His Little Bunny – Leslie James

Read the words again, slower this time, trying to make them mean something different than what they said. Complete overhaul. By end of day. For a meeting tomorrow morning. Her hands went numb around her mouse. The rest of the office continued its usual Tuesday afternoon rhythm, phones ringing, keyboards clicking, the low hum of conversations she wasn’t part of.

Normal sounds. Everything normal except the way her chest had gone tight, the way breathing suddenly required conscious effort. She clicked on the attachment. Fifteen pages of client feedback, each comment more devastating than the last. Strategy lacks depth. Analysis feels surface-level. Recommendations don’t align with our core values. Surface-level. The analysis she’d spent three weeks developing, the research that had consumed every evening and most weekends. Surface- level.

Amara scrolled through the document, her pulse hammering in her throat. Every section marked up with criticism, every recommendation questioned, every strategic choice undermined by someone who apparently understood Harrison Medical better than she did. This couldn’t be real. The client had loved her presentation two weeks ago. Robert Zhang himself had praised her fresh perspective, her innovative approach to patient-centered messaging.

Unless. She pulled up her sent folder, found the original strategy deck she’d submitted. Opened it side by side with the feedback document. The feedback referenced sections that didn’t exist in her deck. Criticized recommendations she’d never made. Quoted strategy language she’d specifically avoided because it was exactly the recycled approach Harrison had rejected. This wasn’t feedback on her work. This was feedback on something else entirely. Something Morgan had probably sent without Amara’s knowledge, claiming it was the approved strategy when really it was designed to fail.

The realization hit like ice water. Morgan had sabotaged her. Deliberately, calculatedly, sent the client something terrible and attached Amara’s name to it. And now Amara had six hours to fix a problem she hadn’t created, to salvage an account that was being destroyed by someone who was supposed to be on her team. Her hands started shaking. The tremor that came from adrenaline and panic mixing in her bloodstream, her body trying to decide between fight and flight when neither option would save her. She could do this.

Six hours was tight but possible. She’d pull the original deck, incorporate whatever legitimate feedback existed, work through the night if necessary to deliver something that proved Morgan wrong. Except she’d already read this deck twice. Already spent the morning reviewing strategy for a completely different campaign. Her brain felt like static, thoughts scattering before she could hold them long enough to matter.

And her chest. Her chest felt like someone had replaced her lungs with concrete, heavy and immovable, each breath requiring more effort than the last. Not now.

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His Little Princess Series 29. Connect With Me on TikTok 30. Join My Review Team 31. His Little Sunshine 32. His Little Songbird 33. His Little Kitten 34. His Little Fox 35. His Little Dove 36. His Little Gem OceanofPDF.com D Letter from the Author ear Reader, You’re about to meet Kieran Murphy, a billionaire CEO who kisses Amara Ezem once at a masquerade and decides she’s his forever.

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