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WHEN THE STORM WALKED IN
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BETRAYAL GAME: HIS BOSS, MY OBSESSION WHEN THE STORM WALKED IN
EVA’S POVAs the words left Henry’s lips. “Your obsession is at the door” —I felt a wave of humiliation crash over me. I had never experienced such shame in my entire life. My throat tightened, but I said nothing. I turned to the clock. It was already 3 p.m., yet the day felt painfully endless. And with every tick, the tension only thickened.The clock on the wall read exactly 3:00 PM.Every tick seemed to echo louder, matching the weight pressing against my chestI had been watching it for the past hour like my life depended on it. Maybe it did. My nerves were unraveling slowly, breath by breath, heartbeat by heartbeat. I should have gone to meet Lucas like he asked. Maybe it would’ve spared me this mess, or at least delayed it.But no. I wanted a few more hours to pretend everything wasn’t falling apart. I wanted time. Now I realize that time isn’t something you beg for when the truth is racing straight at you.I heard the knock.Before I could even take a step toward the door, Henr
BETRAYAL GAME: HIS BOSS, MY OBSESSION THE SHOCKING REVELATION
Eva’s POV (Continues)Henry’s wine glass hovered near his lips, the surface trembling as he took another slow sip. The bottle reflected in his eyes, dim and still. I sank into the nearest chair, my hands locked in my lap. My heart hurt with each word he spoke, each revelation tearing our world apart.He set the glass down gently and cleared his throat. His tone was even—almost distant—yet each syllable felt like a blow.“I knew everything,” Henry began. His voice was calm, but I felt the weight of a thousand late nights and whispered collisions behind it.“When you became pregnant with Jude, I was suspicious. In fact, I knew he wasn’t mine.” His eyes never left me.My hands tightened into fists. The room spun. “You… you knew?”“Yes.” He nodded. “I saw the doctor privately. The timeline of your pregnancy—according to the report—did not match when we were intimate. It didn’t align.”He paused, glancing at the glass as if expecting it to explode. Then he set it aside.“I remained silent.
BETRAYAL GAME: HIS BOSS, MY OBSESSION THE GAME BEHIND THE CURTAIN
Eva's POVHe walked calmly to the side of the living room, the air around him so unnervingly still, and poured himself a drink. I watched, my heart pounding against my ribs. Then he poured another into a second glass and extended it to me.“Have a seat,” Henry said, his voice almost too quiet.“I’m fine,” I replied, my voice strained, my eyes locked on the way his hands gripped the glass.“You’ll need to sit down for this,” he said again, sipping his drink and leaning against the table with a casualness that only heightened my fear.I stayed standing, my arms crossed tightly against my chest.What could he possibly say that would warrant me needing to sit? I had lived the worst already, hadn’t I? The truth about Lucas. The truth about Jude. Everything was already falling apart.He stared at me, his expression unreadable. “Eva… you remember those times you got anonymous texts?”I froze.My breath hitched. I stared at him, eyes wide. “What are you saying?”He gave a sly smile and let ou
BETRAYAL GAME: HIS BOSS, MY OBSESSION SHATTERED ILLUSION
EVA’S POV(Continues)“You knew all along?” I whispered, my throat dry and my legs barely able to hold my weight.Henry stood a few feet away, arms crossed, face cold and unreadable. The man who used to smile at me like I was his world now looked like a stranger. The tension in the air was thick, almost suffocating.“You knew?” I asked again, voice trembling. “Why did you play along? Master in the betrayal game?”His eyes darkened. “Don’t turn this around, Eva. Don’t you dare.” He stepped closer, each word slicing deeper into me. “I gave you every chance to come clean. I waited. I begged with my silence. I stayed calm, watching you choose him over and over, even after everything we built.”“Henry… I don’t understand anything right now,” I whispered, almost choking on my breath. “You’re scaring me.”“No, Eva. Listen.” His voice was low but deadly serious. “I’m done with this game. It’s time to get things over and done with.”I stood there frozen. I had spent the last few days terrified
BETRAYAL GAME: HIS BOSS, MY OBSESSION THE END OF PRETENSE
Eva’s POVHenry's eyes bore into mine, demanding answers as I stood frozen, torn between the truth he sought and the storm Lucas's arrival would unleash, my heart racing with every step echoing in the hallway.Now he stood in front of me with tired eyes—no anger, no rage. Just quiet accusation. And I realized the thread had finally snapped.He didn’t raise his voice. His tone was flat, icy, but resolute.“I gave you chances, Eva,” he said. “So many chances to tell me the truth.”My legs started to tremble. Tears flooded my eyes—I had lost count of how many decisions I’d made to lie, to silence, to shield a secret I thought I could manage. I crossed my arms, unable to speak. Feverish guilt shuddered through me.He continued, “But you kept lying. You played me. You strung me along with half-truths and silence.”My chest tightened. Every lie, every omission, every stolen moment with Lucas—all of it converged into a roaring tornado inside my mind.“Now,” he said, voice rising just enough
BETRAYAL GAME: HIS BOSS, MY OBSESSION SECRETS DELIVERED
Eva’s POV I had expected anything that morning—an early knock from Lucas, a call from Henry’s office, even a sudden urge to run. But not this. The bell rang at 8:30am sharp. My heart leapt into my throat. I tangled my fingers in my nightshirt and rushed to the door, hiding the fear churning in my stomach. When I opened it, a delivery man stood there with a padded envelope. “Delivery for Eva Henry,” he said, handing it over. My hands shook so hard I fumbled it. “Thank you.” I closed the door quickly, leaning against it as if it might collapse under me. A delivery? That meant only one thing. Someone knew my address. Someone was coming for me. I stared at the envelope, heart hammering. Did Lucas send this? Was it divorce papers from Antonia? Custody papers? Or worse—evidence of the affair I had been so desperate to keep hidden? I hurried to the kitchen and dropped it onto the table. My hands trembled so badly the envelope slid off and onto the floor. I knelt, breathing hard, and p
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