(Warning 18+) He can’t forgive. She can’t remember. But their past won’t stay buried. Atticus Roan is desperate for a fresh start. After two years of hardship, she’s ready to rebuild her life, even if it means facing rejection for the way her plus-size figure no longer fits society’s ideals. Applying for a secretary position at Royal Cruise Manufacturing Company is her last hope. But she never expected her potential boss to be Phoenix Everette — a man whose icy glare hides a storm of resentment and pain.Phoenix remembers everything Atticus forgot. Two years ago, her betrayal left him broken, both in heart and body. Now he walks with a cane, a daily reminder of the accident that shattered his life — and he blames her for it. Her return stirs old wounds and a fury he thought he’d buried. How dare she stand before him, unaware of the damage she caused?As their worlds collide, a tangled web of lost memories, buried secrets, and raw emotions threatens to destroy them both. Atticus must uncover the truth about their past, while Phoenix must decide if he can let go of his anger.Can they confront their painful history and find forgiveness, or are some wounds too deep to heal? In a battle between resentment and redemption, second chances don’t come easy — but they might be worth the fight.
View MorePhoenix POV.“If you need anything from the mini-grocery downstairs, just dial 121 on that phone,” I said, pointing to the wall-mounted device. “It’ll connect you to the front desk, and they’ll deliver it straight to your door. No need to go out. While I’m gone, either rest or clean up.” My gaze lingered on her face. “You have dark circles under your eyes. You should get some sleep.”She nodded quickly, offering an awkward smile. “Take care, Sir—I mean, Phoenix.”I watched her for a moment, memorizing her face, before turning and walking out of the penthouse. As the door clicked shut behind me, I felt my composure slip. Every step away from her seemed to grow heavier, but I forced myself to keep moving. Atticus. Of all the people I thought I had left behind, it had to be her.Later, I sat in Lee’s barn, a place more suited for private meetings and casual hangouts than livestock. The usual laughter and banter from my friends filled the room, but I was miles away, lost in my own thought
Atticus repeatedly checked Phoenix’s address on the calling card while riding the elevator to the top floor of the Buena Building. According to the card, Mr. Everette’s penthouse was on the highest level.This man is that rich, she thought.She took a deep breath and adjusted her clothes. She needed to look presentable in front of Mr. Everette. Since she was applying to be his assistant, she had to make a good impression to ensure she wouldn’t lose the opportunity.“I’ll do my best,” she muttered to herself.When the elevator doors opened to her destination, she stepped out. She couldn’t possibly get lost—there was only one door on the floor, marked with “Everette.” She knocked, and within seconds, the door opened. Phoenix Everette greeted her, shirtless, wearing only jeans, while drying his damp hair with a towel and leaning slightly on his cane.“Come in,” Phoenix said.Atticus’s lips parted slightly as her gaze dropped to the man’s stomach. Butterflies seemed to flutter wildly in h
Atticus’s POVWhy do I keep remembering his face over and over again since I stepped out of his building? His green eyes, his lips, his body — what?! Why do I even bother? His attitude is terrible!As she was setting her table, a knock at the door interrupted her thoughts. A smile tugged at her lips.That must be the food Lineth promised.Excitedly, she walked to the door and opened it.Her smile vanished when she saw a man she didn’t recognize standing there. Her brows furrowed.“Who are you?”The man in front of her was handsome — too handsome to trust. His sharp eyes and tailored tuxedo looked out of place in front of her modest home.“I’m Sean Song,” he said, showing her an ID. “I’m here for you, Mrs. Ever—” He cleared his throat. “Ms. Roan.”She raised an eyebrow. “What do you want?” she asked, switching to English effortlessly.He glanced past her into the house. “May I come in?”“No,” she said firmly, crossing her arms over her chest. Who in their right mind knocks on someone’s
“Bullshit!” he growled, glaring at her. “I’m not here to play games, Atticus. If you’re after money, you won’t get anything from me.”Her mouth fell open, but she quickly shut it, glaring back at him. “What are you even talking about, Sir? I’m just here to interview for the vacant position at your company. If you don’t want to interview me, just say so, Mr. Everette. I’ll leave. You don’t have to yell at me.”He froze, his intense gaze still locked on her. “What’s with the ‘Sir’ and ‘Mr. Everette’? Why can’t you call me by my name?”Her patience was thinning, but she forced herself to stay calm. She had to remind herself that this man was a potential employer. “Sir, let me clarify something, okay?” she said, her voice steady despite the irritation building up inside her. “I don’t know you.” She emphasized each word. “I only know that you’re the owner of this company and, if I’m lucky, my future boss. So I don’t understand why you’re acting like you know me or why you’re speaking to me
Atticus straightened out her slightly wrinkled dress as she stood up from the long wait. Her name had just been called for the interview. Many applicants were competing for the position of secretary to the owner of Royal Everette Manufacturing Company, a firm that produced luxury yachts for the wealthy across the globe. She took a deep breath, preparing for the questions that awaited her. This was her fifth interview, and she had failed the previous four because she couldn’t provide proof of her educational background. She hoped things would be different this time. She was determined to show the CEO of Royal Manufacturing Company that she was fit for the job, even without a diploma or transcript of records. Compared to other applicants she felt that she was the only difference there with her plus-size body compared to those sexy applicants. She was hoping that her soon-to-be boss wouldn't be based on body size or look. She desperately needed this job. It had been almost si
Atticus straightened out her slightly wrinkled dress as she stood up from the long wait. Her name had just been called for the interview. Many applicants were competing for the position of secretary to the owner of Royal Everette Manufacturing Company, a firm that produced luxury yachts for the wealthy across the globe. She took a deep breath, preparing for the questions that awaited her. This was her fifth interview, and she had failed the previous four because she couldn’t provide proof of her educational background. She hoped things would be different this time. She was determined to show the CEO of Royal Manufacturing Company that she was fit for the job, even without a diploma or transcript of records. Compared to other applicants she felt that she was the only difference there with her plus-size body compared to those sexy applicants. She was hoping that her soon-to-be boss wouldn't be based on body size or look. She desperately needed this job. It had been almost si...
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