All Chapters of Attracted to my billionaire boss : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

HANNA'S POVI put a hand over my chest; my heart was pounding at an alarming rate. Thankfully, I had managed to keep my cool in front of him. I sat on a bench beside the sidewalk and tried to regulate my breathing. I grabbed my knees and my grip tightened. I was fighting my mind, fighting the part of me that wanted to break down and cry. No, I couldn't do that. If I did, it meant Michael still had power over me; I wouldn't accept that. I closed my eyes, held my breath, and counted down from ten in my head. I could slowly feel myself take the wheel on the train wreck of emotions going through me. By the time I opened my eyes, my vision was blurred because of the pool of tears that had packed in my eyes. I let them fall and wiped my cheeks. I was fine; I had to be fine. I stood and looked back again, no sign of Michael; had he really gone without putting up a fuss? Maybe that was his mission—to ruffle my feathers and knock me off my balance. Good for him, it worked. "You can handl

MAUREEN'S POV"Mrs. Montgomery, you have a visitor." Alice, my secretary said, poked her head into my office door. "Who is it?" I asked; I hadn't been expecting anyone today. "He says he's the man you were looking for," she said. I smiled; maybe I was expecting someone. "Let him in." I said She left, and short after, the door opened again to reveal a different face. He looked better than Billy had described him; I'd have to commend him for that. His hair, clothes, and even his stance all gave off a slight aura of sophistication. He walked to the chair by my desk without me even saying anything, sat and looked to me. There was a hint of displeasure on his, but I'd have to say he hid it quite well. "I thought you told Billy to go screw himself." I asked After spending so much time finding this incorrigible lowlife, he had told Billy off, after hearing his proposal, my proposal. At first I was angry at the thought of his arrogance, but then there was a silver lining: that he'd tr

Hanna's POV"What's the problem?" Aaron askedI widened my smile and shook my head. I thought I had done a good job at hiding my emotions, but apparently I was wrong. "Thank you for the flowers." I put the bouquet to my nose and took a whiff of the nice scent. I looked back at him, and he still had that concerned, unsure look on his face. I didn't want to bring up Michael; all I wanted to do was completely forget that I ever met him. "Why are you so worried?" I asked and gently touched his face. "It's nothing." He said He could tell something was wrong; sometimes I didn't like the way he could see right through me. I wrapped my arms around him and looked up at his face; that seemed to lessen his suspicion. "What's the occasion?" I asked I hadn't expected the rose, and as far as I could recall, there was nothing special going on tonight. "I have good news." He said it with a smile. "Which is?" I asked curiously what news caused him to buy a bouquet of roses on his way back. "

HANNAHAs we continued our walk, the silence between us was comfortable, like a warm blanket on a chilly day. I felt at ease with Aaron, like I could tell him anything.But there was still something holding me back. Something I couldn't quite put my finger on."Aaron?" I said finally, breaking the silence."Yeah?" he replied, looking at me with those piercing blue eyes."Can I ask you something?" I said, feeling a little hesitant."Of course," he said, his voice encouraging."Do you think people can really change?" I asked, my mind wandering back to Michael.Aaron thought for a moment before responding. "I think people can try to change, but it's not always easy. It takes a lot of effort and dedication."I nodded, processing his words. "Yeah, I guess you're right."We walked a little further, the only sound being the rustling of leaves beneath our feet."Aaron?" I said again, my voice barely above a whisper."Yeah?" he replied, his eyes locked on mine."Do you think you could ever for

MAUREEN POV I knew I had to tread carefully. Aaron was a grown man, and I couldn't just tell him who he could and couldn't date. But I couldn't shake off the feeling that Hanna was trouble. "Aaron, I just want what's best for you," I said, trying to sound convincing. "And I'm not sure Hanna is it." "Why not?" Aaron asked, his tone defensive. "What's wrong with Hanna?" I hesitated, unsure of how much to reveal. I didn't want to accuse Hanna of anything without solid proof. "It's just...I don't know, Aaron," I said, trying to sound vague. "I've heard some things about her. Rumors, really. But I don't want you to get hurt." "What kind of rumors?" Aaron asked, his curiosity piqued. I sighed, knowing I had to come up with something believable. "Just...people saying she's not as innocent as she seems," I said, trying to sound nonchalant. "That she's got a past, and it's not a good one." Aaron laughed. "Mom, everyone's got a past," he said, his tone dismissive. "And Hanna'