All Chapters of Stealing the Heart of Mr. Steele: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

[Cordelia]When I open my eyes I am lying down on a couch in an empty office lounge. The room has no windows so with the blinds drawn and the lights off it is dark and cool. While I was conscious, placed me in a nice bed of pillows while covering me with a warm blanket, most likely for the occasional employee who has to stay late. Holding it to my nose, I realize it smells like him. Closing my eyes again, I breathe in the clean woodsy smell of Atlas' soap. "Here, drink this," the room is dark so I can't see the gentle hands that hold me and help me drink a large glass of orange juice but I can see the bright white bandage that some used to carefully wrap my arm. "The glass hit a large vein, which is why you were bleeding so badly," she explains, sounding almost like a professional nurse, or someone who spends a lot of time around them. "You are lucky you aren't anemic. Pregnancy can do that to you sometimes."I startle, finally recognizing her voice. "Angelica," I struggle to sit up

[Cordelia]My hands are shaking. I have never felt this nervous, not even on my wedding day. So many more rides on this moment in time, on every decision I make in the next few hours.Today is my first day as lead designer at Steele Industries.I need to do well. If I can't turn things around now, I never will and Cordelia Louise Designs will become another sad dream left to die.I won't let that happen. I can't. Taking a deep breath, I feel a little flutter of a kick and smile at my belly, thinking of my son swimming around in there growing stronger and bigger every minute."We've got this," I murmur to my little passenger, "We can do this!"Taking one last final breath, I open the door to the building and step inside.While I was away, the guards changed. And a new, friendlier face greets me this morning. She hands me my new clearance badge and gives me a little wave as I pass through. "Congratulations on your new position!""Thank you," I wave back confidently as I head to the eleva

[Atlas]Today is Cordelia's first day as an employee here at Steele Industries. When I showered and dressed today I took extra care with my appearance. I put on my best gray suit but decided to forgo the tie. I want her to be comfortable around me, to see me as approachable and touchable.I want to be flawless for her. I imagine how she must look today, her first day in a new job, and realize that I've never seen her in a professional mode. She was my wife, so I didn't expect her to work. She needed to be pretty for social functions but little else. She did her best to fill the role of socialite, but it never seemed natural for her.When I saw her at the fashion expo, how she shined under the pressure of building and promoting a line of her creation, she glowed brighter than a diamond. She was in her element. She was meant to be a designer. By forcing her into the role of billionaire bride, I had taken away an essential part of who she was meant to be. It is 9:03 AM. By now, Cordeli

[Cordelia]Tilly and Clark provided an excellent distraction as I got over the hard feelings of my first day at work Watching their sweet interactions at the ice cream parlor as I indulged in more frozen dessert than is probably healthy, their playful banter warmed my heart and eased my mind.After a restful evening, I arrived at work the next day feeling refreshed and optimistic.Today, I am determined to make a good impression on all of them. Kill them with kindness. I will make them like me, goddamn it, even if I have to force them to. Thinking about how it felt to get a nice treat from my friends, I thought it might be nice to show my staff similar consideration. Taking Tilly's advice and showing them all I can be a good friend. Maybe if they can see I'm a kind boss, and maybe learn a bit about why I'm there, they might warm their hearts to me a little bit. So as I drove into work this morning I stopped by a famous donut shop and grabbed two dozen donuts and a large carafe of p

[Cordelia]I didn't go straight back to the office. I couldn't. I needed time to think. So I rode the elevator to the bottom, stepped off, and took a walk around town. It doesn't seem to matter what I do, Angelica wins. Maybe I should just stop fighting. I have more important things to worry about right now than a romance between myself and the man who was supposed to be my brother-in-law.It is time that I build a life separate from Atlas Steele. Maybe we will come together when it is all over. Or maybe we will both have moved on. Either way, I need to create some distance between us. Not just for Angelica's recovery but for my own sake as well. My heart cannot take all this back and forth of emotions. If I let myself feel too much, it will continue to break my heart. I think of calling Tilly, or even Clark, but I already know what they are going to say and I don't want their opinions to cloud my decision. I need to remain strong, and if I am always looking to Atlas for validatio