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A Dramatic Interruption
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No More Mrs. Nice GirlĀ Ā Ā Awkward Hearts, Hidden Threats
Authorās POV Mila finished her work as the sun dipped low in the sky she grabbed her bag quickly.The office was quiet now, most people had left. She stepped out of her cabin and walked toward the elevator. Arine had said they would leave together, so she headed straight to the parking lot where he told her his car would be waiting.She walked toward the parking lot, following the familiar path. When she turned the last corner, she stopped for a second. Arineās car was already parked in their usual spot, and Arine stood beside it leaning against the door, typing something seriously on his phone.Mila walked up to him. Arine looked up when he heard her footsteps. His eyes met hers, soft for a second, then back to his usual steady gaze."Hey," Mila said, trying to sound normal.Arine locked the screen and straightened up pocketed his phone and opened the passenger door for her. "Ready?" he asked. She nodded and slid into the seat. He got in beside her, and the driver a quiet man in a dark
No More Mrs. Nice GirlĀ Ā Ā Storms Gathering on Every side
Authorās POV Arine tore his gaze away from the camera and looked back at Mila.āYou donāt need to worry anymore, Mila,ā he said quietly, trying to steady her with his voice. Mila looked at him for a long moment, a strange feeling tugging at her chest. It felt like he was hiding something from her, but she chose not to ask. She knew that if it was truly important, he would tell her himself when the time was right. She turned away and walked toward the door. Just as she reached it, Arine spoke from behind her, his tone back to calm authority. āFinish all your work today. When we leave, weāll go together. I want to meet Aunt Lana too.ā Mila just nodded and left the office, heading straight to her cabin. As she walked away, Arineās eyes followed her until she disappeared around the corner. The moment she was gone, he pulled out his phone and made a call,his voice dropped to a cold command.āNow.āMeanwhile, Mila reached her cabin, sat down at her desk, and quickly texted Sally: āEverything
No More Mrs. Nice GirlĀ Ā Ā The Unseen Threat
Authorās POVMilaās whole body was shaking with anger and hurt. Arine stared deeply into Milaās eyes. All he could see was paināand that pain hurt him too, because he knew it was his fault his absence, his silence. It twisted like a knife in his chest. Closing his eyes, he drew a long, shuddering breath, steadying himself. When he opened them again, he met her gaze and spoke, his voice low and heavy with regret.āI know youāre angry, Mila. You have every right to be. But pleaseā¦ hear my side.āMila snatched her hand away and pushed Arine back with a sudden force, her voice rising with emotion.Arine, caught off guard by her sudden fury, actually stumbled back a step.āWhy should I hear you out? When I needed you most, you were justā¦ gone! It was like you never even existed in my life. You didnāt even ask if I was okay. After that night, I lost my baby. And it wasnāt an accidentāsomeone tried to kill us! But you didnāt care. Why would you? That baby wasnāt yours, right? And I must be no
No More Mrs. Nice GirlĀ Ā Ā No Escape
[Scene: K&N Architects, HR Department ]The silence in the office was so absolute it felt like a vacuum. The word "CEO" hung in the air, sharp and heavy as a guillotine.Mr. Coleās face, which had been puffed with rage, drained of all color. Alexās smug smile vanished, replaced by a mask of stunned, unfiltered hatred. President Harrison was still bent in a low bow, sweat beading on his forehead.And Mila... Mila just stared. The floor, the walls, the entire world had just tilted on its axis. The man she had once trustedāwho had disappeared when she needed him mostāwas now the owner of her company. Her thoughts scattered. Arineās eyes met hers briefly. They were unreadableādark, calm, but filled with something buried deep.He saw the hurricane of shock, confusion, and betrayal in her eyes.Finally, he broke the stare and turned his attention to the trembling HR manager. He took one slow, deliberate step toward him. He didn't raise his voice; he lowered it, making it far more dangerous.
No More Mrs. Nice GirlĀ Ā Ā Hostile Takeover
Author's POV[The St. Regis Hotel ā Private Dining Suite ā Same Night]High above the chaotic pulse of the city, in a lavishly appointed private dining room, Aunt Lana sat alone at a table set for two. She stared out the floor-to-ceiling window at the glittering skyline.The door behind her opened, and a man entered, shrugging off a tailored suit jacket. He was all controlled energy and sharp angles, his handsome face set in a grim expression. He wasn't just tired; he was vibrating with a protective fury that he was barely holding in check.āAunt Lana,ā he greeted, his voice a low rumble."Arine," she replied, turning. A knowing, almost sad smile touched her lips. "That was fast. Your private jet must have set a new speed record from London.""I told the pilot to fly it like he stole it," Arine said, bypassing the table to stand at the window, his back to her. He braced his hands on the glass, staring down at the city lights."The moment I got your call last night... the second you tol
No More Mrs. Nice GirlĀ Ā Ā The Ache She Wonāt Admit
Authorās POV [Milaās Apartment āLate Evening] The cab ride home felt longer than it should have, the city's neon lights blurring into a haze as Mila replayed the evening in her mind. Robbin's folder burned a hole in her bag, its contents a ticking bomb of revelations. She stepped out onto the familiar sidewalk, the cool air nipping at her skin, and buzzed the intercom. Moments later, the door swung open, revealing Sally's concerned face framed by the warm glow of the hallway light. Sally(pulling her inside):āFinally! Do you know how long Iāve been pacing in here? Come in, sit downātell me everything.ā Mila slipped off her shoes and sank into the couch, exhaustion weighing her down. She let her bag fall beside her.Sally perched on the armrest, arms crossed. Mila(looking around): āWhereās Aunt Lana?ā Sally(shrugging): āSheās not home. Got a call, said she was meeting some old friends staying in the city. She left a little while ago.ā Milaās brows furrowed. āThis late?ā Sally: (le
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