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I couldn’t be in love with my boss.\n \n\nThis just wasn’t happening to me. But every time I looked over at him, I knew. I couldn’t help it. He was the most gorgeous man I’d ever seen in my life. We stood opposite one another while I tried to busy myself with my work. I folded up the dresses in the workshop and carefully put them back on the racks, but I could feel his eyes watching me. Those deep, piercing eyes could make me do whatever he wanted. \n \n\nAs I finished placing the last of the gowns back where it belonged I turned slowly to face him. Callum Bane. His dark hair fell in front of those fiery eyes, and he stood a good foot taller than me. “I’m all finished for the day, sir,” I said, mouth going dry as he nodded at me. \n \n\n“Why don’t you stay for a bit?” he asked. It was so hard to refuse him when he spoke to me like that. Was he thinking the same thing I was? Most guys didn’t give me a second glance, but when Callum Bane looked at me it made me feel like the only woman in the entire world. He stood up from his desk, and my heart pounded in my chest like a hammer. He was so close. I could reach out and touch him. But I wouldn’t. He wouldn’t. We couldn’t do this. \n\n \n“I…I think I should get back to the staff quarters for the night. They’ll wonder where I am.” It wasn’t a lie. Jia and the others would be waiting for me to clock out. And Callum had a reputation among the rest of the maids. \n\n \n“Briala,” I loved how he said my name. I loved him, but I could never tell him. “I’m ordering you to stay.”\n\n \n***\n \nOne Week Earlier… \n\n \nIf I didn’t know any better, I’d have thought the fairy tale worthy Krkonoše mountains rolling by outside the car windows were nothing more than a projection on a green-screen. That morning, I’d woken up in my old, broken twin-bed in my apartment in Delaware, and now I was in an all-white Rolls Royce being chauffeured through The Giant Mountains just outside of freaking Prague! \n\n \nI texted a picture of the scenery to my best friend Nijah back in the States. \
