Nobela ni Benita

Evelyn There’s something definitely wrong with me. And the fact that I have absolutely no control over it is what’s driving me insane.Whatever that thing was between me and Xander, it threw me completely off balance. The second I returned to my seat, I was forced to drag Nat off the ridiculously attractive guy that came with him. She was all over him like heat on bare skin. I’ve now fully accepted the fact that Nat is the female equivalent of a manwhore.Xander is sitting not too far away, and I’ve been fighting the urge to look at him again. Every part of my body wants to. Every cell is betraying me.It’s humiliating to admit this even to myself, but the second his arms wrapped around me—just that accidental touch—I felt it. A pulse. A need. A deep, aching throb between my legs that usually only comes when I’m watching porn or grinding my own fingers into my core.But this time, it wasn’t my hand. It was him.And that terrifies me. Because if this is how my body reacts to a simple

XanderWhat the hell is she doing here?My eyes locked with a familiar pair of green ones across the room, narrowing instinctively.“What? Who?” Mike, sitting beside me, turned toward the direction of my gaze. I hadn’t even realized I’d spoken out loud.“Isn’t that your sexy little secretary?” he asked with a smirk.I ignored him, eyes still fixed on her. She let her gaze linger for a moment—cool, indifferent—before turning back to her companion. Natasha, of course. Perfect.“Stop staring,” I muttered to Mike, tearing my eyes away and taking a long sip of my drink. Her brushing me off like that—barely a glance—raked at my ego more than I cared to admit.Mike and I usually came here to decompress after work. But tonight, her presence ruined the ease I craved.I told myself I’d ignore her.“Kidding me? I should be telling you that,” Mike scoffed. “I don’t blame you, though—she’s straight-up eye candy. Must be hard, huh?”He patted my back like he pitied me. I shrugged it off.“But he

Evelyn Today was uneventful—at least, on the surface. But beneath it all, something simmered. It felt like Xander was pulling away from me, intentionally keeping his distance. Since I dropped off the files he asked for this morning, I hadn’t seen or heard from him. I didn’t even step foot in his office, except when I popped in briefly to inform him that his visitor, Mike, had arrived—Mike, who couldn’t stop staring at my legs like they were the main attraction.I didn’t let it bother me. Instead, I buried myself in familiarizing with the company, keeping busy just to keep my mind from wandering—though it didn’t work.Now it’s nearly 5 p.m., and Xander still hasn’t emerged from his office. I’m scrolling through the schedule he sent earlier when Natasha appears beside me.“Hey girl, missed you at lunch. Everything good?”“I wasn’t really hungry.”I’m still adjusting to people being in my space. Natasha, on the other hand, seems to thrive on invading everyone else’s. She’s cool, sure,

XanderIt’s her eyes.Dark green, intense, and mesmerizing. They hold you captive without even trying. And to top it off, she’s fucking gorgeous. I’ve seen beautiful women—some even more stunning—but there’s something about her. Something captivating. Alluring. Seductive. Like a siren luring her next victim.Unfortunately for her, that victim won’t be me.I know better than to get involved in office romance, even if it’s with a sexy, green-eyed goddess. Besides, I have more pressing issues that need my utmost attention—like finding the people responsible for my parents’ tragedy… and getting rid of Yasmine.“So,” I begin, retrieving her file and scanning through it, “your credentials are impressive, and I was told your interview results were excellent. Congratulations.”“Thanks. I’ve always wanted to be a part of Nowelle. It’s such a great company with massive potential, and I want to contribute in any way I can to its growth.”“Good.”I drop the file back onto the table and focus

Evelyn “He’s so handsome. I could tell his attention lingered on me more,” one of the girls beside me whispered dreamily.I rolled my eyes. I was certain he didn’t even spare her a glance. If only they knew what monsters he and his father were, they wouldn’t be so easily swayed by his looks.“Such a shame he’s engaged to that witch. Gives her all the more reason to treat us like trash,” the second girl sighed heavily.Yasmine. I remembered her from the charity ball. She hadn’t exactly been warm or welcoming.“Isn’t she supposed to resume as an intern today? Or is she exempted because she’s his...”“What are we talking about?” a sweet, falsely innocent voice interrupted.I looked up to find the very same lady from the charity ball standing behind them, a sugary smile plastered on her face. The two girls exchanged a guilty glance before muttering excuses and hurrying away.“Oh my, I didn’t think I was that scary,” she laughed lightly, then turned to me, offering her hand with a genuine

Evelyn I arrived at Nowelle at exactly 8 a.m. Out of the four candidates who applied for the position of personal secretary, I was the one selected. I’m pretty sure my uncle had something to do with it—how, I don’t know.I’d carefully chosen my outfit for the day: a tailored black blazer mini-dress that stopped two inches above my knees. On my feet were my favorite nude pumps—four inches high, perfectly shaping my legs.Holding my head high, I stepped into the bustling lobby. Men and women in sharp corporate suits bustled about, immersed in their routines. I made my way to the receptionist’s desk.“Hi. Good morning. What can I do for you?” the lady behind the counter smiled warmly.“Good morning. I’m Evelyn Laprell, the new P.A. to Mr. Black. I was told to resume work today and meet with Mrs. Norma from the recruitment team.”“Ah, yes. You’re to join the other interns in the boardroom on the third floor. You’ll receive your ID there.”“Thanks.” I returned her smile and headed to the