Chapter 2

Chapter 2

“Celeste,”

I could not move. Aside from being puzzled, his sudden action stunned me. I almost held my breath while he was hugging me too tight as if he cannot afford to lose me. I'm pretty sure that I don't know him— aside from the fact that he is the CEO of this company and I am applying as his secretary.

“I miss you so d*mn much,” my brows crossed. Then, I remember what the other applicants were talking about earlier.

Celeste. That's probably his dead fiancé. But why would he hug me? I am not Celeste.

“Mr. Coh—” my eyes widened and quickly pushed him away from me. All the blood from my entire body went on my face and painted it up. The secretary looks stunned by her face right now. Her lips were circled while she could not even say anything.

“I-I'm not Celeste,” I said to Mr. Cohen.

He was still giving me those soft eyes of someone who lost the most precious gem in his life. I moved my eyes away and glanced at his secretary before she could even think something differently by what she witnessed.

“W-What you saw— it’s not what you think,” I said, trying to erase whatever she's thinking right now.

“Am I dreaming?” She uttered. I crossed my brows in front of her. This was Mr. Cohen's exact reaction when he saw me earlier.

“What's your name?”

Mr. Cohen captured my eyes back to him. There was still softness from his eyes, as if he was melting like ice.

“I'm Dahlia Savedra,” I introduced myself. “I'm here to apply as your new secretary.”

I painted a small smile on my lips. He only greeted his teeth and turned his back at me. They are both being weird, especially this billionaire CEO. He just hugged me earlier and now he's acting like a jerk.

Breathe, Dahlia. You need a job or else, you're gonna sleep on the street.

“Am I not hired?” I asked. My heart was being squeezed a bit, scared that he might say yes. I don't know what to do in this hellish life of mine if I don't get this job.

I smiled bitterly while I was facing his broad back.

“That's fine. I'll get goi—”

“Tell all the applicants to go home,” he cut me out and eyed his current secretary.

“Huh?”

“You can also resign now,” he added with his hands inside his pockets.

“What do you mean, Sir? You're not yet done hiring a new one to replace me,” the secretary said, a bit confused. Then his eyes suddenly shifted back to me, which made me feel goosebumps and made my chest race.

“She's hired,” it was like music to my ears. Those two words keep echoing inside my head.

I am hired? I have a job? I have a fvcking job!

“I'll tell them the great news,” she gave me a tiny smile. I swear, that tiny smile speaks something else. She's not glad that I was hired. In fact, her eyes were a bit gloomy and can see fear through. She combed her wolf cut hair with her hand before leaving us alone inside.

My chest almost jumped when I caught him still looking at me. But then, it seems like he doesn't care at all if I catch him eyeing me.

“W-When should I start?” I asked to break the deafening silence.

“Tomorrow,” he replied coldly. I noticed his hand clenching while still giving me those brown eyes of his. Those eyes were speaking what he wanted to say. I can feel that he was trying to hold himself.

“I'll discuss the salary tomorrow,” he said and finally moved his eyes away from me.

“Sure. I'll go ahead now, thank you.” I simply bowed my head, stopping myself from smiling widely. I still can't believe that I got hired!

My eyes widened. I felt my entire body suddenly become a statue. His hand on my wrist felt like electricity that ran through my spine. My heart started to race and I couldn't stop it. I was facing the door and was about to leave when he grabbed my wrist. Right now, he was facing my back and I couldn't even look back.

“S-Sir,” I uttered nervously as I mustered the courage to finally face him.

D*mn. Did I mention how handsome Mr. Cohen is? From his thick black brows, to his manipulative and obsessive eyes that every woman will surely be enticed with, to his perfect nose that everyone in this world would dream of, to his seductive red lips that a woman would always crave, down to his body that was well built with his masculinity. Even his two block hair cut suits him so much.

There was only a small distance between us, which made me smell his perfume even more. I was right. The scent that I smelled as soon as I sat a foot here was his.

“I’ll see you tomorrow,” he said with his soft baritone voice and gently let go of my wrist. We exchanged our gaze for a moment. There was a part of him that wanted to tell me something but he couldn't.

I nodded before I headed out. It was not a surprise when I saw nobody outside but her secretary with curly brown hair. She was already getting all her things on the desk. I guess I will now replace her.

“Congratulations,” she said and drew a soft smile.

“Thanks,” I replied. Something just feels off.

I chose to ignore that and began to walk away. The important thing is that I was hired. This is my last card and it finally worked. I guess I will not be sleeping on the street.

“Don't fall for him,”

I froze from the moment she said that.

“What?” I chuckled and faced her. Why would I fall for Mr. Cohen?

“I'm talking about Mr. Cohen,” she said. Now, she's directly looking at me with those worried eyes.

“I'm not saying this because I hate you, Dahlia. Seeing you melts my heart because I can see h—” she stopped, refraining herself from telling me something that I don't know.

“I'm sure you heard about his fiancé. Please know that she will never be erased in his heart,” she said instead.

I simply smirked. “Don't worry. I have no plan of falling in love. I just want to earn money and live my life,” I assured her before I finally turned my back again and left the company.

There is something bothering me. All their actions and reactions after seeing me bothers me. She was not even surprised when she first saw me in the morning. Or maybe because she was not really paying attention to me?

I took a sigh. None of this matters, Dahlia. What matters is that I am now employed and I can finally pay my bills and provide my own food.

I went home after getting hired. I have to rest before I start working there tomorrow.

I took a cab on my way back home. However, as soon as I came out of the cab, I saw some men carrying a lot of furniture. At first, I ignored it, thinking that one of my neighbors purchased it. But then, my feet froze when I saw them barging into my apartment with its door opened.

“Excuse me, what are you doing?” I asked when I quickly ran upstairs and approached one of them.

“And how did you open my room?” I was indeed in awe and puzzled. I don't understand any of this. What the hell is going on?

“The landlady opened it,” the man answered.

I chuckled. “I'm sorry, but I think you delivered those to the wrong apartment? These are not mine, I'm not purchasing anything.”

Oh, yeah. Because I am fucking broke right now.

“Are you not Dahlia Savedra?” The man asked, checking a paper.

My brows crossed. “I am Dahlia Savedra,” I said.

“Then these are yours,” he replied, ending the conversation quickly while I was still in awe, processing everything.

“Hold on!” She exclaimed, which made the man stop.

“Who sent this? I don't know anyone who will give me these things. Is it Charlotte?” She's the only one I know who can do this. But it's unlikely that she will do such a thing.

“No. It's… what's the name again? Wait,” he checked the paper again.

“Ohhh. It's Mr. Sean Cohen,” the man said with a huge smile on his face.

My jaw just dropped. My boss sent all of this?

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