As I make my way to the office, I can't help but feel out of place. The reception is quiet, and there's no one to welcome me. I almost turn back when a lady walks in casually, flashing me a sweet smile."Hi, are you here for the interview?" she asks, moving closer to where I'm standing."Yes, I saw the advert and decided to give it a shot," I reply, looking around to familiarize myself with the environment."Here," she says, handing me a form to fill out with my details. I collect the form, say "thank you," and look for a convenient spot to start filling it out.As I finish filling out the form, I hand it to her. "Very well, then follow me," she orders, leading me to a room where three men and a woman are seated, probably here for the same interview. They all turn to look at me as I enter the room. I feel a surge of nervousness, but the lady who greeted me offers a reassuring smile. "Please, take a seat," she says, gesturing to an empty chair. "We'll be with you shortly."After waitin
No, I can't let him get to me. The sexual tension between us is palpable, but I'm not ready to give in. He hurt me badly, and now he is sabotaging my chance of getting a job. This can't be happening.I shudder when I feel his face inching closer to mine, but I guard my emotions, not forgetting the reason I came to his office.I gather my strength. With my two hands placed on his chest, I notice he tenses from my touch, his eyes darting between my eyes and mouth. I push him off. "Stay away from me, Josh. This is making me uncomfortable, and don't try to turn it around. What the fuck is wrong with you? Do you think the world revolves around you? How dare you try to stop me from getting a job!”I notice a flash of hurt on his face, but he quickly covers it up. "Harper, can you please sit?" he says, moving away from me and returning to his seat. He looks at me and licks his lips, and I feel a surge of desire that I can't ignore. My clit pulses with excitement, and I feel my panties grow da
I turn around and realize it's Amelia, with a bright smile on her face. "Are you back here? Oh my God, I've missed my bestie!" she exclaims. "Why are you coming out of Josh's office? Are you guys back together?"I look at her, stunned by the barrage of questions. Which one does she want me to answer first? "Slow down, young lady, one question at a time," I say with a laugh.She grins. "Don't blame me, Harper. I'm just happy to see you're back to work with us again." I know Amelia has a knack for getting first hand information about everything going on in the office, but this time I think she's taking a wild guess."What makes you think I'm coming back to work here?" I ask, raising an eyebrow."I'm just assuming, Harper, since I saw you coming from Josh's office," she replies, her eyes sparkling with curiosity.But the thought of what transpired between me and Josh suddenly dampens my spirit. Amelia notices my change in demeanor and asks, "What's wrong?"I hesitate, unsure how much to
JoshI'd be damned if I said I wasn't affected when I saw Nick and Harper together. I admit that I've been keeping tabs on her ever since I told her I didn't want to see her again and relieved her of her job. I couldn't come to terms with why I told her I was firing her. I guess I was in a state of anger when I said those words, and as soon as they came out of my mouth, I regretted them. I couldn't bear the look on her face when I said those words to her, but my pride wouldn't let me go back on my decision and tell her I didn't mean it.I had sabotaged her job prospects, which I know she'll find out soon enough. Harper is a force to be reckoned with, and I know she'll come after me when she discovers I was behind it. I want her back by any means necessary; I can't afford to lose her. But when I think about the kiss she shared with Nolan my heart aches and I feel jealous. I know I have no right to feel this way, especially after the way I treated her. But I can't help the way I feel
The entire world freezes when I set my eyes on Harper. Her skin is radiant, even in the dim light of the bar, and her hair is perfectly styled. She wears a tight-fitted gown that accentuates her curves and luscious breasts, causing my dick to twitch in my trousers. I curse inwardly. "Who is she with?" I ask Axel.Axel tilts his head, and then a man appears out of nowhere, strolling behind her and placing his hand on her waist. I notice Harper stiffening, and my instinct is that the guy is harassing her. The glass cup I am holding feels the heat of my anger. How dare he touch what's mine! My leg seems to have a brain of its own, driven by my possessive instinct. I storm forward and push the guy away.“Josh," Harper whispers, yelling my name. I love the way it rolls off her tongue; it's so sexual to me. But first, I need to teach this dude a lesson.The guy stumbles. "What the fuck is your problem?" he yells. "You don't fucking touch a woman who doesn't want you to touch her!" I growl,
HarperI've just managed to get some sleep after tossing and turning in bed last night. Yesterday was eventful for me; seeing Adams again brings back many memories. He was my first-ever boyfriend. The flowers he sent remind me how he spoiled me silly with gifts and love. The sudden ringing of my phone jolts me out of sleep as I stretch on the bed. I groan as I stare at the annoying device, my anger surging at whoever is calling to strip me of my not-so-beautiful sleep."I hesitantly reach for the phone, my mind racing with possibilities. Who could be calling me so early in the morning? My face scrunches in annoyance when I take the phone and realize it's an unknown number. That seems to pique my interest in whoever is calling, so I swipe my phone and place it in my ear, hearing a familiar voice. "Hey, Harper, bad timing," this is Adams, he says, but I notice an edge of uncertainty in his voice. "Adams," I breathe out his name. "I'm sorry, did I wake you?" he asks in an apologetic
My weekend is a blur, I don't have much to do, and I dread Monday because that's when I'll have to go back to work. Although I don't want to go back to the shipping company, it's unwise to lose the equivalent of three months' salary. Ava and Amelia hit the club that weekend, but I'm just not in the mood to go. I don't want to risk bumping into Josh again and seeing him with another woman. Flashes of the woman and Josh keep coming to mind, making my heart ache and reminding me that we're officially over. On the other hand, Adams has been sweet, and I feel lucky to have met kind men like him. Josh was like that before everything went wrong, but I cringe as my thoughts drift back to him. I can't seem to have a moment of peace without my mind wandering back to Josh.I try to shake off the thoughts of Josh and focus, I take a deep breath and push his thoughts aside.And here I am on a Monday morning, preparing to go to work. I'm not in the mood for work, and when I check the time, I real
As I approach Josh's office, my heart still racing from our earlier encounter, I can't shake off the feeling of unease. I knock on the door, and Josh's deep voice calls out, "Enter." I take a deep breath, square my shoulders, and step inside. Josh looks up from his desk, his eyes locking onto mine with an intensity that makes my pulse quicken. "Sit down," he says, pointing to the seat opposite him. I'm grateful that he's back to being professional again, unlike the stunt he pulled on me just minutes ago. He brings out a folder and spreads it out. "Harper, explain this to me." He taps his pen on the paper.I shift in my seat, my voice hesitant. "Well, there have been... complications."Josh's eyes narrow, his gaze piercing. "Complications?"I clear my throat, trying to elaborate. "The client has been... difficult. We've had to make adjustments."Josh's expression turns skeptical, his voice dripping with disbelief. "Adjustments?"I felt my defenses rise, my words coming out more forc
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