In Bed With Her Shithead Boss (By Ellie Wynters) novel Chapter 236

Saturday lunch with her sisters was supposed to be her chance to catch up with her older sisters and have baby cuddles from Miles. Since Sutton and Blair had both married and started to grow their family, they hadn't been as available as before. She was happy for them, but it made her realize that her friends' group had mostly consisted of her sisters. Other than that, she had work… which was pathetic.

She was glad it was Saturday. She had a break from Alexei for a few days.

Or so she hoped, unfortunately that pipe dream wasn't going to happen, her phone lighting up with another message… all from him.

Keira stabbed her salad with more aggression than it deserved.

“You okay?” Sutton asked, bouncing baby Miles gently in her arms.

Blair snorted and lifted her tea. “She’s only spearing lettuce like it did something to her.”

Sutton’s mouth quirked. “The prince?”

“No. Justin Timberlake,” Keira deadpanned. “Yes, Prince Alexei. Of course, Prince Needs-To-Keep-His-Pants-On is driving me crazy. That man never sleeps,” she glanced at her phone, “—fourteen messages reminding me about next week’s schedule and what needs to be done. Next week, Sutton.”

Baby Miles squawked like he agreed, smacking his hand against Keira's arm with a proud chirp.

“See?” Keira said dryly. “Even Miles is over it. I’m thinking of quitting my job and I'm not a quitter."

Blair leaned back in her wicker chair, one hand resting on her small but unmistakable baby bump. She radiated that smug, radiant glow Keira liked to call “second-trimester superiority.”

“You knew it wasn't going to be easy,” Blair said. “Up until now you have really loved it. What has changed?"

Keira couldn't tell her sisters that since seeing his dick pic she had been thinking about what he might be like in bed, under him. In her mind it was time to get out before she made a mistake and destroyed the last of her self-respect. A man with commitment issues and rebelling against his father was the last thing she needed.

So instead, she said, "I hate rich men… excluding Roman and Luca of course. It doesn't matter how royal or rich—deep down, they're toddlers with bank accounts.”

Both of her sisters laughed.

"You could come work at Warners; I would love to have you on board," Blair offered.

Keira sighed and shoved her phone under a napkin. “Thanks for the offer but the fashion industry isn't my thing. I just need Alexei to be a toddler with a mute button.”

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