All Chapters of Not perfect lover: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Ava’s POVAs Logan made his way through the crowd, shaking hands and greeting employees, I knew I couldn't avoid him forever. Our paths were about to cross once more, and I had to be prepared for whatever came next.The sound of my co-worker’s scream sliced through the steady hum of the office, sharp and abrupt. My head snapped toward the commotion, and so did everyone else’s.The scream wasn’t blood-curdling, more like the excited, high-pitched kind you’d hear at a concert. And as I followed everyone’s gaze, I realized why.Logan.He was standing at the entrance of our open-floor workspace, his presence commanding without effort. His tailored suit fit him like a second skin, and his dark hair, slightly tousled, looked too perfect to be accidental. His eyes scanned the room, calm and assessing, until they landed on me.I froze.Our eyes locked, and time seemed to stretch unnaturally thin. My heart thundered in my chest, the sound deafening in my ears. The recognition in his gaze was i

Ava’s POVThe atmosphere in the office was tense as we gathered for the meeting. George, the man in charge of high-tech products, was already in a heated discussion with Jennifer, who was blonde and responsible for luxury goods. They had a history—George was Jennifer's ex-boyfriend, and their past relationship only added fuel to their professional rivalry.I didn’t have to guess who would lead our team. George’s name was practically stamped all over this project. His history of successfully managing collaborations with high-tech companies made him the obvious choice.George's arrogance was well-known in the office. He had a habit of belittling others, always convinced that he was the most suitable candidate for any task. Jennifer, on the other hand, was sharp and resilient, never one to back down from a challenge.Before either of them could respond, George leaned back in his chair with a smirk. “Let’s be honest here,” he said, his tone dripping with arrogance. “With my experience in

Logan’s POVI settled into the beach chair, adjusting my dark sunglasses as I let the simulated summer sun warm my face. The upscale rest center was an oasis in the midst of winter, with its artificial sunlight and serene seaside atmosphere. Despite the chill outside, the air here was warm, the kind of warmth that made you forget it wasn’t real.Prominent personalities, rich people, and influencers have gathered to the pool of the hostess of the party. Chatters of travels, business breakthroughs, and petty flirting are the main topics of each discussion as if they have not been talked about when they encountered each other the previous days.The place mainly was dominated by the scent of cocktail drinks and the chatter of too many people. It is still only nine in the morning. I was only behind them when I overheard their chatter.“Those people are our friends, right?” Leo, one of my friends asked as he adjusted his shades as he took a double check on the guests, examining the crowd an

Ava’s POVThe aroma of freshly brewed tea and coffee filled the air, mingling with the hum of conversation. The office pantry was a hive of activity, with my colleagues chatting animatedly over their afternoon break. I was at my usual spot, trying to focus on dressing the sprain in my foot."Hey, did you hear? Logan bought us afternoon tea today," Mark said, his voice brimming with excitement. "I can't believe it. The new CEO is already making waves.""Yeah, that's so generous of him," Sarah added, taking a sip of her tea. "I guess he's trying to make a good impression."I tried to block out their chatter, focusing on wrapping my foot. The pain from my earlier encounter with Logan still throbbed, a constant reminder of the day's events. Just as I finished securing the bandage, Emma approached me with a cup of milk tea."Here, Ava," she said, holding out the cup with a smile. "Logan got this for everyone. You should have some."I looked up, forcing a smile. "Thanks, Emma, but I can't.

Ava’s POV(Flashback.)It was when my college days. I was working at a coffee shop part-time to sustain the expenses that I had been spending on school, and myself, and a little of my income would go to my family. Every day, starting four in the afternoon until nine in the evening, the peak hours would start. As for me, even though I was only part-time there, I had to help the other baristas there to balance each customer's demand. I also had to memorize some of the orders of every long-time customer already.It was tiring, but for me, it was one of the best jobs in the world.The day was rainy, and fewer customers were going, but the operations were still as usual. The delivery just came and needed someone to move them towards the inventory, so I volunteered. While moving some coffee beans, I did not notice it but I accidentally bumped into someone, causing me to drop a container of the beans while drop to the floor.I rubbed my right backside from the drop and realized that some bea