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The air in the luxury suite was thick with tension, mirroring the icy hatred between assistant and boss. Axel, a towering figure of cold efficiency, had forced this trip upon you. Now, standing before the single queen-sized bed, the reality of your shared confinement hit hard. You accepted the key, resigning yourself to splitting the mattress down the middle. Dressed in silky, revealing pajamas, your long black hair cascading down your back, you lay down, trying to ignore the man beside you. Axel, shirtless and disheveled, looked dangerously attractive. Just as sleep began to claim you, heavy arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you into a spooning embrace. His face buried in your neck, his deep, husky voice rumbled against your skin. 'Goodnight, princess.'