In Bed With Her Shithead Boss (By Ellie Wynters) novel Chapter 240

Nearly two weeks had passed since Keira's confrontation with Alexei, and she had to admit, grudgingly, that he'd kept his word. The weekend texts had stopped. The middle-of-the-night calls hadn't happened again. When she left the office last Friday evening, he'd actually nodded and said, "Have a great weekend, Warner."

It was... kind of unsettling.

She sat at her desk the following Monday morning, eyeing him through the glass wall of his office. He was on a call, nodding, occasionally making notes. She didn't know if this was going to last.

This new, boundary-respecting Alexei was throwing her off balance. She'd prepared for it to last a day maybe two. She had armed herself with sharp remarks and withering looks. Ready to quit if needed because he couldn't respect her.

Instead, she got... compliance.

"Mark wants to know if Prince Alexei has approved the press release for the Wystovian Trade Summit," Jen from Communications called as she walked past Keira's desk.

"I'll check," Keira said, grateful for the distraction.

She grabbed her tablet and went to Alexei's door, knocking as she entered.

He glanced up, ending his call. "Yes?"

"Mark needs the trade summit release. Did you approve it?"

"It's in your inbox," he replied, his eyes flicking back to his computer. "Sent it ten minutes ago."

"Oh." She hesitated, waiting for him to say something more, to tease her or smirk or make some comment.

He didn't. He just kept working.

"Right. Thanks," she said, turning to leave. This was so strange.

"Keira."

She paused, hand on the doorknob.

"Don't forget about the royal benefit gala on Friday. My father's pet project. Very important. I need you there."

She turned. "Me? Why would I need to attend?"

Alexei looked up, his expression neutral. "I need someone who understands diplomatic etiquette and won't embarrass the royal family."

"You have a list of suitable companions for these things."

"Yes, well." His mouth curved slightly. "Contrary to what you believe, my little black book isn't overflowing with women who understand palace protocol."

Keira crossed her arms. "So, I'm your... what? Stand-in? Because one of your Barbies would cause an international incident, like one of her boobs falling out of her too-tight dress."

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