Melomiri

My Ex-CEO Treated Me Like A Stepping Stone, Now I’m Her Worst Nightmare

Language: en

Three years of being Chloe Sinclair’s ghostwriter and secret boyfriend. Three years, only to watch her hand my three-month labor of love to her newly returned Ivy League ex, Julian Thorne. I stood in the hallway, watching through the crack of the door. Chloe was leaning against the wall, laughing with her secretary. "Ethan is just a tool I pay to get things done," she said, her voice dripping with casual dismissal. "Once Julian gets the hang of the business, I’ll fire him. He’s an eyesore anyway." She probably thought I’d crawl back to her, wagging my tail like a loyal dog, begging…

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