New Boss Is My One-Night Stand's Baby Daddy novel Chapter 18

18 Chapter 18 – Strategic Counterattack

Chapter 18 – Strategic Counterattack

Liam’s POV

I sat across from Damian at our usual restaurant, laying out every detail of what happened with Hazel. His expression shifted from curiosity to complete disbelief.

“Wait, you’re telling me she walked around the office with no underwear under that dress?” Damian’s voice dropped to a whisper, his eyes wide with shock.

The realization hit me like a punch to the gut. I had left her completely exposed in that provocative little number. Any wrong move, any slight bend, and she’d be in a mortifying situation. The thought should have concerned me more, but I had destroyed her underwear in a moment of pure madness. Even if I hadn’t, there was no way I would have returned it to her.

“This woman is going to be the death of me, Damian. Today she decided to declare war on my self–control.”

“Don’t act like the victim here, Liam. You fired the first shot. What exactly were you expecting?”

I ran my hands through my hair, frustration building in my chest. “Look, I called her in early just to mess with her head a little. Maybe push her buttons, see her squirm. I never intended to actually touch her. But then she showed up dressed like she was ready for battle. That tight dress that rides up her thighs every time she sits down, those heels that make her legs look endless. The second I saw her, my brain just shut down completely.”

“And clearly, hers did too. Face it, Liam, this woman has you completely twisted around her finger. Whatever’s building between you two is going to explode, and I’m going to enjoy watching you try to fight it.”

“She’s not going to break first. She’s playing this game like a master, and I refuse to be the one who caves.”

“So what’s your next move?”

“I don’t know yet, but I guarantee she’s planning her next attack right now. I’m going back to that office ready for whatever she throws at me.”

An idea began forming in my mind, wicked and perfect, Hazel’s little game was about to come to

an end.

“I know that look,” Damian said, his amusement clear. “You just thought of something devious, and I want details.”

“I’m going to apologize to my dear assistant. I’m going to buy her replacement underwear.” The

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smile spreading across my face was purely predatory. Damian burst into laughter, shaking his head in disbelief.

We left the restaurant, and I headed straight to the most exclusive lingerie boutique in the city. I selected a lacy thong that was more suggestion than coverage, with the word “sexy” spelled out in golden charms and rhinestones across the back straps. The delicate fabric would tear easily between my fingers if I wanted it to. I shook my head at the thought. At this rate, I’d leave that woman with no underwear collection at all. The idea made me laugh out loud. I had the saleswoman wrap it in elegant packaging and left the store feeling like I’d regained the upper hand. Hazel wouldn’t dare continue her provocations after what I was about to do.

When I returned to the office, she was already at her desk, typing away. A small package sat beside her computer with what looked like a slice of chocolate cake inside. Perfect. This wast going to be even better than I’d planned.

1 approached her desk with my most serious business expression. “Miss Vance, I need you to get a printed copy of the quarterly financial report from Owen’s office. The physical copy, not an email.”

She could have easily requested this electronically, but I needed her away from her desk for a few minutes. She nodded and left immediately, her heels clicking down the corridor. The moment she was out of sight, I grabbed her cake and headed to my office, settling onto the leather couch with my prize.

When she returned with the report, I maintained my professional facade.

“Miss Vance, please lock the door. We’ll be discussing sensitive financial information, and I don’t want any interruptions.”

She looked suspicious but complied, walking over and handing me the thick document. I accepted it and began reviewing the first pages, my expression serious and focused. She remained standing, uncertain.

“You can sit down, Miss Vance. This review will take considerable time.”

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