Shattered Halo

Synopsis

For the past five years, as Antony's secretary, Renee had been both his subordinate and his personal bed warmer. In the office, in the car, on the sofa, in the bathtub—even on the sink in a private party room—he was always pulling her into his arms whenever he wanted. But then... Antony's friend, Ramon, arrived. As he passed by, his eyes casually swept over her, and he gave her a smile and a nod. Renee didn't think much of it. She led him inside, closed the door behind her, and was about to leave when she suddenly heard Ramon's strange, teasing laugh from within. "Antony, this little secretary really listens, huh? Didn't even bother with underwear? That's bold." "You two must have tried hundreds of positions by now, huh? You're really playing wild." How could he know? Renee's mind flashed back to the weird look Ramon had given her earlier. It hit her like a thunderclap. She felt like she'd just been plunged into an icy abyss, her face burning with embarrassment—as if she were naked, running through the streets. She had thought that the intimate moments she shared with Antony were private, just between the two of them. Never in her wildest dreams did she imagine they'd become a topic of conversation with his friends.