In the competitive world of business, Nathaniel Sinclair and Cassandra's lives collide unexpectedly. Nathaniel, a driven businessman, offers Cassandra a job despite her lack of qualifications. What starts as a transactional arrangement evolves into a journey of mutual discovery and tenacity. Amidst office politics and family pressures, their bond deepens during a transformative business trip to New York City. Despite years of separation and challenges, their love story ultimately triumphs, culminating in a reunion that redefines their future together, marked by forgiveness, redemption, and the joy of married life.
View MoreCassandra’s POVOuch.I hadn’t realized how much hearing him label me as just a friend would sting. I forced a smile and took a bite of pasta to distract myself from the strange ache in my chest.His mother, however, wasn’t convinced. “That’s basically the same thing, Sevi,” she said, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper.“Mom,” he groaned, dragging a hand over his face.I couldn’t help but smile at their exchange. She was so natural, so comfortable with him, and it made me realize how different our dynamics were. While my relationship with my own mother had always been formal and a little distant, theirs was filled with warmth and teasing.“I noticed you like giving people nicknames,” I said, trying to lighten the mood. “Sevi, huh?”“Oh, absolutely,” she said, beaming. “I believe nicknames bring people closer. And since you’re practically part of the family now, we’ll need one for you too.”“Mom,” Sebastian cut in, his tone a mix of frustration and amusement, “she’s not par
“Sebastian, darling!”I froze in place as an elegant elderly woman rose from the couch and walked briskly toward Sebastian, planting a kiss on his cheeks. Her movements were fluid, graceful, like she belonged on the cover of a magazine.“Mom? What are you doing here?” Sebastian laughed softly, leaning in to kiss her cheeks in return. His demeanor shifted—warm, affectionate, sweet. It was so different from the composed and businesslike Sebastian I thought I knew.A strange emotion stirred inside me. Admiration? Curiosity? Perhaps something more complicated. So, this was his mother.She was stunning—radiant, even. Not the typical portrayal of a wealthy mother in movies. No arrogance, no cold demeanor. Instead, she exuded a kind of warmth and sophistication that could disarm anyone. Her beauty was undeniable, but her kindness... that intrigued me most.“I just wanted to see my son. Surely, there’s nothing wrong with that!” she said with a wide smile that made it impossible not to like he
Cassandra’s POVBefore I could voice my thoughts, Killian filled in the blanks. “She was Nathaniel’s cousin,” he explained, his tone steady but distant, as though he were reciting facts he’d long memorized. “Which is part of the reason why, professionally, Nathaniel and I work well together. But personally…” He trailed off, shrugging lightly. “Let’s just say we don’t see eye to eye.”The revelation left me stunned. “Wait,” I said, piecing it together slowly. “You were with her for twelve years. That means… were you childhood friends with Andrea? Did you grow up close to the Sinclairs?”Killian shook his head, a faint smile tugging at the corner of his lips. “No. Andrea and her family didn’t associate much with Nathaniel’s side. They shared blood, sure, but their relationship was distant. Nathaniel’s family kept to themselves, living a quiet, private life. They only ever showed up for reunions or special occasions. You know, ribbon cuttings for new companies, charity galas—that kind of
Cassandra’s POV“I’m really sorry, Killian,” I said as soon as I saw him waiting downstairs, his tall figure leaning casually against his car. My voice was rushed, laced with guilt. “My boss was signing papers, and I completely lost track of time. I did set an alarm, but it didn’t give me enough time to be with you. I’m deeply sorry.”Killian’s expression softened, and he gave me a small, reassuring smile. “No, it’s fine. I’m just glad I could pick you up.” He paused, stepping forward to take my bag without hesitation. “It’s getting late, and I figured it would be hard to find a cab at this hour.”“Thank you,” I said, climbing into the passenger seat. The moment I settled in, his scent filled the air—clean and familiar, mixed with the faint leather smell of the interior. The car itself was sleek and pristine, the kind of vehicle that screamed wealth and privilege, far beyond what someone like me could ever dream of affording.“You really are something else,” I blurted out, my fingers
Nathaniel’s POV“Drink, huh? Can someone explain why we’re downing strong liquor at this hour?” Hugh grumbled, setting his empty glass on the table with a loud clink before motioning for another. “It’s eight o’clock, for crying out loud, and we’re in a bar like a couple of heartbroken teens.”I barely heard him over the noise of the bar. The place buzzed with life—laughter, clinking glasses, muffled conversations blending into a chaotic hum. But none of it reached me. My focus was on the glass in my hand, its amber contents swirling like the storm inside me. I took a slow sip before leaning closer to him, lowering my voice. “Do you remember the girl I told you about?”Hugh looked up mid-swig, his brows furrowing as he tried to recall. “The one who just… what did you say? Randomly spawned into your life?” He smirked. “Like some NPC character in a game, right? And now she’s got you all tied up in her little web?”I nodded, tightening my grip on the glass. “Yeah. Cassandra Reed.” The nam
Cassandra’s POV“This isn’t what you think it is,” I began, my voice trembling as I searched for the right words, desperate to piece together an explanation that might calm the storm brewing before me. My heart raced, the weight of the situation pressing heavily on my chest.“I was choking on my food, and I clearly needed his help. What else was I supposed to do?” I glanced at Nathaniel, hoping my words would sink in. “Would you rather I sit there gasping for air until I black out?” I let out a frustrated sigh and rolled my eyes, but the tension in the air only thickened.Killian’s expression, once animated, hardened into a mask of irritation. His tone was sharp, each word clipped with a cool finality. “Yeah, that’s what happened.” He leaned back slightly, crossing his arms as if he were done entertaining the conversation. “Now, since we’re not finished eating, can we just proceed and finish in peace?”But peace wasn’t something Nathaniel seemed willing to grant. “No,” he said, his vo
I looked at Sebastian, who was standing in front of me, stealing glances from the man sitting in front of me. I knew that this might come off as something he did not expect or see coming. I also felt guilty knowing I had promised him a meal when we arrived. The fact that I still haven’t fulfilled that says so much about me. “Sebastian, I did not expect to see you here,” I whispered in the air as I fixed myself. I rose from my seat and made sure I would be on the same level as him. “I did not expect to see you here either. Is he… your boss? The one who left you in the airplane?” He curiously asked. “What? No.” I laughed. “This is hmm… Killian Luther. He is one of my boss’s stockholders.” I introduced him.“Hi, it was nice meeting you.” Killian stood up and offered his hands for a handshake. He seemed nice and cool about it and was extremely friendly. I could not describe what I am feeling seeing these two men shaking their hands as if they came here to meet for business purposes.
“We should order.” Killian said. He was seated in front of me and we chose the nearest restaurant so it would be easier to go back. I was actually glad that Nathaniel did not dragged the conversation we had further. He immediately let me go as soon as I said that I am going to eat some meal with Killian instead of spending my lunch with him. I thought he’d be so mad and would make my life more difficult again by ordering me with so many useless othings. I thought he’d have me fetch some water again but hopefully, he just went silent which gave me the reason to dash out his door. He did not held my hands nor hold me back with just one word again. However, deep inside, despite being glad, I am feeling guilty. Am I too bad now? My feelings are contradicting with one another. I am glad but then again, I am not. It felt ridiculous how I am so confused with emotions that should have been clear in the first place. ‘Hey.” Killian flicked my forehead which brought me back to reality. “Ouc
"Could you please stop clicking your pen?"Kate’s whisper barely broke the silence that enveloped the office, her voice tinged with a hint of exasperation. Her polite plea is nothing against the grating sound of my pen's incessant clicking, clearly showing my restless nerves. Sitting idly with no tasks from Nathaniel, an unsettling unease lingered in the air, leaving me with nothing but the repetitive tap of the pen for company.The unusual absence of instructions from Nathaniel had raised eyebrows among my colleagues, who were accustomed to his unrelenting stream of orders, no matter how trivial. My own confusion mirrored theirs, amplifying the sense of unease that had settled over the office. I can feel what they are all feeling... all because I have experienced those before.In a moment of uncertainty, I turned to Kate for reassurance, my voice was full of emotions that churned inside me. "Do you think he holds a grudge against me?" I asked, my words quivering with the weight of u
Cassandra Reed’s POV“You cannot apply for a loan, Miss Cassandra.” The tenant in the money lending agency said. He seemed frustrated with my case and the way he said those words was filled with irritation. “What? Why can’t I?” I asked, for the tenth time on this day. “You see, we cannot lend any money to anyone. You must have a high-paying job running for at least three months.” He explained further. It just made me feel more stressed out. “Otherwise, we know you might be able to pay us.”“I am about to lose my apartment,” I whispered. I cannot believe that they refuse to help a woman in distress right now. Isn’t the purpose of money lending to help people in need of finances? So why are they rejecting my plea? “I am sorry, ma’am. You may come back once you find a job. That way, we can help you and discuss what you should do.” He said. It is just utterly unbelievable how he never even considered it. “Are you seriously rejecting me now, are you?” I sighed. I can’t even use my face...
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