Semua Bab Attracted to my billionaire boss : Bab 131 - Bab 140

Aaron’s POV“You’re back.” I said as Taylor walked into my office.She smiled as she moved closer to my desk, her jet black hair sweeping past her shoulders and bright hazel eyes fixed on me. I wasn’t expecting her again after our first meeting, which was a few days ago. She already picked out the property she wanted, so basically our business together was over.“I just thought I’d stop by and say hello.” She said causally “Sure.” I tried to hide the resistance in my voice. It wasn’t like I had anything against her; it was our parents attempt at matchmaking I didn’t quite like, and I had a feeling she was in on it as well.“Are you busy?” She asked “Yes, I am.” I liedI had already finished up the work I had to do a couple minutes before she stepped in.“Oh, that’s a bummer. Well, the work isn’t going anywhere, so I’m sure you can make some time.” She saidI ignored the comment and acted like I was working; normally I would have asked her to leave my office, but I didn’t have the e

Hanna's POVA grunt escaped my lips, and I stretched my limbs. I was so tired, I just wanted to melt into the mattress and sleep for days, but I couldn't do that till Faith got back. I put her dinner out in the kitchen; I wasn't hungry, so I was skipping mine. I felt like I was finally starting to get used to all this again. It wasn't easy like it had been when I was with Aaron, but it was enough. The splattering sound of rain echoed through the house as I sat in the living room waiting. I heard the door open, and I sprung to my feet. Finally, what took her so long? "Hey, where have you been?" I said as I approached her. She didn't respond; actually, she didn't even look at me. She just walked past me and headed to the kitchen. That was weird; what happened to her? I followed behind her and reminded her silently; she poured herself a glass of water and gulped it down. Now I was starting to really get worried; the silence was killing me. "Faith," I said softly.She looked at me

Hanna's POV "Hello." I called out into the darkness, and my voice echoed back in response. How did I get here? I squinted my eyes, trying to make out anything in the thick darkness surrounding me, but I couldn't; it was like there was nothing there. My hand touched the cold floor as I slowly stood to my feet. I could feel fear gradually taking over my senses; the last place I remembered being was on Michael's couch. How in the world did I find myself here? Okay, maybe it's just dark.Placing one foot in front of the other, I made my way forward, my hands spread to my sides, searching for something to hold on to or a source of light. Just like I feared, there's been nothing. "Micheal?" I said. Still nothing. A banging sound filled my ears, and I spun around to find its source; it seemed to be coming from everywhere at once. Wait what?******I gasped and jerked up; my eyes hurriedly searched around. Couch, blanket, pillow—I was at Michael's place. The sun was out, and the ch

Hanna’s POV “Sorry, we can’t grant your request, ma'am." The lady on the phone said.“Why not?” I asked “To get a loan like that, you need collateral, and quite frankly, you don’t have anything.” I hung up and flung my phone to the couch and sighed in frustration—another dead end. Banks were so freaking useless when you needed them the most.It had been three days since I last saw Michael, and every second I spent at his apartment was like a reminder to get my butt out of here. There was the constant eerie feeling that made me feel like I wasn’t alone, and then the helplessness that filled me whenever I opened my eyes, hoping this was a dream, only to be met with the harsh reality of my life.The bank wouldn’t give me a loan because I had nothing to prove that I would pay it back; I didn’t even have a job anymore. The restaurant was too far away from Michael’s place, so I had to quit, which left me homeless, jobless, and generally helpless. As much as I hated to admit it to myself

Michael's POVHer unconscious body fell to the floor with a thud. I had managed to stop the blood running down my nose, but damn, she was one hell of a fighter. I squatted down to see her face, eyes beautiful closed and peaceful, just like she should be. Fighting wasn't like her, at least fighting me. She was mine; it made no sense to fight one's owner. "Hanna, are you there?" The question came from her phone, which had also accompanied her fall. Why did she have to involve an outsider in our business? It wouldn't matter soon; all she needed was time to adjust, and we had all the time in the world; I wasn't letting her out of my sight this time. I glanced at the caller ID, Faith. I remembered who that was.Months ago, when I had first seen Hanna's picture in the newspaper beside that rich guy, I tracked her down and found where she was staying, with Aaron's secretary, Faith. "Hello?" she said. I was planning on calling her later; it wasn't meant to be now, but I guess the univer