Ms. Reed, for that wonderful speech. As a tradition in the Public

Relations Department, today we will randomly select one lucky new employee

to come up on stage for a photo with her, which will be featured on the cover

of our internal magazine.

Let's see who this lucky beam of light will land on.

You can't see me you can't see me you definitely don't recognize me you can't

see me you can't see me Hey, why are you spacing out?

I? was chosen dream on That brown newsie from sales got to take a photo alone

with her.

Now Mr. Aiden Gibson is calling all new players up on stage for a group photo.

Let's go.

Great. Looks like my ugly glasses are working perfectly.

If she finds out I'm here, she'll fire me on the spot. Or worse, sue me to pay

her for emotional damages. What are you waiting for? Hurry, get on stage.

Everyone look at the camera.

Three two one You

think a pair of ugly glasses is enough to hide from me

How naive

it's not that easy to get away from me when you've messed with me

Today was supposed to be a fresh start for me

I was supposed to walk into Reed Group like a successful career woman, not

hiding from my one-night stand who also happens to be the female executive like

a fugitive.

Oh, God, what kind of twisted story is this?

Babe, I understand if you don't have the mood to come try on the dress. No

worries. Eleanor and I are already here. We'll pick out the most beautiful one

for you.

Arrogant idiot.

He actually thinks this wedding is still happening?

If it weren't for his betrayal, I wouldn't have gone to that bar last

night, got drunk, and made such a huge fool of myself at the company today.

Take me to the bridal shop in the city center.

Hey, Grace.

You finally made it. How was your first day?

Not bad.

Charles said you were too tired to come here today.

What happened?

Grace, you're acting really strange today.

Grace.

Charles, you are getting even more shameless.

You actually had the nerve to bring him here.

I'm just here to help you pick out a dress.

Charles has been anxious about last night, so I came to keep him company.

Grace, can you stop being so unreasonable?

Mark, shut up.

Just leave.

You know what, Charles?

I spent the whole day trying to figure out what I ever saw in you.

Honestly, I think about that a lot, too.

Can we talk in private, Grace?

Please, honey, this isn't the right place. I think this is the perfect

place.

I should have done this last night.

You bitch.

You'd better not touch her.

Grace, what happened?

What did he do?

He cheated on me.

Who's the other woman?

I swear I'll find that shameless... She's lying!

I didn't cheat on her with Mark!

I'm not gay!

Well, now you've heard it.

Charles is gay.

What?

I think I misheard.

Grace, I think you meant to say he's a jerk, not... No, you heard it right.

The man who was supposed to marry me in a few days is into men.

And I caught them together red-handed.

He was with him.

On the bed we bought together.

Damn, this is crazy.

So Charles knew he was gay and still planned to marry you?

Yes, he... You disgusting...

Selfish bastard!

Liar!

Eleanor! Scumbag!

Eleanor, stop!

Stop it! Wyatt, help me!

I don't usually do this, but... Ow!

Damn it!

You deserve that, scumbag. He actually is gay?

Maybe confronting them here in the bridal shop wasn't a good idea.

So you're saying this man, who looks like he got beaten to a pulp, is your

fiancé? Ex-fiancé!

Sorry, officer.

She's a bit too emotional right now.

Fine. Ex-fiancé.

And you, after your ex-fiancé cheated on you with this man here, brought your

friends along to beat them up?

Yes, that's right.

This is not over.

This is a severe assault.

I'm going to sue you all! Then do it, you smug little prick!

I'll cut your balls off and eat them with cereal!

Sit down, all of you!

This is a police station, not a place for street fights!

Sir, do you want to press charges against them?

No. This is just a misunderstanding between me and my fiancé.

Officer, if there's nothing else, can we leave now?

You can.

But keep your friends in check.

Grace, I... Let's not see each other again, Charles.

I'm sorry for dragging you into this mess.

Grace, I know how much you loved him.

You didn't deserve any of this.

I'm fine now.

Really. You two should go home.

Where are you going?

Home.

Grace, do you think I'm stupid?

Wait, what are you doing?

Wait, what are you doing?

Taking you home, obviously.

I will never let my best friend wander the streets like the heroine of some

tragic movie.

Besides, our place is pretty close to your new office.

Thank you, guys.

Dude, she looks like she just walked out of a fucking magazine.

Total knockout.

Oh my God. Man, she's bleeding a lot. Should we get out and call the cops?

Call the cops? Just go.

Reed Group will handle it for me.

After the crash video went viral last night, the PR department immediately

issued a statement saying that we terminated our partnership with the

celebrity. But we didn't expect that this morning the coward couldn't take

the fierce cyberbullying and killed himself in his apartment.

Now the girl's parents are crying and saying things in front of every camera.

News outlets, everyone on social media platforms, and influencers are all

tearing into Reed Group, placing the blame entirely on us.

Due to the scandal, the company's stock price plummeted 8% at today's opening

bell.

So where are your solutions?

Boss, we've tried everything. We reached out to the victim's family, but her

parents refused to talk to us.

We tried to control the narrative, but that clip of the celebrity saying Reed

Group will handle it for him has been shared millions of times. People believe

every word of it.

I'll handle the family myself. By the end of today, you will give me a viable

permanent solution unless you'd all prefer to lose your jobs by then. Now

get out.

Have the new hires of the PR department come? They have, ma'am. Hopefully they

turn out to be useful.

Especially that slick-tongued little one.

Hey. Did you see the news last night? The supervisor wants us to study this

celebrity car crash PR crisis and come up with a solution.

I really feel for the girl who got hit.

Me too. It's awful.

But don't you think it's strange?

It all feels a little too coincidental.

Hey, new girl, no more chit-chat. Take these files up to Miss Reed's office

right now.

Me? Yes, you. Now go.

Nothing's going to happen. I look completely different now.

She won't recognize me for sure.

Okay, go in, put down the files, get out. Nobody dies today.

Perfect.

No way.

That's Lily Cooper's The Phoenix Project.

Out of print, only two physical copies exist in the world. I'd kill to own one.

I just want to touch it. Just one touch, just for one second.

Almost there.

Oh no.

No, no, no, no.

What do you think I should do with a thief who sneaks into my office without

permission?

Just one look, and I felt like she had stripped me naked.

Hmm. You sure take a long time to think before you speak. Should I take that as

a confession to your crime?

No!

Then tell me.

What exactly were you doing in my office, sneaking around and touching

things that don't belong to you?

I'm Grace Todd, a new hire in PR.

I was just dropping off the documents Aiden asked me to.

That's all. I definitely wasn't trying to steal anything.

So, why did you touch my book?

I mean, I just saw a book on your shelf and recognized it. I wasn't even going

to read it or even open it. I just wanted to touch it. Just this once.

Wait, look at this office. It's full of expensive things. If I really wanted to

steal something, do you think I'd choose a book?

You should have done some research first.

What?

This is the most expensive thing in this room.

This book?

Five hundred million dollars.

Five... What?

Neil. Beg for my forgiveness.

What?

You.

Grace.

Yes?

Do I look like someone who has time to play games with you?

Then be a good girl and do as I say.

Yes, ma'am.

Please. Why?

Please. Mama, put them in.

I wanted

to

know what it would feel like if she touched me again while I was sober.

Mrs. Reed?

Grace, have we met somewhere before?

Why is it that you look at me in such an eager way?

Oh God, did she recognize me?

I'm such an idiot.

How could I be drooling over her when I'm in such a dangerous situation?

Miss Reed?

Austin!

Do I need to teach you how to knock? Sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt you.

You mentioned Austin.

Yes, ma'am. Austin had a little accident.

How is he?

It's not a serious one. He's in the hospital now. The doctor said he just

needed to take a rest.

Fine.

Since Austin is out and can't drive, postpone the meeting with the victim's

parents.

That's exactly why I burst in, ma'am. We can't postpone it. They said this is the

only chance they're giving us.

If we don't show up today, they'll never speak to us again.

Wait, what? If all she needs is a driver, why doesn't she just find

another driver?

I can drive.

I mean, I can drive you there, if the only reason the meeting might fall

through is that there's no driver.

Wait, did I say something wrong?

Grace, Mrs. Reed never lets anyone drive for her, except Austin.

Why?

I mean, I'm a great driver, ma'am. As your employee, I feel obligated to help.

Maybe that could earn me a little leniency for what happened today.

No, that's not like that. People usually don't... Let her do it.

What?

You have my permission now.

But if you make even the slightest mistake on the road with your flawless

driving, you'll take full responsibility for it.

And I will personally give you your punishment.

We leave in ten minutes.

Go get ready. Yes, ma'am.

She probably thinks I'm blind.

Interesting.

This little liar has no idea what kind of devil she's making a deal with.

Grace?

Sorry, what?

You're really brave.

And a good person.

Sorry, what do you mean?

I mean, you must respect Miss Reed a whole lot. Just like I do.

Honestly, probably even more than I do. I'd never volunteer to drive for her.

Never. What on earth is she talking about?

I believe in you, Grace.

Just be careful.

As long as you don't make any mistakes, Mrs. Reed won't have a reason to punish

you.

You're scaring me, Blanchett.

What exactly do you mean by her punishment?

I'm not sure, but I've heard some rumors.

Like once, a business partner made a dirty joke about her at a meeting.

She canceled the billion-dollar deal on the spot.

Afterward, she bankrupt the guy's company.

Well, actually, I... Oh, God, you have to get downstairs.

Miss Reed is always extremely punctual.

Remember, don't drive too fast, don't try to cut anyone off, and most

importantly, absolutely do not talk to her in the car.

Good luck.

Oh, my God.

It feels super good sitting in this car.

Don't mess this up.

Babe, don't freak out, but this video has been trending for a while.

Seriously, don't freak out!

What video?

She's lying!

I didn't cheat on her with Mark! I'm not gay!

At this rate, I'm definitely going to become a meme.

Wait!

What if Victoria sees this video and recognizes me?

Drive.

Is there something on my face, Grace?

No, nothing.

Keep your eyes on the road.

By the way, what's your take on Reed Group's current celebrity car crash

crisis? I think it's a very unfortunate accident, but if the negotiation with

the family goes well, I believe things will settle down and people will also...

I asked for what you really think about it, or do you not have any opinions

about it at all?

To be honest, I think it's suspicious.

Go on.

Everyone's saying it was just an accident, but the timing, the leaked

video, the celebrity suicide, it's all way too coincidental. It feels like it

was carefully orchestrated.

Interesting.

Stay in the car.

Miss Reeve, are you here to buy off the family with money? There are rumors that

you personally participated in covering up the scandal. Is that true?

God,

she's a total queen with pure commanding presence.

Hello?

Grace, you finally picked up.

It's me, Charles.

Charles?

Don't call me again, Charles.

Wait. Don't hang up.

It's about my family.

So? My father is furious, Grace.

The video got to him. Now he wants to teach you a lesson.

You know what my father is like.

You don't want to piss him off.

He's dangerous.

He's right, and I know it. That man is wealthy, ruthless, cruel, and connected

to the mafia. I have to admit that... I'm afraid of him too. I'm telling you

this because despite the fact that we had a fight, I still care about you.

That video has ruined his reputation and I'm worried he might actually do

something. I get it, but I don't need to know this.

Grace, I know you're mad.

But I assure you that I've cut all ties with Mark. I swear I'll spend the rest

of my life making it up to you.

Our wedding is next week. What?

Have you lost your mind?

How many times do I have to tell you that there's no wedding for us?

Grace. We've hit some rough patches, but I really think we can still fix this. I

truly want to be with you. You make me happy.

See? You laughed.

You're not mad anymore, right?

It was just a mistake. You're right.

We all make mistakes.

Yes, exactly. A mistake. A stupid mistake because of impulses. But what we

have is real.

You know what else was impulsive, Charles?

What? That same night.

I made a mistake, too.

Huh. What is it? Um, never mind. Whatever it was, I forgive you.

Really?

Even if it was that I slept with a strange woman?

You... What did you say?

And guess what?

She's my lover now.

Honestly, it was the best mistake I've ever made.

I should be thanking you for opening up this wonderful new world for me. Grace.

And you wouldn't believe that it was the most amazing night of my life. I never

knew sex could be that good. Any one of her fingers is 10,000 times better than

your little cock. Stop!

And her tongue? She actually went down on me. She did the filthy thing you

always thought was too disgusting and refused to do. The way she touched me?

God, it was like she knew my own body better than I did.

Stop! You bitch!

You'll never compare to her, Charles.

So really, thank you so much for cheating on me with a man. Just don't

call me again and don't try to threaten me with your mobster father.

You and your whole family fucking stay away from me.

Oh God, I'm actually insane.

Who the hell calls the female CEO of the company they work for their lover?

This is very interesting.

She has no idea I was listening.

That makes this whole thing so much more enjoyable.

What have we done? I'm really scared.

Don't be. Just act normal.

You've been trying to see us. What exactly do you want?

What makes you think that I came here for a friendly negotiation?

Do I look like someone you can fool around?

What are you talking about?

Is that any way to speak to us?

Because of your company, our child is in this condition now. Yes!

Even if you weren't directly involved, still your people were. You shouldn't be

so heartless towards grieving parents.

Whatever you have to say, we don't want to hear it.

Please leave.

I've been very lenient.

Because of this scandal, I've lost billions in a single day, and here I am

still playing this childish game with you.

You call that heartless? How about I show you what real heartlessness looks

like? At first, I thought this was all the work of the two of you and that

celebrity, but just a few minutes ago, I heard a very interesting analysis.

The timing, the leaked video, the celebrity suicide, it's all way too

coincidental. There's no way you can orchestrate this all on your own.

Tell me, who's behind it?

I see.

You've made your choice.

No!

Oh, we'll tell you everything.

Don't you dare!

You bastard! I told you we shouldn't have done this. You even used our own

daughter. What if she died?

We were wrong, Miss Reed.

We didn't know what we were doing.

Get to the point.

There are people waiting for me out there.

Our family was drowning in debt.

The collector said that if we helped them with one thing, all our debts would

be wiped clean.

Then they brought in that celebrity.

They said he would intentionally hit our daughter with his car, but they promised

he wouldn't cause life-threatening injuries to her. They told us to pin all

the blame on you and your company.

Who's behind it?

I don't know.

They were very secretive. They just wanted it done. I swear, we never

thought it would blow up like this.

As for the celebrity, we heard he asked for more money.

But the next day he was dead. We're really scared.

So he was silenced. And it was not a suicide.

I don't know.

Please, please save us. We've told you everything.

If they find out we told you about that... I have absolutely no interest in

saving trash like you who would hurt your own child for money.

But you're still useful.

Useful? Stay here. My people will make sure you're protected.

I need my bait alive to catch the big fish.

When this is over, you will be punished for the trouble you've caused me.

Nothing. Everything at Reed Group is everything I've ever dreamed of. Too bad

I'm probably about to get fired.

She's cold and ruthless and she's practically... Oh my god!

When did she get in?

How long has she been sitting there?

Miss Reed?

Take me back to the office.

Or, is there something you'd like to tell me?

No, of course not.

Please, God, don't let her hear what I just said.

Grace. Here it comes. I'm getting fired.

Or worse, arrested for touching that damn book. Come to the office early

tomorrow. Wait, what?

Oh, and by the way, you were right about it. Huh.

I am cold and ruthless, but only to those who deserve it.

Did I just survive that? She didn't recognize me, at least not as the woman

from that night.

As long as I keep a low profile and avoid seeing her again, everything will

go back to normal.

Good start to the day.

You're in a great mood today. Something good happened?

Let's just say my life finally seems to be turning around.

The universe hasn't abandoned me.

Oh, please.

Don't hit me with that cheap inspirational crap in the morning. Oh,

Grace, there you are. Great.

What is it, Mr. Gibson?

Miss Reed wants you to work directly under her, starting today.

You've been transferred to the top floor.

Excuse me?

What did you just say?

Miss Reed wants you to work directly under her.

You've been transferred to the top floor.

Me? As far as I know, you're the only Grace here, right?

Hey, you okay?

The universe still hasn't let me off. It's decided to throw me straight into

the dragon's den.

Huh? Does it have to be me? I'm clumsy. I cause trouble if I stay in one place

for more than five minutes. Miss Reed absolutely cannot tolerate someone like

me. Look, girl, I don't know what's going on in your head, but Miss Reed

made herself very clear.

She said you made a major contribution to resolving Reed Group's celebrity

crisis. The celebrity crisis is resolved?

Yes, sweetheart.

You're the star contributor of the PR department.

Now pack your things and go to the top floor. You can't keep Miss Reed waiting.

Well, looks like we only got to be partners for one day.

When you become Miss Reed's right-hand woman, don't forget to slowly yokel down

here.

This is practically a death sentence.

There will never be peace in my life again. I'll either get silenced when she

finds out who I am, or I'll trip over my own feet and spill coffee all over her

priceless books and get buried alive.

With her unpredictable temper, anything could happen.

No way.

Is Miss Reed having sex in there?

I need to leave.

Right now.

What if she's hurt? That didn't sound like a moan during sex.

Is she having a nightmare?

Grace, are you trying to seduce me?

I swear on my life, Miss Reed, I absolutely was not trying to... I

thought you were hurt and there was no one else around. I just wanted to... The

way she touched me.

God, it was like she knew my own body better than I did.

And what else was it?

Any one of her fingers is 10,000 times better than your little cock.

You said that.

And at the end of that little phone call, I believe your exact words were,

who the hell calls the female CEO of the company they work for their lover?

And I suppose I'm the CEO you were referring to, right, Grace?

Funny, because I don't recall that we've ever shared any intimate moments, have

we? Of course not! I mean, absolutely not, Miss Reed!

Then why did you make it sound like something actually happened between us?

I have sexual fantasies about you, Miss Reed!

What? I've always had fantasies about you.

You're so attractive, I just... I wanted to know what it would be like to

actually sleep with you.

So when my ex-fiancé called, I made up a lie to shut him up.

Nothing ever happened between us.

In that case...

Why don't I make your fantasy come true?

Ma'am.

Do you want it, Grace?

I never force anyone.

You still have a chance to leave.

But if you choose to stay, then you're not going anywhere until I'm satisfied.

If you want something, don't be ashamed of it.

Yes, I want it, Miss Reed.

Good girl.

Why, Grace?

Why did you agree to this? It doesn't make any sense. Your secret is about to

be found out. But deep down inside me, there was a voice whispering to me.

Don't you want to be pleased, Grace?

Stop being the good girl everyone expects you to be and find out what real

pleasure feels like.

Fuck!

Seems like I'm not doing well enough.

If you can still hold back your moans.

You're still so tight.

Beg me, Grace.

What? Beg me to please you.

I want you to say it exactly.

Please me, Mama.

Say it, and I promise I'll make you come right here on this desk.

Please me.

Please me, Mama.

Miss Reed.

Relax.

Don't squeeze me so hard.

Please. I can't believe my body is betraying me like this.

I actually want this so badly.

How the fuck does it feel so good to let myself completely under her control?

I'm about to.

Yes. Oh, God.

Yes.

What did I just do?

I'm doomed.

I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have done that.

Why are you apologizing?

I shouldn't have been lying on your desk. I shouldn't have even walked into

your office in the first place. If I hadn't... So you're saying you made all

this happen alone, Grace?

Are you saying I'm so insignificant here that you think you came all by yourself?

No, that's not what I meant. Then why are you apologizing?

I'm the one who made you come with my fingers and my tongue. And after you

came, you want to brush it all away with a meaningless apology?

She's right.

She started it. If it had been anyone else, I would have walked away without

looking back.

But she's not anyone.

She's my boss.

You're a lying little liar.

Exactly because you're my boss. That's why I apologize. Because I'm scared

you'll fire me.

I haven't had a single moment of peace since I started work here. I can't take

it anymore!

You accused me of trying to steal your book.

I had no idea how much it was worth.

I'm just a huge fan of Lily Cooper.

I just wanted to touch her book.

I even volunteered to drive you to save myself from being fired.

Do you have any idea how scared I was?

And then what?

You transferred me to work directly with you? Why?

There are so many people in this company who would kill for this position, and

you picked me?

And then just now?

I thought you were dying in your office, so I came in to check on you.

And the next second, I was pinned on your desk, begging you to fuck me like

an idiot.

All of this started because I'm the... Because you're the woman from that

night. You... you knew that all along?

Or what?

I hope you had fun trying to fool me, Grace, because I think it was very

entertaining.

Since you've gotten all that off your chest, I trust you're thinking clearly

now. Or is there anything else you'd like to say?

Good.

Then I propose a deal. A deal?

I propose we arrange regular meetings between us.

Sex only.

She wants me to be her regular fuck buddy?

You must be joking.

Do I really look like someone who jokes?

Then why?

What other reason would I have for asking a woman to sleep with me?

If not because I'm attracted to her.

I can attract this woman who looks like a supermodel?

I must be hallucinating.

What is she really up to?

Please, just beat me up, lock me away, or call the police. Do whatever you

want. Don't subject me to any psychological punishment for the

nonsense I just said. I sincerely apologize to you. It's not psychological

punishment.

I'm seriously offering you a deal.

If you agree, I promise we'll both find pleasure.

If you don't, you have every right to say no. You'll be transferred to your

original position, and I won't bother you again. You have three days to think

it over.

I'm so confused.

Why are you making this deal with me?

You don't need to know my reasons.

You only need to understand the terms of my offer.

Can I ask you one question?

Go ahead.

So, is this why you brought me up here to work with you?

For this deal?

I keep work and pleasure completely separate.

The only reason I let you come work with me is that you have potential.

I was able to resolve this crisis because of what you said. You're smart.

That's all.

Smart?

Me? Did she just compliment me?

That's not a word I hear often.

Oh, God, Grace.

Shut up.

Nobody wants to hear your stupid opinion.

Every time I wanted to share what I thought, or spoke too quickly, I would

still remember those harsh words Charles said to me.

But Victoria, the hardest woman to please in the world, thought I was

smart.

I... I... Victoria!

I'm back!

Oh my fucking God!

Am I seeing things?

I need to get back to work, Miss Reed.

I'll make sure those things are taken care of.

Wait. Who are you?

Um, I'm... Let her go, Genesis.

Aw, you're such a buzzkill. Genesis?

Genesis Brown?

The company's vice CEO?

Nice to meet you, cutie.

Did I see that right?

You, Victoria Reed, a woman who seems severely allergic to romance, are

actually into that little girl? You're too loud. Wow.

You're serious.

Ever since your ex-girlfriend had that car accident.

Sorry.

I take it back.

Smart choice.

Oh, by the way, I heard you resolved the crisis?

I was in Japan when everything was blowing up.

But honestly, I knew you'd handle it.

Thank you for the compliment.

But I didn't make it alone.

Wait, what?

Someone helped me.

Someone actually helped you? Who?

No way. That girl?

She helped you?

She did.

Well, well, things just got funny.

Oh, I also heard Austin is sick, so.

That makes me wonder, who got to be your driver?

You haven't touched a steering wheel in a whole year. You won't even let me

drive for you.

Don't tell me it was still that. You always take everything.

Holy shit, this is so funny.

You're right.

This will be very funny.

It makes me curious.

What will she choose?

Choose what? Will she make a deal with the devil and find out what real sensual

pleasure feels like?

Or will she be a coward and run, still pretending she doesn't crave to be

touched? And what do you think she'll choose?

I suppose we'll just have to wait and see.

Grace!

Why are you back so early?

I wasn't feeling well.

They let me go home to rest.

I didn't mention that Victoria personally allowed me to have these

three days of paid leave.

Honestly, I wasn't ready to come out to my friends yet.

At least not right now.

You must be hungry.

What do you want to eat?

What are you doing?

Helping out.

You guys are so busy, you need an extra pair of hands.

No, no, no. You need rest, Grace.

You look like you have a lot on your mind.

I'm living at your place rent-free. I have to do something for you.

Besides, I need to keep myself busy so I don't think about someone.

Fine. You can help, but with taking orders and serving food only.

Yes, ma'am.

Hey, waitress.

We crushed it today.

Time for a drink to celebrate.

Are you sure?

Sit down, babe.

You've worked hard today. You deserve this.

But Wyatt doesn't drink at all.

That's why I brought my own drink.

You two are complete opposites.

Honestly, Grace, I haven't seen you smile like that in a long time.

So, I think we need to have a real heart-to-heart tonight. You two are

worried about me?

Of course we're worried about you, Grace.

You act like everything's fine, but I feel like you're just putting on a brave

face.

I'm sorry.

It's just, so much has been happening lately.

You don't need to apologize.

But if you feel better when you talk about it, you can tell us.

I know I act like what Charles did to me has no effect on me, but indeed it

hurts.

I get it.

Betrayal doesn't just go away because you wish it would.

But you're not alone.

You have Eleanor and me.

We're your family.

Fuck those assholes!

That piece of shit never deserved you!

Eleanor. I mean it! You're beautiful, smart, and full of life!

Any man who gets your attention should be thanking God for it!

Honestly, I never understood what you saw in that idiot anyway.

He was never good enough for you.

Oh, God, Eleanor.

What?

You're really not cut out for the emotional speech thing.

Why would I waste my time crying? Cussing and drinking are way more

therapeutic.

I highly recommend it.

Best therapist of the year.

Oh, what the hell?

Feels like my head is being hit by a sledgehammer.

Wait, where am I?

Let's hit a bar!

Let's go to a bar!

Right, the bar.

I did go there with them. But why can't I remember anything that happened after?

What the hell, Grace?

Did you get drunk and sleep with someone again? You went to the bar to take your

mind off that goddamn she-devil. And now what?

Funny. Since you're so sure I'm a goddamn she-devil, you should have

thought twice before walking in here last night.

No.

God, please let me wake up. This has to be a dream.

Turn around, Grace.

This is not a dream.

Looks like you're finally awake.

No, I'll pass.

I don't want to drink in public anymore.

Look how hot you dressed today. There's no way you're going home sober tonight.

Don't worry. Wyatt's here with us. You're safe.

Fine. Just this one.

It's my mom. She fell down the stairs. She wants us to come over.

Well, there goes our crazy party.

Go. She needs you.

What about you?

I'll take a cab home and get some sleep.

What a shame. I didn't even feel like checking out any of the cool guys on the

dance floor tonight.

If I'm destined to keep thinking about her anyway, I might as well just go do

it.

Excuse me, sir?

Yes, ma'am?

Change of plans.

Take me to Reed Group.

What are you doing?

Let go of me! I'm telling the truth!

I'm telling the truth!

Ma'am, you need to show valid identification.

I already showed you.

Ma'am, I don't know what kind of prank this is, but you don't look anything

like the woman on this employee ID card.

That's because I had reasons to change my look.

Then why are you sneaking in barefoot like a thief?

I just didn't want my heels to make noise because I knew I'd get stopped by

people like you.

Calm down, ma'am. Go get Miss Victoria Reed!

Oh, really? That's funny.

Mama.

Miss Reed.

Do you know her?

Mama?

What, you don't like me calling you Mama?

You seemed to enjoy it just fine back in the office and that night at the hotel,

didn't you?

Let go of her.

I told you I work here.

You can go.

What exactly do you think you're doing here in the middle of the night, Grace?

Mama, let's have sex.

Are you looking for trouble?

I wouldn't mind trouble.

Even if it means you kill me yourself.

What are you going to do?

Choke me?

Or spank me hard?

You're drunk again.

No, I'm not.

Grace.

What makes you think I'm drunk?

I'm sober, and you know it.

I'm going to pretend this never happened.

Given your current state, what you're doing is clearly a stupid mistake.

You're wrong.

What?

This is not a mistake.

Because you've been seducing me all day.

You even made up that damn devil's deal. And now that I say I want to have sex

with you, you're acting like I'm the crazy one?

I was seducing you?

You said you were attracted to me. You even called me smart.

If that's not seduction, I don't know what is.

You know what? Though I look like this.

I'm actually a woman hard to seduce.

But when I see you, I feel like I can't control myself at all.

It seems you're more honest when you're drunk.

Exactly!

So let's skip the bullshit and just... But I have to refuse.

What?

Why did you push me?

If you can't make a decision while sober, then unfortunately you'll have to

consider the deal never existed.

I'll call a taxi to take you home.

About how much time will it take?

You know what?

When you said I was smart, I was really happy.

No one has ever called me smart before. I don't know how you came to that

conclusion, but thank you for seeing my merit.

You're the first person who ever did so.

I love the way you smell, mama.

My

big

teddy bear.

What?

Tonight I want to cuddle with my teddy bear.

I'm not your-

You really do have a lot of nerve, Grace.

You're already this wet.

Grace, if you dare to refuse my deal after tonight, I swear to God, I will

make you regret it.

Strip. What?

Take off your clothes, Grace.

All of it.

Then, in front of me, touch yourself.

Don't tell me you're getting shy now.

What?

You were so confident just now.

And now that you're naked and totally wet, you can't even look at me?

Don't talk nonsense.

I'm not being shy.

Really?

What exactly are you doing?

You told me to touch myself in front of you, but you didn't say where I had to

do it.

Oh, God.

Damn it, that restrained look and expressionless face of hers is

practically a powerful aphrodisiac, and I've never seen anyone with so much

patience.

Can you feel it?

I got your pants soaking wet.

You've had enough fun, but I'm not about to let you just come with your own

fingers.

Oh, God, wait.

Oh, God, yes, yes.

Right there.

Don't stop.

I really liked that.

Who knew a dream could feel so real?

That's the second time you've treated this like a dream.

Sleep well tonight.

Because tomorrow will be a living nightmare for you, Grace.

I know what happened last night was unforgivable, but I'm really sorry, Miss

Reed. I've noticed you seem very fond of apologizing to people.

What exactly did you do wrong, Grace?

I was drunk, and I caused you trouble.

Calling it trouble is being far too magnanimous to yourself.

First, you made a scene in the lobby of my office building.

Then, in front of the security guard, you called me Mama.

Second, without my permission, you forcibly kissed me.

I... That, by law, can be defined as sexual harassment.

No!

That's not what I meant!

Third, you cling to me like a child who refuses to let go of a toy, forcing me

to carry you all the way back to my office.

And finally, after I personally satisfied you with my fingers, you said

it was a dream?

Tell me, how should I settle this with you?

How do you plan to take responsibility for the trouble you caused me last

night?

Mrs. Reed?

Right on time.

Stay right here.

Yes, ma'am.

Good morning, Miss Reed.

Come back later. I'm busy.

Ma'am, I'm sorry, but this is urgent. It's about the White Bridge project.

This is the updated version.

Here are the adjusted costs.

We reallocated part of the budget.

That sly little girl. And then the third

quarter... What's the number of it after the adjustment?

Oh, God!

Oh, my God.

This is never happening again.

These faces.

I'm serious. Everyone on our floor is talking about... About what? Last night,

some woman showed up at the company in the middle of the night and demanded to

see Miss Reed.

Thank God it's not anyone who can recognize me right away.

Don't look at me.

Please just pretend you didn't see me.

Guess what the craziest part is?

Mrs. Reed came downstairs personally to see her.

What? How could Miss Reed possibly come see a woman?

Who is she?

No idea.

But that's not even the wildest part.

That woman called Miss Reed Mama.

Right in front of the security guard.

What? And before the guard could process what was going on, Miss Reed looked at

him. Like she wanted to kill him.

God! Just because he touched that woman, then Miss Reed told him to get lost.

God! Who is she? Does she work here?

The guard didn't see her face clearly.

He said she works here, but she doesn't look like the person on her employee ID

card.

She was wearing a slim-cut black dress last night with curly black hair that

wasn't straightened and very pretty.

As long as she works here, we'll find her.

Miss Reed's female lover?

That's a real clue.

What was that? Is someone back there? Oh, God.

If they see this dress I'm wearing, the whole building will know by lunch that

I'm the bitch who seduced our CEO.

Oliver?

What's wrong?

I was just wondering if I have the honor of inviting you lovely ladies to

breakfast?

Of course!

Let's go.

Sweetheart, you owe me another one.

Oh, God.

Did something happen to Eleanor and Wyatt?

Excuse me, officer!

Excuse me, officer!

Wait, are you Grace Todd?

Yes! Is everyone inside the house okay?

Yeah, they're fine, but are you alright?

Huh?

What could happen to me?

What is going on?

You'd better go inside.

If your friends don't see you soon, the two of them might actually have a heart

attack.

We've called everyone we could.

We checked the corner surveillance footage, but after she got into that

taxi, we haven't... Guys, you might want to look over here.

Grace!

Wait!

What's wrong?

Do I look like I'm okay?

I was worried sick! I thought something had happened to you!

When we got home last night and didn't see you, and your phone was off, we

thought something had happened to you.

My phone.

Last night when I was drunk, I deliberately turned it off so no one

would interrupt Victoria and me.

I'm sorry.

I should have thought about you guys.

So there's no problem after all?

I'm really sorry for wasting your time.

It was all my fault.

I should have been more careful.

It's fine, Miss Grace. I told him a young woman your age spending the night

out is completely normal. There was no need to file a missing person report.

You cried way too hard, honey.

Look how swollen my eyes are.

After what Grace pulled, she'd better spoil me rotten today to make up for it.

I thought I alone already took up all your attention.

I love you, but I really enjoy Grace spoiling me.

Yeah.

They really are the best people in the world.

What's wrong, Grace?

What happened?

It's a long story.

Okay.

Then just tell me one thing.

Where did you go last night?

I don't want to lie to you.

I wasn't alone last night.

Did that bastard Charles come after you again? No, it's not Charles.

I think there might be something wrong with me. I always thought I was

straight, but last night I went to see a woman.

I don't know if I'm gay, Eleanor, because I've never thought about falling

in love with a woman before.

But the moment she looks at me, my brain goes blank.

It's a feeling I never had with Charles in all those years together.

I feel like a fool who doesn't know what she wants.

But last night, I just couldn't help myself and went to see her like a

lunatic!

Grace, look at me. You don't need to figure out if you were turned, if you

were born this way, or if you're just attracted to this one person.

You finally met someone who makes you feel alive.

That's enough.

Eleanor's right.

No matter who you love, you're still Grace, our dear friend.

Oh my god, you finally felt real desire!

That's amazing!

Okay, sentimental part's over. Now spill it right now. Who is she?

I need to know what kind of goddess managed to attract you. Our good girl

who follows all the rules all the time so much that you even completely lost

yourself.

Eleanor?

What? You just went through a sexual awakening. And as your best friend, I'm

entitled to look after you in your love life. Spill it. Who is she?

It's complicated.

Is she someone special?

Stop pressuring her, Eleanor. When Grace is ready to introduce us, she will.

Fine. At least tell me what kind of person she is if you can't tell me who

she is.

She's older than me, but incredibly captivating and extremely dangerous and

extremely dominant.

I love a control freak older woman!

Fuck Charles and fuck the rules. Now that you know what you want... Go get

that woman.

But I'm conflicted.

What's wrong?

I don't know if I should do this.

I hate making hard decisions, too.

You know what I do when I'm stuck between two choices?

You don't dwell on it. Exactly.

I just do what I want.

I'm still young. I can make as many mistakes as I want.

What kind of advice is that?

That's how you make decisions.

In the moment, you might think it's the worst choice you've ever made.

But in the end, it often turns out to be the best thing you've ever done.

Grace?

Huh? You completely froze just now.

You looked like you'd seen something horrible.

Are you okay?

Oh. It's nothing.

Just work stuff.

The company suddenly needs me to go back to the office and handle something.

I thought you said you were on leave.

Can they still do that?

It's an emergency.

Must be something urgent in our department. It's cold out there. Put

this on.

Stay safe, okay? I always will.

My friends are the only people in this world I truly care about. No matter what

it costs, I have to protect them. Ms. Todd, I'm taking you inside as

instructed.

Is there some kind of party going on here? Mr. Lewis, I truly apologize for

my daughter's rude behavior.

She can be overly emotional sometimes.

She absolutely should not have treated Charles that way.

Is that my adoptive mother's boy?

It's our fault for not raising her properly.

Not only did she make a scene like a mad woman and break off the engagement, she

even had her friends assault Charles. We're truly sorry. She has no manners at

all. Oh, it's no problem, sir.

Grace was just having a moment of emotional instability.

I understand.

Let's just put this behind us and move forward together. This fucking bastard.

He's acting like he's not a shameless liar who tricked me into marrying him

just to hide the fact that he's gay.

You're too kind, son.

That girl doesn't deserve you.

Do you have any idea how furious I was when I heard your daughter and her

friends had the audacity to hit my son?

If Charles hadn't begged me to let it go, I would have destroyed her. I

completely understand how you feel.

If that were my son, I'd be livid too.

This is exactly why I've always said you should never adopt children who don't

share your bloodline. They have no manners, no gratitude. They just do

whatever they want and bring shame to the... Am I wrong?

She's nothing but an adopted daughter. If it wasn't for you taking her in, she

would never have even set foot near our manor, let alone marry into our family.

A man like my son, rich, handsome, with a good family background, she should

count herself lucky to even be his backup, let alone his fiancé.

I'm glad we finally reached a consensus on this.

It certainly makes things a lot easier to settle once and for all.

Let me say this one more time, and I'm making myself clear in front of all of

you.

Charles and I are completely over. Let me say this one more time.

Charles and I are completely over.

You idiot.

How much longer are you going to keep this up?

Your mother and I came here today to clean up your mess and you're just

pouring fuel on the fire. Have you lost your mind?

Father, why are you trying to fix a problem that doesn't need fixing?

Did I ask you to come help me?

You ungrateful...

You're gay.

I... You're into men.

You can't even get hard when you're with a woman.

So why are you putting both of us through this misery? You should go find

the man you actually love.

You don't know what you're talking about.

Oh, I forgot.

You're a complete coward.

You always have been. You only know how to hide behind your parents like a

little boy afraid of the dark. But even cowards still have choices, Charles.

You can still do something.

Tell them to stop this.

Tell them we're over.

Tell them you don't want to be with me.

I don't know what you're talking about. I'm into women. I love you. I want to go

through with this wedding.

Charles. Enough, Grace. Why are you being so unreasonable?

You've changed. You used to forgive me. You used to be so understanding. Don't

you love me anymore? Love you?

I'd rather love a pig than a pathetic coward like you.

How dare you?

You just compared my son to a pig, you lowly bitch.

You can't.

Mom, why did you hit her?

Don't play the good guy here.

You hit me to protect your little boyfriend.

Did you forget about it?

You see? This is what I mean.

Emotionally unstable, completely out of control, like a... Enough!

I've tolerated this tedious farce long enough. I don't have time to let you

throw tantrums or play victim here, so I'll get straight to the point, Grace.

Go back home now and quit your job.

Next week...

You and Charles will get married as scheduled.

No.

No?

I... I can't do it. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I don't want this kind of life.

Go find another woman who doesn't mind being a beard for Charles. I don't want

to... You seem to have misunderstood something.

I'm not giving you a choice.

This is something you have to do, whether you like it or not.

I do have a choice.

You don't get to define my life.

I am not marrying your son, and I want nothing more to do with your family.

So I'll forget everything that happened tonight.

The next time you slap me, I will hit you back without hesitation.

Before you think only of yourself, shouldn't you spare a little more

thought for your friends, child?

What about them?

Even if you're not afraid to die, aren't you afraid of what will happen to them?

They're innocent in all this.

But because of you, their lives are about to be destroyed.

What does that have to do with me? Do whatever you want to them.

Really?

Then why did you come running here the second you got my text?

Because you sent it.

Even if you hadn't threatened anyone.

I would have come to tell you that I want nothing to do with Charles.

So you're saying you don't care whether they live or die?

I don't.

This time, I have to put myself first.

Like you wouldn't care if I destroyed their little restaurant?

All those years of hard work and all that sweat and effort will be gone in an

instant.

I'll give you one day to think it over.

If you don't want to be the one responsible for their lives and families

getting ruined, I believe you'll make the right decision.

Oh, God.

What is this?

What kind of fucking life is this?

Grace, are you okay?

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry you had to go through this.

Let go of me, Charles.

You're right. I am physically into men.

But you're different, Grace.

I have feelings for you.

We can be soulmates.

We can go back to how we were, right?

I get it.

You're still mad.

But we can get through this.

You lied about becoming gay, too.

Just to get back at me, right?

That means you still want me back to you, doesn't it, Grace?

You know I'm the only man who can give you the life you want.

Why am I still standing here listening to this hypocritical coward spew

bullshit?

All I can feel right now is the sensual pleasure I felt when I was beneath her

that night.

Grace, what are you...

Eleanor was right.

I should stop overthinking it.

Since everyone wants to make decisions for me, this time, I'm making my own

call.

What is it?

Hey, boss. How is your night going?

Just get to the point.

Let me guess.

You're still working, aren't you? Come on.

It is late. The world isn't going to end tonight.

You can deal with that mountain of files tomorrow.

If you have nothing else, I'm hanging up. Can you just stop speaking to people

in a threatening tone?

Anyway, something very interesting happened at the company tonight. I was

working late, and then I ran into a huge surprise.

What? Since it is a surprise, I can't just tell you. Then I'll find out about

it tomorrow.

No, no, you don't have to. Because this surprise is going to be delivered to

your door tonight.

I already gave her your address and the spare key.

Anyway, enjoy your night, Victoria.

Waste of time.

Come in.

Put the things down and you can leave.

What's this about, Grace?

I accept your deal.

Take me mama.