All Chapters of Falling for my cocky Boss: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

AIDEN'S POVMy gaze had fallen on the vacant chair facing my office, but with each passing minute, my stomach was churning out growing anxiety. It wasn't like Tessa not to at least show up on time if not earlier, unless she did so without calling or texting me. I looked at the wall clock: 9:15 AM. Always at 9:00 AM, she was here, bright and ready into the day's work. And there she was missing.My fingers slightly quivered to reach for my phone and dial her number. It seemed the ringing in my ear was a bit loud compared to other times; each tone warning that I just could not turn a deaf ear to. "Come on, Tessa. Where are you?" I muttered under my breath.It went straight to voicemail. I dialed again. And again. And again. No answer. I stared at the glowing screen as my stomach somersaulted. So unlike her. Something was wrong.I told myself I was being paranoid. Maybe she was running late. Or perhaps some kind of emergency came up. It didn't matter, I tried reassuring myself. She would

Damien's POVRain pattered against the tinted glass of my office, filling the air as my gaze fell upon the sleek cityscape before me. Power was a fragile thing. It required constant vigilance, precision in control, and utter eradication of loose ends.And Chloe? She was a loose end-the hazardous kind.The phone on the desk buzzed, vibrating through tense silence. Chloe. I debated letting it go to voicemail, but that little something told me this couldn't wait.I answered, speaking gruffly. "What do you want?"She was shaking, her voice near frantic. "Damien, I need to see you. It's.it's important."I exhaled a sigh and pinched the bridge of my nose. "Spit it out, Chloe. I don't have time for your theatrics.""No," she ordered, her voice dialed down to a whisper. "Not over the phone. Please, Damien. Meet me at the usual spot."I gritted my teeth as irritation nibbled at me. Chloe had this way of making it all sound like the coming of the end of the world, yet I agreed all the same. She

Aiden's POVHonestly, I couldn't remember ever feeling this helpless. Thicker with worry, everything around me went out of focus; I sat at the dining table in Tessa's parents' house. My only outlet for the anxiety coursing through my body was in my endless knee bouncing."It's only right that we call the police," Mr. Mills finally said with a matter-of-fact finality to cut through the weighted silence. "She has been gone too long."Mrs. Mills nodded, her face pale, features lined with concern. "She would not just disappear like that. That is just not her."I gulped, feeling it expand in my throat with each second that passed. "I'll call someone." My voice came out hoarse, like I had swallowed gravel or something.I fumbled for my phone. My shaking hands dialed the number. It took what felt like an eternity before a cool, professional voice answered."This is Officer Caldwell. How may I help you?"M-my friend is missing," I finally manage to get out, my voice all over the place, shakin

Tessa's POVPainful pulsations at the base of my skull yanked me out of my sleep. I felt groggy and wooly-headed, like I'd been fogged into some damp tunnel and every breath I took tasted musty and mold. I hurt everywhere as I lay in an awkward position, my arms pinned behind my back-the coarse fibers of rope chafing at my wrists.That was when panic kicked in. Inwardly I sprang awake, trying to stir. The binding was tight, clinging fast to the cold, hard chair. This rhythmic pulse hammered against my ribs-my heart gone crazy, my gaze flying around the half-dark room.A small, stuffy room; one bulb hung from the ceiling shone dimly and cast eerie shadows on cracked concrete walls. From somewhere very, very far away, a small tinkle sounded and raised the oppression of overwhelming silence.Where am I?I couldn't get my breathing to shut down completely, my mind racing on how this was all my reality at this moment. It was just bits and pieces, indistinct and fuzzy. I remembered sitting

Aiden's POVThe boardroom felt thick with air. My father, as composed a man he was, definitely was breaking down while pacing across the room as he addressed the senior executives."Ladies and gentlemen," he furthered in an extremely low strained tone of voice. "We're officially out of time. Unless we pull a miracle, or better said, an investor, Gray Enterprises will go to its knees within weeks.”Their murmurs sounded to my skull like fingernails on a chalkboard. I sat at the head of the table, knuckles white in my fists as I clung to the armrests of my chair."We have options," I said, doing my best to sound confident at a moment when I was feeling just about everything but. "I'll personally reach out to potential investors. I'll find a way."My father stopped his pacing and whirled back to me. Angry grey eyes skewered me. "And when, Aiden? While you're running around looking for answers, the wolves are at the door, ready to pick our company apart. We can't afford missteps.”Whoever