“Christine, I know this isn’t what you envisioned when you took the job. But hear me out. Why not give it three months? Work with us at Fortune Productions. You might find it’s not as bad as you think.” He leaned forward and smirked. “Three months? You mean three months of chaos and your endless demands? Sounds like a dream come true.” Christine said forcing a smile “I promise, it’s not all chaos. There’s a method to the madness. And who knows? You might even enjoy it.” Reyes chuckled lightly. “Enjoy it? You’re the reason I’m in this mess, Reyes. If you hadn’t—” she screamed in her head wanting to talk but she held her self. "Of course, I would enjoy it, your arrogance and bossy attitude." “I know, I know. But running away won’t solve anything, you look classic and the documents you sorted out yesterday looks like you can handle the position, you just need a little push. Besides you sound like you have known me for a long time .”A push? You turned my life upside down, and now yo
Brandon leaned against the doorframe of the office, a subtle smirk playing on his lips as he watched his boss.Brandon had always been observant, and he couldn’t help but notice how Reyes’s demeanor shifted when women were around. He kept a professional distance from his own fiancée, but with Christine, it was different. The way he leaned in slightly, the way his voice softened—it was almost intimate. Brandon had half-expected Reyes to lean in for a kiss, the thought making him chuckle quietly to himself.Brandon pushed himself off the doorframe and headed toward Christine’s office.He knocked lightly before entering, finding her hunched over her desk, focused on a report. “Hey, Christine. The CEO wants to see you.”She looked up, her expression shifting from concentration to surprise. “Oh, okay. Thanks, Brandon.”As she stood, Brandon caught a glimpse of her nervous energy. There was something about the way she smoothed her blouse and tucked a stray hair behind her ear that made him
Christine swallowed hard, her throat dry as she felt the weight of her long, dark hair slipping from the tight bun. But now, as she lowered her head to avoid Reyes’s gaze, the strands cascaded down her shoulders, framing her face in a way that felt both vulnerable and exposed.Reyes moved closer. The scent of his cologne—a mix of cedar and something sharp—filled the air between them. “Are you sure we haven't met before?” he asked, his voice smooth yet probing.Christine’s heart raced, pounding against her ribcage like a caged bird desperate to escape. She felt the blood drain from her face, leaving her pale and trembling. The room spun slightly, and she fought to steady herself, her breath coming in shallow gasps. Memories of her daughter, Nadia, flashed through her mind—her bright smile, the way she clung to Christine’s leg when she was scared, the way she needed her mother to be strong. The thought of leaving her with her heartless father sent a jolt of panic through her.If she didn
The air in the dimly lit office was thick with the awful scent of tobacco smoke, curling toward the ceiling. Shadows danced across the walls, flickering in the faint light of a single desk lamp that lightened a cluttered workspace. In the corner, a figure sat hunched over, the aura dark enough to make your stomach churn. He took a long drag from his cigarette, before he exhaled a cloud of smoke that hung in the air like a shroud. His voice was low and gravelly as he spoke into an old phone, the receiver pressed tightly to his ear.“How’s Christine settling into her new job?” he asked, his tone deceptively casual. He leaned back in his chair, the leather creaking under his weight, and watched the smoke swirl around him. “I want you to tail her closely. I need to know everything she does, every move she makes.”He paused, listening intently to the response on the other end, his fingers tapping rhythmically on the desk, a nervous habit that rhymes with the cold determination in his hea
Christine stepped into her office, the door clicking shut behind her. She sank into her chair, the leather cool against her skin, but it did little to soothe the heat rising in her chest.Reyes words stung, but beneath the anger, she felt something else—an undeniable attraction that twisted her stomach into knots. How could she feel drawn to someone who looks down on her at every chance he gets. As she recalled the moment, tears began to well in her eyes, blurring the screen of her laptop. She quickly blinked them away, furious with herself for letting him get to her. “I’m not weak,” she whispered, her voice barely audible over the hum of the air conditioning. “I won’t let anyone walk all over me.” She took a deep breath. Then she opened her laptop and began typing. She focused on the project at hand, pouring her energy into her work, but the memory of Reyes lingered. Just as she began to lose herself in the projects, her phone buzzed on the desk, jolting her from her thoughts. The
She had followed his clear instructions for a good morning coffee, which was to be a black espresso with no cream and a cube of sugar. His choice of beverage was as miserable as working with him, and now she was in deep trouble."You don't like your coffee, sir?""Did you buy this from a store?""I beg your pardon.""Answer the damn question.""No, sir, I only got recommendations from other staff.""In my office, you do as you are told.""Well, I thought it would be—""You don't think, you do as you are told!" he yelled, and she could feel her insides squirming with embarrassment. "I am only expecting to drink a beautiful coffee, as I have told you. Besides, the buttery is for the employees. I have my personal coffee room."Now it finally clicked why there was a direction notice stapled on the note left on her table. Her cheeks burned, and she wished she could jump off a cliff at that moment, but she smiled. She had been through worse than this. "Do you want me to remake the coffee?"
Christine sat with Nadia, and Jeanette. The air was filled with the rich aroma of coffee and the soft murmur of conversations around them. Christine absentmindedly stirred her cappuccino, her eyes drifting to the colorful children's books stacked on a nearby shelf. “Mom, can we go to the library after this?” Nadia asked, her eyes sparkling with excitement. “I want to find more books about space!”“Of course, sweetie,” Christine replied, “We can pick out a few books and maybe even find a fun activity to do there.”Nadia nodded eagerly, her little fingers tapping on the table. “I wish I had a Dad. I bet he’d love to help me pick out the best ones.”Christine’s heart sank at the mention of Dad. She forced a smile, trying to keep the conversation light. “Well, we can have a great time just the three of us. Your grandpa loves books too!”“But I wish Dad was a CEO of a big company,” Nadia said, her voice filled with innocent longing. “Then he could take us on cool trips and show us his offi
The scent of sizzling eggs and crisp bacon filled the air, mingling with the sweet aroma of freshly brewed coffee. She hummed softly to herself, a melody that had become a morning routine, as she dished a beautiful array of breakfast for Nadia.“Breakfast is ready!” Christine called out, her voice bright and cheerful. Nadia entered into the kitchen, her backpack slung over one shoulder. “Yay! Pancakes!” she exclaimed, her face lighting up at the sight of the fluffy pancakes drizzling with honey. “Not just pancakes, my love,” Christine replied, setting the plate down in front of her. “We have eggs, bacon, and your favorite—chocolate chip pancakes!”Nadia’s eyes sparkled with delight as she dug in, her fork clinking against the plate. Christine watched her daughter with a smile, her heart swelling with love. Moments like these were precious, a brief pause in the whirlwind of their busy lives.After breakfast, Christine helped Nadia gather her things for school, ensuring she had her lu
"I resign," Christine said, her voice firm and resolute. "Sorry for all the fuss I made, and I'll start paying the fine as from next month."Reyes' face turned beet red with rage as he slammed his fist on the desk. "Are you kidding me?" he thundered, his voice echoing off the walls. "You think my father-in-law will let you get away with this? Or should I say, my potential father-in-law?"Christine took a step back, her eyes widening in alarm as Reyes' anger boiled over. "You attacked me in front of him," Reyes continued, his voice rising "He even came to my mansion to look for me, just so he could deal with me and deal with you too!"The room seemed to shake with the force of Reyes' anger, and Christine felt a shiver run down her spine."Because of that, I take it very seriously that I decide to quit," Christine said, her voice firm. "I would leave and disappear from this city."Reyes raised an eyebrow, a skeptical look on his face. "Are you really being stupid or pretending to be inn
Jeanette also joined in, laughing and nodding in agreement. "Yeah, Nadia really loves reading books, and I love that about her. She's just a cute little girl."Christine smiled at her friend's words, her eyes shining with warmth as she gazed at her daughter. "I'm so lucky to be your mom," she whispered, her voice filled with emotion.Nadia looked up at her mom, her eyes sparkling with innocence. "Of course, mommy. I'm also very lucky. I'm also very lucky to have you."Christine's heart swelled with love and gratitude as she listened to her daughter's words. She felt a lump form in her throat as Nadia continued, "Because of that, I promise never to make you sad, mom."Christine's eyes welled up with tears as she opened her arms, and Nadia slipped into her hug. They laughed a little as Nadia parted her curly auburn hair, revealing her bright smile.The innocent girl had no idea that above her head, her mother closed her eyes to hide tears.As Christine hugged her daughter, rubbing Nadia
Reyes swallowed hard, he felt tightness in his chest, Brandon's words were like arrows that hit his heart. "Besides, our relationship is limited to colleagues," Brandon said, his voice calm and measured. "My concern for her is also limited to pity I think other bodyguards also share my thoughts. Christine is a typical innocent girl who deserves to be protected."The corners of Reyes' lips twitched, a mixture of amusement and annoyance. "Innocent?" he repeated, his voice laced with sarcasm. "You should see how she smiled in front of Weston. I shuddered in horror. She's not a good girl that deserves to be protected. You can't be fooled, Brandon."Brandon's expression remained neutral, but a hint of surprise flickered in his eyes. "Sir, I think you're misunderstanding her," he said, his voice calm. "Christine is not the type of person to play games or manipulate others. She's genuine and kind, and that's why I think she deserves our protection."Reyes snorted, his expression disdainful.
Kaido sat down at his desk in his private office, his eyes scanning the numerous calls and text messages from Jeanette. He had intentionally ignored her for days, wanting to make her worry. But the truth was, he was trying to distance himself from her.As he looked at the messages, Kaido felt a pang of guilt. He knew Jeanette was worried about him, and he was taking advantage of her concern. But he couldn't help it. He was feeling something he wasn't supposed to feel.He was a murderer, a cold-blooded one at that. He had killed countless people in his quest for revenge, and he had never felt a shred of remorse. But Jeanette was different. She made him feel things he couldn't explain, things he didn't want to feel.He was drawn to her, and it scared him. Kaido didn't want to complicate matters. He had started his revenge for a reason, and Jeanette was not going to come and spoil his plans. Never.Kaido's eyes narrowed as he thought about Jeanette. He knew he had to push her away, to ma
As soon as Reyes jolted awake, his eyes widened in surprise. He looked around, trying to remember where he was and what had happened. And then, his gaze fell on Christine.She was sitting on top of him, her body almost half-naked. Reyes' mind was foggy, but he knew that he hadn't done anything with Christine. At least, he didn't think he had.Reyes' eyes narrowed as he tried to piece together the events of the previous night. He remembered Mister Thompson's visit, And then...and then he had moved Christine to bed.The girl had been fast asleep, completely unaware of what was happening. But now, she was sitting on top of him, her body pressed against his. Reyes' heart was racing as he tried to make sense of the situation.Why was Christine sitting on him? And why was she almost half-naked? Reyes' eyes scanned her body, taking in the sight of her bare skin. He felt a surge of desire, but he quickly pushed it aside.Then Christine punched him in the mouth, Reyes' eyes widened in shock. H
Suddenly they heard the movement of legs outside. Reyes' eyes locked onto Christine's, and he mouthed "be quiet" to her. Christine nodded, holding her breath. "Sir, we couldn't find Mr Reyes anywhere in the house," the secretary said. "The guards reported to Mister Thompson that he's not in his office or his bedroom."Christine's eyes widened as she realized that Sage's father had been waiting in the room all this while. No wonder Reyes hadn't moved much, and the air in the wardrobe still felt thin. Christine's heart was racing as she wondered if the sound of their breathing had been caught by Sage's father's ears.Reyes' eyes never left Christine's face as they stood there, frozen in silence. He could see the fear in her eyes, and he knew that he had to protect her. He wrapped his arms around her, holding her close as they waited for Sage's father to leave."Search this room! Look for any secret buttons whatsoever, they must be hiding probably inside a wardrobe I heard something fro
As the day drew to a close, Reyes told Christine that they would be going home together. He instructed Brandon, his driver, to take Christine's car home, and then they left the office together.As they drove to Reyes' mansion, Christine couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. She had no idea why Reyes was being somehow nice to her.When they arrived at the mansion, Reyes led Christine inside and told her to go to the kitchen and make him something to eat. Christine was taken aback by the command, but she didn't argue. She went to the kitchen and quickly made a delicious meal for Reyes.As she served the food to him, Reyes couldn't help but moan in while eating. The food was incredible, and he was impressed by Christine's culinary skills. But he didn't compliment her, still feeling a bit miffed at her for not coming to work for two days.Christine, sensing Reyes' mood, kept her distance. She sat down at the table across from him, but she didn't say a word. Reyes ate in silence, his ey
Jeanette tried to forget about Kaido and decided to distract herself by going to her brother's room. "Hey Mark, how about that dating app I asked you to open?" Jeanette teased, trying to brighten up her mood.Mark looked up from his phone and replied, "Oh sis, you're still on that? Anyway, I opened it a few days ago and I got matched with one girl, but she's ugly."Jeanette playfully rolled her eyes. "Mark, stop! Nobody is ugly, okay? You can just give it a try."Mark shook his head. "No sis, I'm not interested. You know I'm not really into online dating."Jeanette teased him some more. "Okay, if you say so. Anyway, just let me know when you get a girlfriend for yourself, okay?"Mark chuckled. "Okay sis, I will. But for now, can you just leave my room? You're disturbing me."Jeanette laughed and stood up. "Okay, okay, okay! I'll leave. Bye!" She walked out of the room, trying to shake off the lingering thoughts of Kaido.As she walked back to her own room, Jeanette couldn't help but f
As Alpha Logan's words hung in the air, his father's eyes suddenly flickered with life. He sat up in bed coughing seriously his eyes locking onto Alpha Logan's with a piercing intensity."You'll show me?" his father repeated, his voice low and menacing. "You think you can threaten me, Logan? You think you're powerful enough to take on the one who taught you everything you know?" He struggled to say despite being sick.Alpha Logan's eyes narrowed, his jaw clenched in anger. "I'm not threatening you, Father," he said, his voice dripping with venom. "I'm promising you. You've been holding me back for far too long, and it's time for me to take what's mine."His father's eyes flashed with anger, and he swung his legs over the side of the bed. "You dare to challenge me?" he spat, his voice rising. "I am the one who made you, Logan. I am the one who taught you how to hunt, how to fight, how to lead. And this is how you repay me? By threatening me?" He said and started coughing again.Alpha L