Chapter Three:
The next day was a blur of emotions. My head was still spinning from the text messages I had received, particularly the one from Thomas, offering me the opportunity of a lifetime. Vanguard Enterprises, the company everyone in the city talked about—the one that seemed untouchable. And now, they were interested in me. More specifically, Richard Lyle, the CEO of Vanguard, had taken note of my work and wanted to discuss a potential position with me. I couldn’t wrap my mind around it. I was still reeling from Mark’s betrayal, from the sudden breakup, from everything I thought I knew about love and trust. And now this—an offer that seemed too good to be true. I spent the rest of the day pacing, making calls, trying to focus on something—anything—but my mind kept drifting back to the text. I’m recommending you for the position, Vanguard Enterprises. I couldn’t ignore it. This wasn’t just a job offer; it was a lifeline. I spent the afternoon getting ready, even though I had no clue what to expect. My nerves had gotten the better of me as the hours ticked down to the evening. Would Richard Lyle be the kind of person I thought he was—powerful, commanding, but also genuinely kind? Or was he just like everyone else I had encountered, using people for his own gain? I glanced at myself in the mirror, the reflection staring back at me feeling both foreign and familiar. The woman who once trusted Mark with her heart, with her life, was now a different person. I had to believe I was strong enough to handle whatever came next. When I finally arrived at Vanguard Enterprises, I felt a mix of excitement and uncertainty. The building loomed over me, a shining testament to success. The receptionist smiled warmly as she directed me upstairs to the executive floor, where I would meet with Richard. I waited in the sleek, minimalist lobby for what felt like an eternity. My palms were clammy, my stomach twisted in knots. The door opened, and a tall figure stepped through. “Lily,” Richard Lyle’s deep voice rang through the room, pulling me from my thoughts. He was just as imposing and confident as I’d imagined, and yet there was something remarkably calm in his presence. I stood up to greet him, my nerves flooding my veins. “Mr. Lyle. It’s an honor to meet you.” He smiled, offering a handshake that was firm but not overbearing. “Please, call me Richard. No need for formality.” We exchanged pleasantries as we walked into his office, the large windows overlooking the city skyline. The view was breathtaking, but I couldn’t focus on the view. All I could think about was the man across from me—the CEO of one of the largest companies in the world, now interested in me. It felt surreal. We sat down, and Richard began to speak, laying out the details of the job opportunity. The position was exactly what I had dreamed of—challenging, fast-paced, and with room to grow. But as he spoke, my mind kept drifting. There was something about Richard—something magnetic. His intensity was captivating, but he didn’t have the cold edge I had expected. Instead, he was warm, genuine, and oddly comforting. “The work you’ve done at Kensington Consulting has been impressive, Lily. You’ve demonstrated exceptional problem-solving skills, attention to detail, and leadership potential,” Richard said, leaning forward slightly. “I believe you’d be a perfect fit for Vanguard.” I felt a rush of pride at his words, but also a twinge of doubt. Was I ready for this? Was I truly ready to step into a world so far removed from the one I had with Mark? “I—thank you,” I managed to say, swallowing the lump in my throat. “I’ve always wanted to challenge myself. But I have to admit, this is a lot to take in.” Richard nodded, understanding the weight of his offer. “I can imagine. But I think you’re exactly the kind of person we need. Someone who doesn’t shy away from big challenges.” He paused, his gaze steady. “And I think you’ll find that Vanguard offers more than just a job. It offers a chance to grow, to thrive, and to shape your future.” There was a moment of silence as I processed his words. I was about to embark on something new, something that could completely change the trajectory of my life. But I couldn’t ignore the lingering feelings about Mark, about the past I had left behind. Richard seemed to sense the hesitation in my eyes. “You don’t have to make any decisions right away,” he said, his tone gentle but firm. “But I wanted you to know that you have my full support. You deserve this opportunity.” The warmth of his words settled over me, but there was something else—something deeper. I had made up my mind. I was ready for this. “Thank you, Richard,” I said, finally finding my voice. “I’m ready for this.” After the meeting, as I stepped out of the building, I felt a rush of emotions. There was excitement, certainly, but also an unsettling fear. The future had just opened up before me, and I was standing at the threshold of something completely new. But even as I took my first steps toward this new chapter, I couldn’t shake the feeling that the past wasn’t quite done with me yet. As I walked to my car, my phone buzzed in my pocket. I pulled it out, expecting a message from Mia, offering her usual words of encouragement. But when I glanced at the screen, my stomach dropped. It wasn’t Mia. It was Mark.Chapter Four: The phone buzzed in my hand as I made my way down the steps of Vanguard Enterprises. I had just left Richard’s office, my heart still racing from the conversation we’d had. The excitement of the opportunity I was about to step into—my fresh start—was being overshadowed by an unsettling feeling. I didn’t know what to expect from this new chapter of my life, but I couldn’t let the past hold me back.Then my phone buzzed again.The name on the screen made my blood run cold.Mark.I stopped in my tracks, my heart thundering in my chest. Mark. He was the one who had broken things off between us. He was the one who left, who told me that it was over. Why was he contacting me now?I hesitated for a moment, standing there on the busy sidewalk, staring at the phone in my hand. I knew I shouldn’t answer, but somehow, I couldn’t bring myself to ignore him. After everything he’d put me through, he still had a way of making me feel like I owed him something. I swiped the screen and
Chapter Five: As I put my phone down, I heard the familiar buzz of an incoming message.I checked it, and it was from Richard.“Lily, you can start off on Monday. There is a project at hand.”I stared at the message for a long moment, trying to process it. That was fast. I had just met Richard a few hours ago, and now he wanted me to start immediately? No interviews, no further meetings, just a direct offer to jump into a project at Vanguard Enterprises.The sense of excitement was overwhelming, but it was also tinged with confusion. Was I ready for this? Was this the right move? Was I really prepared to step into a role like this, so soon after everything that had happened with Mark? I had spent so much time doubting myself, questioning every choice, and now here I was—standing on the edge of a decision that could change my entire life.Before I could let myself spiral into another round of self-doubt, a sudden knock at the door snapped me out of my thoughts.I opened it to find Mia
Chapter 6Lilly's povNot sure who was at the door, I looked through the peephole, and my breath caught in my throat. Mark! What was he doing here? I thought to myself as I hesitated, my hand hovering over the doorknob. I wasn't sure if I should open the door for him. Was I ready to face him after everything that had happened between us?Mia, sitting quietly on the couch with her legs tucked under her, noticed my sudden change of mood. She glanced up, her eyebrows raised in curiosity. “Who is it, Lilly?” she asked softly, sensing something was wrong.“Umm... it’s Mark,” I whispered more to myself than to her.“Mark? What the heck is he doing here?” Her voice raised slightly, a mix of disbelief and anger. “What does he want?”“I don’t know,” I muttered, running a shaky hand through my hair.“Well, are you gonna get that or do you want me to give him a piece of me?” Mia said, standing up and heading toward the door, clearly irritated at the thought of him being here.“No, Mia, it’s fine
Chapter 7Lilly's povI picked up my phone from the lamp stand, the cool touch of the device grounding me in the moment. Swiping the message open, I saw Richard’s name at the top of the screen. The message was brief but carried a warmth that settled in my chest. He was excited, genuinely excited, to be working with me. The tone in his words made it feel personal, even though it was just a simple text. He also mentioned that he hoped I wouldn’t change my mind about the offer, as if he was waiting for me to confirm the decision that had already been made in my heart.Is this really happening? I thought to myself as a soft smile tugged at my lips. I hadn’t expected this to feel so... right. It was a message that reminded me of something I had almost forgotten: excitement, possibility, and the unknown.“Hey, don’t tell me you have got a secret admirer already without informing me,” Mia’s voice pierced the stillness, pulling me back to reality.I rolled my eyes, the smile still lingering.
Chapter 8Lily's pov. After Mia left my house that night, I had taken a shower and fixed myself a sandwich with a glass of milk. I ate and went straight to bed. However, I was hot with excitement and fear. As much as I was thrilled to begin this new chapter, I knew it wasn't going to be easy—especially with Mark, my ex. I could feel that there was a certain storm coming.I tried to push the thoughts aside, but they kept resurfacing. I tossed and turned, trying to find comfort in the warmth of my duvet, but all fell abortive. Finally, I drifted off to sleep. The following day, I tried not to dwell on negative thoughts and instead focused on what lay ahead. I was glad when Sunday night came and went in a flash.I woke up on Monday morning in a positive mood and went straight to the shower. I had picked out my work clothes the previous night: a beautiful tailored white suit trouser with a black camisole inside, paired with black high heels and a handbag. I put on light makeup and tied m
Chapter 9Lily's povI knew that voice even without looking. The arrogance, the self-righteousness, the all-too-familiar tone—it could only be him. Mark.I stopped in my tracks, a wave of irritation and dread settling in my chest. Why now? I thought. Why did he have to appear here, of all places?Turning to face him as he approached, I folded my arms across my chest, trying to shield myself from the storm of emotions his presence always seemed to stir."What do you want, Mark?" I asked, my voice clipped, not a hint of affection in it.He stopped a few feet away, his gaze intense, though I could see the edge of frustration in his eyes. “I see you took the offer even after I told you not to,” he said, his tone accusing. “Are you trying to get me fired because I broke up with you?”The nerve. The audacity.I couldn’t help but laugh—half in disbelief, half in contempt. “Get you fired?” I repeated, raising an eyebrow. “What for, Mark? Not everything revolves around you, you know.” I shook
Chapter 11I haven't set my eyes on Mark since our last encounter almost a month ago. I have been extremely busy with Mr. Richard, working on a particular project that needed our attention. The project, thankfully, will be ending today, being Friday. I haven't even had time to meet up with Mia. I was so engrossed in my work that I didn’t even notice it was time for lunch.“Lilly, I’m stepping out for lunch. Why don’t you come along with me?” Mr. Richard said.“Umm, I think I’ll pass, sir. I need to finish up with this project before 4 pm, sir. Remember, they are going out for delivery today,” I replied, trying to keep my focus on the work in front of me.“Alright, Lilly. I’ll leave you to it,” he said before walking out of the office.An hour passed, and I was still in Mr. Richard’s office, working on the final touches of the project. I was at the last stage when he walked back in, his footsteps light but deliberate.“This is absolutely brilliant, Lilly,” he said, his voice warm and
Chapter 12“Not like that, Mia. It’s a business dinner,” I said, though the words didn’t feel as convincing as they should have.She raised her eyebrows. “Business dinner, huh? Then why do I feel like something else is going on? Just be yourself, Lilly. You’ve got this.”I smiled, feeling a little more confident with her support. “Thanks, Mia. You’re right. I just don’t want to mess this up.”When the doorbell rang at exactly 7 pm, I nearly jumped out of my skin. I was ready—nervous but ready. I looked at Mia who encouragely smiled at me . “You have got this Lilly. Don't think of anything or anyone else tonight . Just enjoy yourself “ she said as she gave me a hug.”“Thank you Mia. What would I have done without you in my life?”“Absolutely nothing. She said with a smile. Now run along. You don't wanna keep Mr charming waiting,’ She teased As I opened the door, the driver greeted me with a polite smile.“Good evening, Miss Lilly. Mr. Lyle is expecting you,” he said.I nodded, stepp
Chapter 14“Mark, what are you doing here by this hour?” My voice was tight with frustration, but before I could get another word out, he pushed the door open without waiting for an invitation and stepped inside. My breath caught in my throat.“Lilly, what is going on between you and Mr. Richard?” he demanded, his voice slurring just slightly. I could feel the anger brewing beneath his words, but there was something else too—jealousy? Concern? It was hard to tell through the haze of alcohol on his breath.I crossed my arms defensively, trying to process the situation. The last thing I needed tonight was to deal with Mark and his volatile mood swings. “Mark, have you been drinking?” I asked, my voice steady but filled with concern.He didn’t answer right away. Instead, he staggered further into the room, eyes narrowing as he glared at me, his posture erratic. “That doesn’t answer my question, Lilly,” he yelled.I felt the tension in the room rising, thickening like smoke. My mind raced
Chapter 13 Lilly's pov By the time dinner was over, it was nearly 9 p.m., and Richard offered to drive me home. I didn’t want to admit it, but I was grateful for the company. The evening had been filled with so much unexpected warmth and ease, and I wasn’t ready for it to end just yet. I wasn’t ready to say goodbye.As we stood by his car, I turned to him, my thoughts swirling like a whirlwind. “Thank you for dinner,” I said, my voice soft.Richard nodded, his smile lingering, but there was something else in his eyes now—a quiet intensity that made my heart flutter. It was like I could see a different side of him, one that wasn’t about business or authority. “It was my pleasure, Lily,” he said, his tone unexpectedly tender. “And remember, I’ll be here when you’re ready.”Before I could gather my thoughts, the driver opened the door for us. I climbed into the car, and Richard followed, settling next to me. As we began the drive to my house, the silence in the car was thick with unspo
Chapter 13Lily's povI almost choked on my drink. What did he just say? Am I dreaming, or is this for real? I stared at him, completely frozen, unable to say a single word. My heart was racing, and my thoughts were in a frenzy. Did he really just say that? I kept blinking, hoping that the shock would wear off, but it didn’t. I was still sitting there, staring at him like a deer caught in headlights."Are you okay?" Richard asked, his voice laced with concern. His eyes softened as he looked at me, and for a moment, all I could focus on were those eyes. They were different now, less polished, more vulnerable. I could see the sincerity in them, and it caught me off guard.I quickly nodded, trying to regain my composure. "Yeah… Yeah, I’m good. You just took me by surprise. I wasn’t expecting this. I thought this was supposed to be a business dinner, sir."I watched as Richard’s lips curved into a small smile, but there was a certain intensity behind it. He wasn’t just smiling; he was ser
Chapter 12“Not like that, Mia. It’s a business dinner,” I said, though the words didn’t feel as convincing as they should have.She raised her eyebrows. “Business dinner, huh? Then why do I feel like something else is going on? Just be yourself, Lilly. You’ve got this.”I smiled, feeling a little more confident with her support. “Thanks, Mia. You’re right. I just don’t want to mess this up.”When the doorbell rang at exactly 7 pm, I nearly jumped out of my skin. I was ready—nervous but ready. I looked at Mia who encouragely smiled at me . “You have got this Lilly. Don't think of anything or anyone else tonight . Just enjoy yourself “ she said as she gave me a hug.”“Thank you Mia. What would I have done without you in my life?”“Absolutely nothing. She said with a smile. Now run along. You don't wanna keep Mr charming waiting,’ She teased As I opened the door, the driver greeted me with a polite smile.“Good evening, Miss Lilly. Mr. Lyle is expecting you,” he said.I nodded, stepp
Chapter 11I haven't set my eyes on Mark since our last encounter almost a month ago. I have been extremely busy with Mr. Richard, working on a particular project that needed our attention. The project, thankfully, will be ending today, being Friday. I haven't even had time to meet up with Mia. I was so engrossed in my work that I didn’t even notice it was time for lunch.“Lilly, I’m stepping out for lunch. Why don’t you come along with me?” Mr. Richard said.“Umm, I think I’ll pass, sir. I need to finish up with this project before 4 pm, sir. Remember, they are going out for delivery today,” I replied, trying to keep my focus on the work in front of me.“Alright, Lilly. I’ll leave you to it,” he said before walking out of the office.An hour passed, and I was still in Mr. Richard’s office, working on the final touches of the project. I was at the last stage when he walked back in, his footsteps light but deliberate.“This is absolutely brilliant, Lilly,” he said, his voice warm and
Chapter 9Lily's povI knew that voice even without looking. The arrogance, the self-righteousness, the all-too-familiar tone—it could only be him. Mark.I stopped in my tracks, a wave of irritation and dread settling in my chest. Why now? I thought. Why did he have to appear here, of all places?Turning to face him as he approached, I folded my arms across my chest, trying to shield myself from the storm of emotions his presence always seemed to stir."What do you want, Mark?" I asked, my voice clipped, not a hint of affection in it.He stopped a few feet away, his gaze intense, though I could see the edge of frustration in his eyes. “I see you took the offer even after I told you not to,” he said, his tone accusing. “Are you trying to get me fired because I broke up with you?”The nerve. The audacity.I couldn’t help but laugh—half in disbelief, half in contempt. “Get you fired?” I repeated, raising an eyebrow. “What for, Mark? Not everything revolves around you, you know.” I shook
Chapter 8Lily's pov. After Mia left my house that night, I had taken a shower and fixed myself a sandwich with a glass of milk. I ate and went straight to bed. However, I was hot with excitement and fear. As much as I was thrilled to begin this new chapter, I knew it wasn't going to be easy—especially with Mark, my ex. I could feel that there was a certain storm coming.I tried to push the thoughts aside, but they kept resurfacing. I tossed and turned, trying to find comfort in the warmth of my duvet, but all fell abortive. Finally, I drifted off to sleep. The following day, I tried not to dwell on negative thoughts and instead focused on what lay ahead. I was glad when Sunday night came and went in a flash.I woke up on Monday morning in a positive mood and went straight to the shower. I had picked out my work clothes the previous night: a beautiful tailored white suit trouser with a black camisole inside, paired with black high heels and a handbag. I put on light makeup and tied m
Chapter 7Lilly's povI picked up my phone from the lamp stand, the cool touch of the device grounding me in the moment. Swiping the message open, I saw Richard’s name at the top of the screen. The message was brief but carried a warmth that settled in my chest. He was excited, genuinely excited, to be working with me. The tone in his words made it feel personal, even though it was just a simple text. He also mentioned that he hoped I wouldn’t change my mind about the offer, as if he was waiting for me to confirm the decision that had already been made in my heart.Is this really happening? I thought to myself as a soft smile tugged at my lips. I hadn’t expected this to feel so... right. It was a message that reminded me of something I had almost forgotten: excitement, possibility, and the unknown.“Hey, don’t tell me you have got a secret admirer already without informing me,” Mia’s voice pierced the stillness, pulling me back to reality.I rolled my eyes, the smile still lingering.
Chapter 6Lilly's povNot sure who was at the door, I looked through the peephole, and my breath caught in my throat. Mark! What was he doing here? I thought to myself as I hesitated, my hand hovering over the doorknob. I wasn't sure if I should open the door for him. Was I ready to face him after everything that had happened between us?Mia, sitting quietly on the couch with her legs tucked under her, noticed my sudden change of mood. She glanced up, her eyebrows raised in curiosity. “Who is it, Lilly?” she asked softly, sensing something was wrong.“Umm... it’s Mark,” I whispered more to myself than to her.“Mark? What the heck is he doing here?” Her voice raised slightly, a mix of disbelief and anger. “What does he want?”“I don’t know,” I muttered, running a shaky hand through my hair.“Well, are you gonna get that or do you want me to give him a piece of me?” Mia said, standing up and heading toward the door, clearly irritated at the thought of him being here.“No, Mia, it’s fine