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Chapter 116

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I sat down at my desk and opened my laptop. An email notification popped up almost immediately, the subject line reading: Reopening— The Grand Reynor Development.

I clicked it open, scanning through.

Aurélie,

Confirming our conversation this morning — let’s meet tomorrow at 10 AM to discuss the first steps into reopening the Grand R project. Given the scope involved, I’ll need you handling the database side of things directly: organizing existing files, previous contracts, event timelines, and
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  • Before He Was My Boss.   Chapter 116

    I sat down at my desk and opened my laptop. An email notification popped up almost immediately, the subject line reading: Reopening— The Grand Reynor Development.I clicked it open, scanning through.Aurélie,Confirming our conversation this morning — let’s meet tomorrow at 10 AM to discuss the first steps into reopening the Grand R project. Given the scope involved, I’ll need you handling the database side of things directly: organizing existing files, previous contracts, event timelines, and any internal documentation tied to the project before it was shelved. I’d like you to compile everything into a clean, comprehensive document — a complete history of the project from inception through its abandonment, including any notes on why it was halted in the first place. Once consolidated, we’ll use that as our foundation moving forward. You’ll essentially be running point on the archival side while I handle external stakeholders. Looking forward to getting started.— M.L.I read it twice

  • Before He Was My Boss.   Chapter 115

    I had just gotten to the office. The air felt new — the same way it had felt back when I first started, when everything about this place still carried the weight of possibility and tension instead of routine.I set my bag down and walked over to the coffee maker across from my office. Donovan had refused any that morning because he’d had somewhere to be before sunrise and promised he’d grab something on the way. I made myself a hot cup instead, breathing in the familiar aroma of it, savouring the quiet before the workday properly began.I turned to head back to my desk and paused mid-step, surprised to see Marcus walking toward me.He looked tall and whimsical as ever — his bald fade crisp, his slightly muscular frame filling out a clean, deep navy suit that probably cost more than my entire wardrobe combined.“Mr. Marcus,” I said, extending a hand. “Good morning.”“Sure is a good morning,” he said, shaking it, “because I was wondering if you’d like to join me on this new project. Be

  • Before He Was My Boss.   Chapter 114

    Aurélie Tess Blackwood POVWe sat up in Donovan’s bed, both of us quiet, staring at a picture hanging on the wall opposite us. Donovan sat behind me, his back against the headboard, and I could feel his eyes on me instead of the photograph — like nothing else in the room mattered more than watching me exist in his space.I lifted my hand into the air, flexing my fingers, watching the ring catch the low bedroom light. The gem sparked with every small movement, and a smile tugged at my mouth. I didn’t bother hiding it.“So,” I said, turning to finally meet his gaze, “what does this make me?”A small smile pulled at his lips too. “My girlfriend.”I giggled softly. “So you’re my... boyfriend?”“I’ll be whatever you want.” His eyes crinkled slightly at the corners. “But yeah. Definitely.”“The word feels foreign on my tongue,” I drawled, testing it out slowly, deliberately. “Boyfriend. Boyfriend. Boyfriend.”He laughed, the sound low and warm. “You know you don’t have to call me boyfriend.

  • Before He Was My Boss.   Chapter 113

    Donovan Reynor.I pulled up to her house, and the moment I saw her step through the door, something caught hard in my chest, sharp enough that a tear almost slipped free before I could stop it.She had no right to be that stunning.But there she was anyway, walking toward the car in a deep emerald dress that caught the streetlight in ways that made my mouth go dry.When she closed the distance between us, I took her hand and pressed an open-mouthed kiss against her knuckles. “You’re stunning in that dress.”“Thank you.” Her cheeks flushed a soft pink. “You look really breath-taking yourself. Maybe just a little something for the final touch.”She leaned in, pressing her lips against my left cheek, leaving behind the faint mark of her lip gloss and the warm impression of her mouth.I wore it with pride. Shamelessly. Like I’d achieved something rare and worth flaunting.“Thank you,” I managed, trying to contain the ridiculous amount of excitement building in my chest.*****Aurélie Tess

  • Before He Was My Boss.   Chapter 112

    They were moving forward with the next project, as decided by the board. It should have been something different, a plan that had been sitting pending for over six months, something the executive team had flagged as urgent more than once. But somehow, in the way boardrooms sometimes defied all logic, they'd voted instead on a project that had been abandoned years ago, shelved and forgotten in some archive nobody bothered opening anymore.There wasn't time to prepare for it. The meeting had been called almost impromptu, and I had no idea what the project actually entailed, its history, its original scope, or why it had been scrapped in the first place. But I knew instinctively, from the way the room shifted the moment it came up, that it had to be something significant.So I sat there and took notes the way I always did. Key points. Dates. Names that mattered. Anything I'd need to memorize later, just in case someone asked me to recall it on the spot.Half an hour later, it was decided

  • Before He Was My Boss.   Chapter 111

    I got to work the next morning still riding the residual warmth of everything that had happened last night with Addie and Julia. It was fun but the body sores came after from all the shouting, dancing and drinking.I’d barely settled into my chair, barely gotten my laptop open, when the intercom buzzed sharply.“Miss Blackwood, my office. Now.”I raised an eyebrow at the tone, professional and clipped, the same voice he’d used with me back when we were nothing more than boss and secretary. Old habits, apparently, died hard, even now.I grabbed my notepad out of instinct, still not fully awake, and made my way to his office.The moment I stepped through the door, he was already on me, enveloping me in a hug so tight it nearly knocked the breath out of my lungs, one hand reaching back to lock the door behind us in the same fluid motion.“I missed you,” he murmured against my hair. “I couldn’t sleep. I kept reaching for you and you weren’t there.”“You’re dramatic.”“Maybe.” He pulled b

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