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Devil scolded me again

Selena sat in her room, flipping through the pages of her new leather-bound diary, scribbling every detail Clara had shared.Julian’s absurdly regimented schedule filled pages, annotated with her thoughts and questions. Her fingers gripped the pen tightly as she underlined “10:00 a.m. – Black tea.”The devil expects perfection, huh? Well, I’ll give it to him, she thought, her brows furrowing. She might not be able to control much in her life right now, but she wasn’t about to let Julian Mather call her incompetent.She went to the kitchen, meticulously preparing his black tea, ensuring the temperature was just right and the presentation flawless. The rich aroma of the brew filled the air as she carefully placed the teacup on a tray. Satisfied, she carried it to his office. Without knocking, Selena pushed open the heavy oak door, stepping into the room. Her confident stride faltered when she saw Julian wasn’t alone. Three men were seated in the room, their eyes instantly turning towar
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Even a beauty can't melt his heartless heart

Julian leaned against the cool glass of his office window, his hands buried in his pockets. His jaw clenched as he replayed the scene from earlier in his mind—the way Hargrove had leered at Selena, the smug smirk on his face as if she were some object to be appraised.He gritted his teeth. Why had it bothered him so much? He had planned this. Selena’s humiliation, her struggles—it was all part of his carefully laid revenge. She was supposed to endure this, to feel the same helplessness he had felt when his mother died.So why did the thought of Hargrove’s gaze lingering on her make his blood boil? Would he have cared if it were any other employee? No, of course not. Any other employee wouldn’t have even entered his mind after such an incident.But her.He shook his head violently. No, this isn’t about feelings, he thought. She’s just a means to an end, nothing more. Whatever lingering emotions I had for her from the past are long gone.He exhaled sharply, running a hand through his ha
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That devil!

Selena was settling into her desk, trying to get a handle on her new environment, when the first visitor arrived—a young man from the IT department. “Miss Frost,” he stammered, his face turning a shade of pink as he adjusted his glasses. “I just wanted to say I’m a huge fan of your movies. Especially *Starry Nights.* It’s, uh, a masterpiece.” Selena forced a polite smile. “Thank you. That’s kind of you to say.” Before she could say anything else, another man showed up. “Hey, Selena,” said a tall guy with a confident grin. “I mean, Miss Frost. I work in marketing, and I was just wondering if you’d sign this for my sister. She’s a big fan.” He handed her a glossy photo of her from one of her movies, and Selena raised an eyebrow. “Where did you even get this?” “Oh, uh,” he scratched his neck awkwardly, “the internet?” Selena sighed but signed it anyway. She thought that would be the end of it, but within minutes, more and more employees started to appear, pretending they ha
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Periods? it's ok, here's my jacket!

By the time the office began to empty in the evening, Selena was drowning. She hadn’t even completed two documents from the mountain of work Julian had dumped on her. Her desk was littered with papers, her hair was disheveled, and she had a pencil awkwardly tucked behind her ear. She glared at the spreadsheet on her screen like it had personally offended her. “How the hell do people do this every day?” she muttered, slamming her head lightly against the desk. “This isn’t work; this is torture.” Selena flipped through a document, reading the same sentence for the fifth time. “What even is a market analysis?” she groaned, tossing the paper aside. Her hands found her temples, rubbing them as if massaging her brain might somehow make her smarter. She missed acting. Memorizing lines, doing photo shoots, walking red carpets—it all felt like a dream compared to the nightmare of deciphering Julian’s financial jargon. “This column isn’t even aligned properly! Is that my job to fix?!”
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She used to be a big deal

The announcement of the new production under the Grant Company’s sister branch sent a wave of excitement across the employees. It was a rare opportunity for the company to expand its influence in the entertainment world. A murder mystery romantic drama was an unusual yet intriguing choice, and the buzz surrounding the project was palpable. Selena sat stiffly at the long glass conference table, a notepad and pen in front of her. She tried to focus on her task—writing down key points of the meeting—but her nerves were getting the better of her. Julian was at the head of the table, exuding authority as usual. His calm, measured voice dictated the flow of the conversation, and everyone else in the room hung on his every word. "The story revolves around an unsolved murder in a small coastal town," one of the department heads began, glancing at Julian for approval. "The protagonist, a private investigator, is brought in to solve the case but gets entangled in a romantic relationship w
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He's not a boss but devil

Selena sat hunched over her desk, her forehead resting in her palm as she stared at the seemingly endless stack of papers. Her mood matched the gloomy gray skies outside. Her stomach churned with cramps, her head throbbed from frustration, and every five to ten minutes, Julian’s sharp tone sliced through the office like a dagger. “Miss Frost!” Julian’s commanding voice made her flinch. He was standing by her desk, holding a paper like it was a contaminated object. “This report is incomplete. Do you even read what you submit, or do you just hope for the best?” Selena bit her tongue, swallowing the retort burning in her throat. “I’ll fix it,” she muttered, keeping her voice even. Julian’s eyes narrowed, and he leaned closer. “Don’t ‘fix it,’ get it right the first time.” He dropped the paper on her desk with a heavy thud before walking off. Selena sighed, slumping in her chair. She grabbed the report, her fingers trembling slightly as she scanned the pages. It didn’t seem incom
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Buying her heat packs and chocolates

"Miss Frost," Julian started, his tone low and dripping with disdain, "how long are you planning to waste everyone’s time with your incompetence? A simple task of taking notes—notes!—and you managed to botch it completely." Her hands clenched at her sides as she bit back the sting of his words. "I’m doing my best," she muttered. "Your best?" He scoffed, throwing the pen in his hand onto his desk with a clatter. "Your best is mediocre, and that's being generous. You think this is some playground where you can show up and coast on your reputation? If you want to survive here, Miss Frost, you need to be better than this." Selena's patience snapped. She slammed the notebook she was holding onto his desk, glaring at him with fire in her eyes. "Why don’t you just say it, Julian? You hate me! You’ve been breathing down my neck all day, waiting for me to mess up so you can pounce." Julian leaned back in his chair, his jaw tightening. "Watch your fucking tone," he warned coldly. "Or
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Hurting her again

As the car pulled into the long driveway of Julian’s villa, Selena was too exhausted to pay much attention to her surroundings. She just wanted to get inside, grab some rest, and forget about her tumultuous day. Julian, on the other hand, was unusually silent, his mind still replaying the odd mix of arguments, scolding, and the awkward pharmacy detour. But as soon as they stepped inside the house, Julian froze in his tracks. “Julian Mathers!” a sharp yet familiar voice echoed through the grand hall. Selena looked up, startled, and saw an older woman sitting elegantly on one of the plush sofas. She was dressed in a lavender silk blouse and a pearl necklace that radiated class and warmth. Her silver hair was swept into a bun, and her sharp, intelligent eyes zeroed in on Julian. “Grandma?” Julian muttered, visibly caught off guard. Selena blinked, unsure of what to do. Julian’s grandmother? “I’ve been waiting here for hours, young man!” The older woman stood up with surprisi
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Don't be so horny

Selena stormed into her room, slamming the door shut behind her with more force than necessary. Her blood was boiling, her stomach was aching, and her head felt like it would explode. She flopped onto the bed, clutching a pillow to her chest, and screamed into it.“That insufferable, egotistical, self-centered, pompous jerk!” she yelled into the fabric. “Who does he think he is? God’s gift to humanity? More like the devil’s curse to women!”She threw the pillow across the room in frustration, watching it hit the wall and flop to the floor. It wasn’t nearly as satisfying as she’d hoped.“I can’t believe I’m stuck in this stupid situation!” she continued, pacing back and forth. “And now I have to deal with his stupid face every single day! Ugh!” She dramatically flopped back onto the bed, her hand resting over her stomach. “And on top of it all, I’m dying from period pain! This is all his fault!”She glared at the ceiling as if Julian himself were etched into it. “I hope his socks never
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A friend or a spy?

Selena was surprised at how peaceful the next few days turned out to be. After the tension-filled encounters with Julian, she had fully braced herself for a storm of scolding and sarcasm. But instead of criticism, she got... silence.Julian barely spoke to her. Even when she fumbled, he didn’t explode like usual. Instead, he assigned Clara to oversee her work, giving her clear instructions to train Selena thoroughly.Clara, always cheerful and optimistic, was thrilled to take Selena under her wing. “Don’t worry, Selena. You’ll get the hang of this in no time!” she chirped on the first day of their lessons.And Clara was right. Selena, determined not to give Julian any more ammunition against her, poured herself into the work. She picked up everything surprisingly fast, from drafting emails and handling schedules to understanding the basics of business correspondence.“Wow,” Clara said one afternoon, looking over Selena’s completed reports. “I have to say, Selena, you’re a quick learne
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