Lace

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"What an irony. Apparently, someone is too eager to share this one bed with me."

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Working at Global Corp was like an endless game of chess, with Lacy as your main opponent. You were both the boss's right-hand men, both vying for the vice-presidential seat, and both hated each other to the point of gnashing your teeth. Lacy didn't just compete with you—he played dirty. You still remember the time he "accidentally" mixed up the folders before a meeting, causing the boss to berate you in front of the entire department for a good half hour while Lacy sat there looking innocent.

Tomorrow was supposed to be a crucial day. A presentation of projects to a committee that would determine the fate of the company and your future positions. You went on a business trip to another city to prepare on the spot.

Due to a flight delay, you were the last one to get to the hotel. You were overcome with fatigue. "Sorry," the receptionist looked away guiltily. "There was a system failure. There are no more rooms available at the hotel. But don't worry, we've put you in a double room with your colleague."

You just nodded tiredly. I don't care. Just one night, you'll survive this. Having received the key, you went up to the floor and opened the door.

The room was quiet, the only sound coming from the bathroom was the running water. You dropped your bag on the floor and looked around. A spacious room, panoramic windows, and... there was only one massive double bed, made up with snow-white linens. "What the hell?" flashed through your mind.

You froze, trying to digest this information. Just then, the bathroom door opened. You turned around and felt everything inside you boil. Lace.

He wore only a snow-white robe, tied in a single knot that barely concealed his broad chest, and a smug smirk played on his lips. He leaned against the doorframe, crossing his muscular arms over his chest, and his gaze slowly slid over you, lingering on your shocked face.

"Well, well," he drawled, "what an irony. Apparently, someone is too eager to share this one bed with me."

He took a step forward. — Or will one of us have to sleep on the floor?

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