All Chapters of My Boss, My Step-Brother: The Devil From My Past: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Elena could feel the pressure building inside her. It had been a relentless day at work, compounded by the simmering tension between her and her colleagues. The whispers behind her back about her supposed "special relationship" with Elliot had grown louder, and the project she'd been working on for weeks had just been harshly criticized in a meeting. By the time she got home, she was teetering on the edge. Elena dropped her bag onto the floor and slumped onto the couch, her head in her hands. The day’s events played on a loop in her mind—the condescending remarks from her coworkers, the crushing silence when her suggestions were dismissed, and, worst of all, the lingering doubt about Elliot’s motives. Why had he stood up for her in front of her colleagues last week? Why had he gone out of his way to help her fix that error? Was he truly trying to make amends, or was this some twisted game? The weight of it all became too much. As tears began to blur her vision, Elena heard a kno

For weeks, Elena had been struggling to prove herself in her new role. Being assigned as her stepbrother Elliot’s secretary came with its challenges, but the greatest obstacle she faced was her own self-doubt. Every task, every meeting, and every interaction felt like a test she had to ace to be taken seriously by her colleagues. The pressure was suffocating. Yet, amidst the chaos, there was Elliot—guiding her in ways she never expected. It all started when Elena was given a task that felt insurmountable. Her boss had assigned her to organize and lead the preparations for a client presentation, a project that required precision, coordination, and creativity. Elena wasn’t just tasked with creating slides or gathering data. She had to manage a small team, ensure the proposal aligned with the company’s goals, and prepare to present it to a panel of executives. It was an opportunity to shine, but also a daunting challenge. The weight of the responsibility made her stomach churn. She

Elena sat on the edge of her bed, staring blankly at the mug of tea in her hands. The room was quiet except for the hum of the radiator, but inside her mind, a storm raged. She had been avoiding this moment for weeks, refusing to confront the growing tangle of feelings she had for Elliot. She didn’t want to admit it—didn’t want to acknowledge that somewhere between their tense workdays, awkward family dinners, and unexpected moments of kindness, something inside her had shifted. But tonight, as she replayed their interactions in her mind, the truth was undeniable. Elena’s relationship with Elliot had always been defined by pain. The memories of high school bullying were etched deeply into her psyche, and she had spent years building a wall around herself to keep those feelings buried. Back then, Elliot had been the source of her humiliation, the boy who mocked her in front of others and made her dread walking into class each morning. Even after they became step-siblings, she had c

Elena sat on the park bench, her fingers nervously twisting the hem of her coat. It was a crisp autumn afternoon, and golden leaves danced in the wind around her feet. She had agreed to meet Elliot here after work, and now she was second-guessing her decision. His heartfelt apology letter had stirred something in her. It had softened the sharp edges of her anger, though it hadn’t erased her pain. It was the first time she had seen a glimmer of who he might have been all along—a person who could care, reflect, and regret. But Elena wasn’t naive. She knew better than to let her guard down completely, not after everything they had been through. If she was going to give Elliot a chance, she would do so carefully. Elliot arrived a few minutes later, his hands tucked into his coat pockets. His usual confident stride was slower, more hesitant, as if he wasn’t sure he was welcome. “Hey,” he said softly, sitting down beside her. “Hi,” Elena replied, her voice guarded. She kept her gaze o

Elena glanced at the stack of documents on her desk, feeling the weight of responsibility pressing down on her. The upcoming project presentation was one of the most critical assignments she’d faced at the company—a proposal for a high-profile client that could potentially secure a lucrative deal. Success would mean recognition and opportunities for career growth, but failure? That wasn’t an option. To make matters more complicated, Elliot had been assigned as her direct collaborator. While their interactions had grown less tense over the past few weeks, working closely with him on such a crucial task stirred mixed emotions in her. “This is a team effort,” their manager had announced in the meeting earlier that day. “I expect both of you to bring your best to the table. This client is counting on us.” As she gathered her materials, Elena couldn’t help but feel nervous. Could she trust Elliot to take this as seriously as she did? Later that day, they sat across from each other in