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"I'll stay," I sighed, feeling utterly defeated. A small smile crept onto William's face as he nodded. "That would be a good idea," he said, as if it had been my choice all along. I suppose, in a way, it was. I couldn’t afford to work for free, and I definitely couldn’t pass up an offer of six thousand dollars a week. I forced a smile, nodding. "Thank you so much for the offer, sir," I said, hoping he could sense my gratitude. "That's fine, dear," William replied warmly. I took that as my cue to leave. "I should get to work," I muttered, pushing myself up, rising from my chair. But before I could take a step, William shook his head. "No! Please, why the hurry? Sit, let's have a little chat." I hesitated, my brows furrowing. "About what, sir?" I asked, tilting my head slightly, feeling a growing discomfort. "You," he said simply. His gaze lingered on me, scrutinizing. "You know… you look awfully familiar. Like someone I used to know." I stiffened, offering an awkward sm
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"I’m sorry, sir, but I’m sticking to my resignation," I sighed, exasperated. Frustrated.William’s face fell, disappointment flickering in his eyes as he nodded. He parted his lips, about to say something, when the sharp sound of glass shattering cut through the air. Our heads snapped toward Richard. The framed picture William had placed on the table now lay in shards on the floor. Richard stood over it, his chest rising and falling, his glare locked onto the broken image. He looked like a man barely holding himself together. "You’re a shameless man, you know that?" Richard’s voice came slow, calm—dangerous. His eyes never left the ruined picture. "After everything that happened, you still keep her picture here like a trophy? Like something you’re proud of?" I blinked, confused, my gaze darting to William. His head hung low, his whole posture crumbling in on itself, shame written across his face. "You know she was important to both of us," William murmured, his voice hoarse.
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"What are you talking about?" My voice shot up, higher than I intended. My head spun slightly as I clung to the hope that Sabrina was making up stories. She blinked, confused. "Why are you pretending it’s a secret? The whole office already knows," she said, her tone casual, like she wasn’t dropping a bombshell right in front of me. I stared at her, frustration clawing at my insides. 'Knows what?' "Know what?" The words left my lips in a hush, my throat tight, my heart twisting in my chest. But I didn’t wait for her to answer before asking the real question. "Did the CEO really tell you that he and I are dating?" Sabrina hesitated, her gaze locking onto mine. She studied my face as if she was suddenly unsure, and so she remained silent. I stared back, feeling something inside me crack. Was William insane? Did this family suffer from some kind of generational delusion? Before I could spiral further, my phone buzzed in my hand. I glanced down. Richard. Without another word
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I stared at Richard, waiting for a response, but instead of the drunken confession I had expected, he straightened up, his expression smoothing as if he had never been intoxicated in the first place. His eyes cleared, and just like that, he sobered up. "Are you really done?" His voice was still hoarse, but steadier now. "Yes!" I sighed, frustrated that my question had somehow snapped him back to clarity. Richard ran a hand through his hair. "You know I’ll have to inspect everything first, make sure you did it properly." Without waiting for my response, he turned and walked straight to the kitchen. The same man who had been staggering just minutes ago now moved with perfect balance. I narrowed my eyes, following him as he half-heartedly inspected my work. He didn’t even notice that I had simply put everything back together. "Well, everything looks good," he finally said, exhaling deeply like the whole situation exhausted him. Then, without missing a beat, he added, "Let’s go.
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The kiss was soft at first—almost hesitant, like he was giving me a chance to pull away. And I wanted to. I should have. But I didn’t. I couldn’t. His lips were warm, intoxicating, moving against mine so perfectly, stealing the breath right from my lungs. My heart pounded so loudly I was sure he could feel it against his chest. His fingers tightened around my waist, pulling me closer, deepening the kiss. My hands, which had been pressed against his chest to push him away, curled instead, gripping his shirt. A shiver ran through me as his warmth surrounded me, his scent, his touch, his lips—I felt intoxicated, like I was in a trance I didn’t want to come out of. I had never been kissed before. Never known what it was supposed to feel like. But this? This was more than I had ever imagined. I felt weightless, breathless, completely consumed by his now deep, hungry kiss. He kissed me like he was hungry, intoxicated, like he wanted to devour me, possess me—and I liked it. I didn’
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She couldn’t possibly be talking about Richard… could she? I blinked, my confusion growing. Was she mistaking him for someone else? "I think you're mistaken," I said, shaking my head. "The Richard I’m talking about is rich, yeah, but not that rich." Vivian stopped mid-blabber, her eyes narrowing. "I don’t understand," she admitted. "Me neither," I muttered. "I’m talking about Mr. Anthony—the man who hired me, the man who paid for your sister’s bills," she clarified, and I nodded. "Right. And I’m talking about Richard. His father’s name is William," I emphasized. Why was I even explaining this? Did she have so many clients that she didn’t even know who had hired her? Vivian didn’t respond right away. Instead, she raised a finger, wordlessly telling me to wait as she dug into her coat pocket and pulled out her phone. She typed something quickly before turning the screen toward me. "This man," she said, showing me a picture of Richard. "Mr. Anthony, yeah?" I stared at t
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My fingers clenched around my phone as I reread the words on the screen. Missing. Suicide or murder? I snapped my head up, my eyes locking onto Vivian. “Richard was married?” My voice came out sharper than I intended, but I didn’t care. Vivian shifted in her seat, her expression uneasy. “Yes,” she muttered. “What happened?” I pressed, my throat suddenly dry. “To his wife, I mean.” She shrugged. “I don’t know,” she answered, a little too quickly. “Just… try not to listen to the rumors. It’s just a bunch of bitter people making up stories.” Her voice dipped, almost as if she was angry at the mere mention of them. “What rumors?” I frowned, catching the way her body stiffened. “If you go online, you’ll see. It’s everywhere,” she muttered. But I hadn’t seen anything. There were no outrageous conspiracy theories, no wild accusations. Just articles asking the same question: What happened to Laura Smith? Apparently, she had disappeared—vanished without a trace. I glanced bac
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"I know exactly what will make you feel better!" Jessica’s eyes sparkled with excitement as she grabbed the restaurant menu from the table beside her. "They have all sorts of things to eat!" Her face lit up as she skimmed the options. "Ice cream, pizza, cake!" she squealed in delight. "The doctor said I could start eating today," she continued eagerly, "and I want to try everything!" I nodded, glancing briefly at Vivian, who was smiling but also watching Jessica with mild apprehension. "Can she really eat all this?" I wondered aloud. The last time I checked, she had only been allowed warm fluids. "I think so," Vivian admitted, her voice thoughtful. "Her nutritionist did say she could start solids today, but I don’t think it’s supposed to be all at once—just baby steps." I noticed the flicker of hesitation in her eyes, as if she didn’t want to dampen Jessica’s enthusiasm. "But Dr. Jake said I could eat anything I wanted!" Jessica protested, crossing her arms. Vivian let o
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"What do you say?" she asked, her voice smooth, almost casual.I didn’t answer. Instead, I just stared at her, trying to read the room, trying to understand why. Rich people were strange, but this? This was something else. It wasn’t just that she was offering me money—it was how she did it. Like it was a simple transaction. Like I had a price tag. And considering her son already thought I would do anything for money, this was more than suspicious. Had Richard put her up to this? Was this some kind of test? The thought made my jaw tighten. But why would he even bother testing me? He knew I was around him because I had to be. But...what if I was wrong? What if this wasn’t a test, and I was about to walk away from the offer of a lifetime? "Fine! You drive a hard bargain—two million," Mrs. Williams said, and I blinked. Before I could react, she waved a manicured hand in the air, like she was already growing bored of the conversation. "This is my final offer, and I’m not moving
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I followed Richard to what looked like an auditorium, then into an elevator that led to a VIP box overlooking the stage. As soon as we stepped out, I noticed three people seated with their backs to the elevator, their attention fixed on the stage. Richard moved forward, his hand slipping from my back as he took another step toward the chairs. "Mum!" His voice was sharp, directed at a silver-haired woman sitting in the first chair. She turned instantly, a warm smile flashing on her face. "Richard!" Her soft voice rang out as she rose gracefully and walked toward him. This is Richard’s mother? I stared at her, taking in her beauty. She looked young and elegant, and she carried herself with effortless grace. Her nude-colored dress complemented her flawless skin, and the diamond necklace around her neck screamed money. "What are you doing here, Mum?" Richard asked, his body tensing as she pulled him into a hug. "Did you really expect me to miss this?" she said. She had a bea
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Elizabeth's point of view: We got down to the parking lot, where a pure white Cadillac Escalade limo sat waiting just in front of the elevator. As soon as we stepped out, the driver rushed forward, fumbling to open the door for Richard. But Richard stopped him, "The lady first." Richard instructed. And the driver nodded redirecting his efforts to me. I tried not to blush as I stepped inside, my breath hitching at the sheer luxury surrounding me. The interior was sleek, with plush leather seats, a TV screen, and crystal-clear wine glasses arranged neatly beside a fully stocked mini fridge. It was the kind of car that screamed wealth, the kind I had only ever seen in movies. I shifted in my seat, trying to get comfortable, but as beautiful as this dress was, it wasn’t exactly made for sitting. The fabric clung to me, suddenly feeling too tight, my knees pressed together in a way that made breathing a conscious effort. The leather squeaked as I adjusted, my frustration growing.
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Elizabeth's point of view: "Fine!" Richard sighed. "I won't touch you without your permission... but if your eyes beg me to, I just might." His teasing tone sent an unwanted shiver down my spine. "Also, would you accompany me to the award dinner? It’s important, and I wouldn’t want to leave you alone in this house in case you decide to go snooping again,"Ah. There it was—the real reason he wanted me out tonight. "What do you say?" he asked. It wasn’t how I wanted him to ask but it was a win nonetheless. "Fine. I’ll go," I sighed, "'I'll pick something from the collection. Thank you." "Good. See you at seven," Richard said, and I nodded instinctively—forgetting, for a moment, that he couldn't see me. As I hung up, my lips curled into an involuntary smile. A small, fluttering sensation stirred in my stomach, but I quickly shook my head to rid myself of the ridiculous feeling. "He’s so infuriating", I thought, though I couldn't deny the thrill of having had the upper hand fo
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Elizabeth's Point of View; The cupcake was worth it. Margaret had magic hands. Even though I had planned to take just one, I devoured an entire box of ten before I even realized it. "This is lovely! Thank you," I said, wiping the last crumb from my lips. Margaret smiled warmly, clearly pleased with herself. "Listen, my shift is over. Want to go dress shopping together?" she asked. I glanced down at my clothes. They were new—I had bought them with my first paycheck—and I thought they were pretty decent. "Is there something wrong with what I'm wearing?" I asked, frowning. Margaret chuckled. "For the award ceremony tonight. Richard said you two are going." I rolled my eyes. "I’m not going anywhere." Richard wasn’t the boss of me. Well… maybe technically he was, but that didn’t mean he could summon me to his events just by commanding it. Margaret gave me a knowing look, but I stood my ground. "Don't worry about any dress shopping, ma'am. I’m not going anywhere tonight," I
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Elizabeth's point of view: Richard was insufferable. And Margret—what was taking her so long? I found myself glancing toward the kitchen, wondering what she was doing. With how long she was taking, she might as well have been baking a whole new batch of cupcakes. "I told you already, I’m not going to see any therapist. I don’t need one," I spat, my patience running thin. Richard smiled, unaffected. "You are," he stated firmly. I shook my head, seeing this as an opportunity to bring up Jake. "About yesterday..." I started, then hesitated. I remembered how angry Richard had been the day before, and it made me skeptical. "I... spoke to..." I stopped again, suddenly aware of the way he was watching me—focused, his full attention on me, smiling. It was unsettling. Then, as if sensing my discomfort, his expression shifted, growing serious. "What is it, Elizabeth? Talk to me." His deep voice was calm, soothing, and for some reason, it made my heart flutter slightly. "Your e
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Elizabeth's point of view: "Richard!"My heart nearly jumped out of my chest. I thought he was at work. "Answer me, damn it!" he roared, eyes blazing with anger. He lifted his foot as if to step inside but stopped midair, hesitating like something invisible was holding him back. "I... I got lost trying to find my room," I stammered. His jaw clenched, his fists tightening at his sides. "Get out," he ordered, his voice low at first. But before I could gather myself to move, his voice rose sharply. "I said get out, Elizabeth!" I flinched, scrambling past him into the hallway. "Don't ever come in here again," Richard muttered as I rushed by. I barely had time to catch my breath before realizing—I was lost again. My room could have been anywhere. Richard must have noticed because he pointed to a door at the corner of the hallway. "There," he said, his voice quieter now, almost drained. I nodded quickly and hurried toward it. But just as I reached my door, I glanced bac
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Elizabeth's point of view: Inside the room was a nursery—an old, abandoned nursery with two baby cradles in the middle. The room was covered in dust, cobwebs stretched from corner to corner, making it clear no one had stepped foot in here for years. I took a step inside, and the moment I did, a sharp crack echoed through the air. I looked down to find shattered glass scattered across the floor, pieces of picture frames mixed with ripped-up notes, torn apart as if someone had wanted to erase them completely. If it wasn’t so old and dusty, the nursery would have been the most beautiful thing ever. It had promise once. Now, broken toys littered the floor—ripped bears missing their button eyes, cracked dolls with their stuffing spilling out, and pink star mobiles still hanging from the ceiling, swaying slightly. But this place wasn’t just abandoned. It was ruined. Someone had deliberately trashed it. I found myself walking further, my curiosity pulling me in as I took everything in
