Josh’s POV Greg's face pops into the room, and my blood boils instantly. What the hell does he want now? My anger surges, as I seethe, “Can you fucking leave? I’m having time with my fiancée.”Greg opens his mouth to protest, but one look at the fury in my eyes makes him hesitate. He glances at Harper, then back at me, before finally taking a step back, and retreating into the hallway.I can feel Harper’s eyes on me, questioning, unsure of what to make of the situation. The unease between us deepens, and I can feel that something is about to break, something that might be beyond repair.I turned to Harper, my eyes searching hers, desperate to find some sense of hope.“I feel something strong for you, Harper. Please, let's start all over again, I promise to be the man of your dreams, the man who wakes up every morning just to see your face.”Tears streamed down my cheeks, and I could feel the mucus in my nose threatening to spill over. This level of vulnerability was something I had n
Josh’s POVI shut the door behind me, and the sound rang in my ears like a blow. I’m left standing in the hallway, my heart feels heavy with Harper’s words. I can barely breathe, the air thick with the realization that I’ve lost her—truly lost her this time. I lean against the wall, running a hand through my hair, trying to collect my thoughts. How did it get to this point? How did I let everything spiral so far out of control? All I wanted was to protect her, to make things right, but all I’ve done is push her further away. My mind races back to every moment, every decision that led us here. The anger, the jealousy, the lies. All of it is crashing down on me now. And Nolan… Damn it, Nolan. The thought of him with Harper, the betrayal—it makes my blood boil. But I can’t even blame him entirely. I’m as much at fault as he is.I’ve been a fool. I let my pride and fear dictate my actions, and now, I’m paying the price. I thought I could control everything, but I was wrong. I couldn’t c
Harper“Watch where you’re going!” I yelled at him as he bumped into me. Dressed in form-fitting black training pants that suited his muscular frame, he exuded confidence and focus as he spoke on the phone. Ignoring my presence, he arrogantly raised a finger to silence me, as if I were an interruption. “You ran into me, raised your finger to hush me, and now you don’t even have the decency to apologize?” I said angrily. “But you were standing in my way,” he replied, dripping with arrogance and contempt. His tone was hostile as if I had done something wrong. “I understand that everyone needs rest during their workout, but placing yourself between the equipment is inconvenient for others who are trying to use it. It's best to find a designated area for resting instead of telling me to apologize for what is your fault,” he ranted before walking away to continue his conversation.I was livid at this point. Without thinking, I swiftly pulled him back by his clothing, forcing him to face m
Clearing his throat to get everyone’s attention, Josh Stevenson began, “Good morning, everyone! I’m Josh Stevenson, your new boss. I’m thrilled to be here. By now, I’m sure you’ve observed the structural adjustments and staff changes we’ve implemented. Moving forward, over the next three months, it will be necessary for you to exert greater effort if you intend to remain a part of this organization.“I will have individual meetings with each of you to discuss your roles and what is expected from you,” he continued. “If you don’t have any questions, that’s all for now.”Sophia, looking very pleased, eagerly raised her hand, making me sigh inwardly. “It’s not a question,” she said. “I just wanted to officially welcome you to the company. We want you to know that we are fully committed to embracing and supporting your vision.”“Thank you, Miss...?” Josh paused, asking for her name. “Sophia,” she responded, adding a flirtatious tone to her voice as she continued the conversation. With a
After Josh apologized, we managed to find common ground and maintained a polite relationship.As Amelia and I walked into the office building, Sophia unexpectedly approached us, directing her attention toward me. Her expression turned sour as she scrutinized my attire. "Is it because you’re meeting with our boss that you’re dressed like this?" she asked with a sneer.Amelia immediately came to my defense. "Does Harper intimidate you?"Not letting Sophia's comment get to me, I gave them both a determined look and parted ways, heading toward Josh’s office.Upon entering, I greeted him, "Good morning, sir."With a smile on his face, he responded, "Good morning, Ms. Cole."His friendly gesture made me feel more comfortable, easing any anxiety I might have had. "Sit down," he offered."Thank you, sir," I replied, taking a seat.Josh looked at me and said, "I want you to interview some interns.""I believe Human Resources can handle that," I replied. "They are good at interviewing and have e
Silence fills the room as I look at my father, anticipating what he is about to say. He takes a deep breath and says, "Raphael Stevenson's son."I look at my father in disbelief, too stunned to speak. Trying to be sure, I ask, "Raphael Stevenson's son? The same Raphael Stevenson who is my boss?"He nods without saying a word.I don't want to jump to conclusions yet; it could be another Stevenson that I am not familiar with. So I ask, "And what's his son's name?" Still struggling to accept the unexpected news, I wait for his reply.Looking pale, my dad answers, "His name is Joshua Stevenson."Hearing his name makes my heart sink even further, my eyes widening as if I hadn't heard correctly. I need to double-check. "Dad, wait a minute! So, you're saying that I, Harper Cole, have to marry Joshua?""Yes, Harp," he confirms."He doesn't like me! He always tries to control my emotions and makes me feel like I'm not good enough!" I cry out in frustration, feeling crushed.Josh is the last per
JoshTo unwind from the week's stress, I head to a bar, relaxing with a bottle of wine and swaying my head to the song blasting from the speaker. Looking around the room, I notice a familiar figure with her back turned toward me. I move closer and realize it's Chloe.My heart races, leaving me breathless and unsure of how to react. "Hi, Josh. Good to see you. It's been a while," she says, pulling me into a hug. I am surprised to see her in town; she has been away for a long time. "When did you come to town?" I ask."Last week," she replies, smiling from ear to ear. It's obvious she is happy to see me, but I don't think the feeling is mutual. Chloe is like a leech; she doesn't take no for an answer, despite my telling her time and time again that I feel nothing for her. Lost in thought, I suddenly feel her lips smash against mine.The touch of her lips ignites a mix of familiarity and undeniable chemistry between us. I can't resist; I kiss her back, moaning as the world around us fades
You have been arranged in marriage with Harper, you can't contest that decision." leaving no space for discussion.I looked at both my mum and dad in disbelief then I burst into laughter."You're joking, right?" I questioned as I took notice of their serious expressions.My father looks right at me, his eyes unwavering with his serious business face, "Does it look like I'm joking?"At that moment I realized my father that he's completely serious.I was livid at this point as I turned to my mother "Mom, you can't just stand by and let Dad do this. He's talking about this woman; she is stubborn, arrogant, and…" I stumble over my words, unable to express my feelings."And smart. I like her for you," he said as a matter of fact."You will get married in two months, and there is no place for negotiation.”I suddenly got up from my seat, looked between my mum and dad in anger, walked to the door in a long stride, and slammed the door behind me. I walked out of the house with many ideas racin
Josh’s POVI shut the door behind me, and the sound rang in my ears like a blow. I’m left standing in the hallway, my heart feels heavy with Harper’s words. I can barely breathe, the air thick with the realization that I’ve lost her—truly lost her this time. I lean against the wall, running a hand through my hair, trying to collect my thoughts. How did it get to this point? How did I let everything spiral so far out of control? All I wanted was to protect her, to make things right, but all I’ve done is push her further away. My mind races back to every moment, every decision that led us here. The anger, the jealousy, the lies. All of it is crashing down on me now. And Nolan… Damn it, Nolan. The thought of him with Harper, the betrayal—it makes my blood boil. But I can’t even blame him entirely. I’m as much at fault as he is.I’ve been a fool. I let my pride and fear dictate my actions, and now, I’m paying the price. I thought I could control everything, but I was wrong. I couldn’t c
Josh’s POV Greg's face pops into the room, and my blood boils instantly. What the hell does he want now? My anger surges, as I seethe, “Can you fucking leave? I’m having time with my fiancée.”Greg opens his mouth to protest, but one look at the fury in my eyes makes him hesitate. He glances at Harper, then back at me, before finally taking a step back, and retreating into the hallway.I can feel Harper’s eyes on me, questioning, unsure of what to make of the situation. The unease between us deepens, and I can feel that something is about to break, something that might be beyond repair.I turned to Harper, my eyes searching hers, desperate to find some sense of hope.“I feel something strong for you, Harper. Please, let's start all over again, I promise to be the man of your dreams, the man who wakes up every morning just to see your face.”Tears streamed down my cheeks, and I could feel the mucus in my nose threatening to spill over. This level of vulnerability was something I had n
I hurried to the doctor as the door opened, my heart racing with hope. “How is she?” I asked, desperate for good news.Amelia and Axel stood close behind me, their expressions tense as they awaited the doctor’s update.The doctor took a deep breath before speaking. “She is stable for now. We’ve run some tests and carried out x-rays on her brain, considering her condition and the memory loss. It seems like she’s beginning to recall bits and pieces. It’s a positive sign, but we need to be cautious. Memory recovery can be unpredictable, and it’s crucial to provide her with a supportive environment.”I nod, taking in the information. “So, there’s hope she might regain more of her memories?”“Yes,” the doctor confirms. “There’s potential for her to remember more as she recovers. The process can be slow, and we’ll monitor her progress closely.”I held my breath, waiting for more information.“The tests show no severe damage,” the doctor continued. “Her brain activity is normal, and there ar
Josh's POV Seeing Harper with Greg ignites a surge of fury in me. It’s like déjà vu of what happened between Harper and Adams. The sight of her arm linked with Greg’s is unbearable.I almost stormed over to them, ready to yank her away from Greg, but Axel grabbed my arm, pulling me back. I had intentionally cut our Atlanta trip short after overhearing Greg's plans to take Harper to a club. Harper, I trust, but I don’t trust Greg at all. He’s involved in shady dealings with women. There are rumors about him drugging them and then using his father’s wealth to cover it up, making it look like the women were at fault. I can’t let Harper become another victim.As I struggle to control my anger, I watch helplessly as Greg, with Harper in his arms, heads for the ground floor. The panic in Axel’s voice only adds to my frustration. I know Harper’s health is the priority right now, but the sight of her with Greg makes it hard to think clearly.Axel’s firm grip on my arm is the only thing keep
After a warm bath, I collapse into bed, finally feeling the exhaustion. The weekend is a welcome break, and I spend it relaxing and doing nothing in particular.Amelia visits and excitedly talks about her relationship with Axel. I'm happy for her; it seems like she’s finally found love.But as Monday approaches, I dread seeing Josh. His silence over the weekend has only made me more anxious, reminding me of how he acted before our trip to Atlanta. No matter how much I try to think about something else, his face keeps popping into my mind, along with the unsettling dream I had about him.I can’t seem to shake these thoughts, and it’s clear that Josh still has a big impact on my life, even when he’s not around.Monday arrives, and I drag myself out of bed, feeling the weight of the day ahead. I get dressed quickly and head to the kitchen for a brief breakfast, trying to brace myself for what's to come.At work, I bury myself in tasks, especially preparing the report on everything that h
I find a space and settle in, pulling out my headphones and plugging them in. As the music starts, it helps calm my racing heart a bit.I wonder if things will be awkward between Josh and me now. His new behavior is confusing, especially when my whole body is still craving his touch.Relaxing back into my seat, I glance at him frequently, but he never turns to look at me. It feels like this is going to be a hell of a ride.I try to focus on the music, letting the rhythm fill the silence between us, but it’s hard to ignore the tension. My eyes keep drifting back to Josh, hoping for any sign that he might look my way. But he stays engrossed in his tablet, completely detached.I take a deep breath, forcing myself to look away and focus on the window. The clouds outside blur as we ascend, and I try to clear my mind, but it’s no use. This is going to be a long, torturous ride, I think to myself, trying to shake off the ache in my chest.I don't think I've ever been in a situation where I
I open the door and find Mia standing there. I sigh in relief when I see it’s her. “Oh, you made it,” I say, still breathless.“Are you okay?” she asks as I step aside to let her in.“I’m fine, Mai. I just woke up,” I reply.“Girl, you didn’t tell me you just woke up! You look all flustered like someone was giving it to you from behind,” she teases."Oh my God," I groan, collapsing onto the bed, realizing I've got another Amelia in Mai.She gives me a skeptical look. “Harper, don’t tell me you just had a sex dream.”I sit up quickly, eyes wide. “Is it that obvious?” I ask.“Oh my goodness, Harper, don’t tell me my theory is right!” she exclaims.My cheeks burn at Mai’s words, her knowing grin only making it worse. I try to laugh it off, but the sound comes out strangled. How did she guess so easily? I haven’t even processed the dream myself, yet here she is, already connecting the dots.I drop my gaze, fiddling with the edge of my robe. The images from the dream flash behind my eyes v
Harper's POV I nod and say, "Hi Greg. Yes, I know him. He is my..." I trail off, unsure of what to call Josh.I can feel Josh's eyes on me, waiting to hear how I’ll address him. We're not engaged anymore; I need time to process the emotional rollercoaster he’s putting me through. "Yes, he’s my boss," I finally say.I glance at Josh and notice he's visibly angry, his frustration almost palpable.I make my way back to my room, feeling drained after the exhausting five-hour meeting. I drop my bag on the table and quickly change out of my work clothes, wanting nothing to disturb my sleep. It's a relief that I’ve checked out of Josh’s room.In just my panties and bra, I collapse onto the bed. As I settle in, Josh’s presence lingers in my mind, but fatigue overtakes me, and soon I drift off to sleep.I hear a knock on my door and groan loudly. Hastily, I throw on a bathrobe, tie it firmly, and make my way to the door. Unlocking it, I grasp the doorknob and open it. “Josh,” I whisper his n
“Oh, don’t worry, Axel. When we meet in Seattle, I’ll fill you in,” I say, laughing. I know he’s eager to hear what I’m talking about.“Don’t you dare, Josh? Why would you say something like that and then leave me hanging?” he responds in his tone, a mix of playful and frustrated.I laugh loudly, feeling a rare moment of relief. It’s a welcome distraction from everything I’m dealing with regarding Harper.“Okay, okay,” I say between laughs. “I know you can’t wait.”“Spill it, man. What’s the news?” Axel presses.“Trisha’s son isn’t mine,” I say, watching as he falls silent. “Say something, man,” I urge, wondering if he knows something I don’t.“That’s a relief, Josh. I’m happy for you, man,” Axel finally responds.“That’s all you’ve got?” I ask, knowing Axel usually has more to say.He gives a nervous laugh. “What do you want me to say? It’s a relief, isn’t it?”“But there’s something about that child’s appearance,” I continue. “He looks like someone I know but I can’t place it. His e