A beam of sunlight fell on Janet’s face. She winced and rubbed her bleary eyes, realizing that it was already morning.

Her throat was dry, and there was a dull pounding at her temples. It appeared that she had been drunk the previous night.

Janet scratched at her messy hair and padded to the bathroom in a daze, intending to freshen herself up.

When she faced the mirror, however, she was horrified to find her neck and chest dotted with red marks, which were decidedly not insect bites.

“Ethan Lester!” Janet screamed at the top of her lungs, her face burning.

“You called for your husband?” Ethan said as he sauntered into the bathroom.

A thin sheen of sweat covered his sculpted face, and his gray shirt was damp at the chest. He must have gone running.

“What did you do to me last night?” Janet demanded, crossing her arms over her chest.

Ethan raised an eyebrow and looked pointedly at the hickeys around her neck. “You’re seriously asking me what I did to you? Shouldn’t you be asking what you did to me? You started it all. You clung to me and kept touching my body, rubbing my—”

“Stop it!”

Janet closed her eyes and put her hands up. “Did you think I would believe all these nonsense you’re spouting?”

There was no way she would do those things to him!

shirt in his hand. “This is the evidence. My chest was also pinched red by you last night.

to take off

Janet turned away in

recall everything that had transpired, but only vague, hazy flashes surfaced in her

mistaken… She had, indeed, taken

image. Janet had never expected that she would lose all common sense after

face with her hands, wishing that a hole would open up below her

right, I didn’t do anything, okay?” Ethan said behind her, his voice deep and husky. “Here, drink this.” He handed

a sniff of the drink and realized that

her stomach finally settled down. The bitter taste of hangover had also disappeared from her

decided to ignore Ethan altogether and proceeded to freshen up for the day. She changed into a turtle-neck dress and

watched her the entire time, a small smile

at the Larson Group, Janet was called

said. “We’ve come to the unanimous decision to use Lind’s designs.” He held up a portfolio as his gaze swept down the long table to where

as I move forward. I will value any advice you give me.” Janet had never imagined she would land such a big project so soon. She had been working here

she didn’t think it was a good thing to show off

Oh, but if you have any questions, then feel free to ask your seniors.” Ike looked through her portfolio

smiled in response. She knew that the other designers present

ordinary,” Pamela Daly muttered under

few years prior to Janet, and had been fully expecting that her designs would be

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