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Chapter 8: Incoming
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2026-07-18 03:41:10
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Behind The Desk, Under The Mask Chapter 23: Death of me
♤♤Winston POV ♤♤I reached my car in the company parking lot and unlocked it with a practiced click. I expected Louis to peel off toward his own vehicle. Instead, the man followed me all the way to the driver’s side and simply stood there.I looked at him. “Why are you still here?”Louis folded his arms. “Whose car are we taking?”I blinked. “Yours. You’ve been following me in it for twenty minutes.”“I’m not in the mood to drive.”“…What?”“If you’re taking me to your house, you’re driving.”“You invited yourself.”“And?”“My car is perfectly safe in the company parking lot. It's my company....”“It’ll still be there tomorrow.”Louis waited, expression expectant, as if the matter had already been decided in his favor. I stared at him for a long second before pinching the bridge of my nose.“…You’re unbelievable.”“I’ve heard that today.”I sighed. “Get in.”Louis smiled like he’d just won a court case and slid into the passenger seat without another word.---The drive started the wa
Behind The Desk, Under The Mask Chapter 22: Anniversary
Louis POVEvery prepared accusation disappeared.Just like that.For a moment, I simply stared at Winston, trying to process what he'd said.His brother.The hospital.The flowers.Camilla carrying them into my dinner as though they belonged to her.Nothing fit together anymore."I didn't know you had a brother," I said."You never asked."The quiet reply irritated me because he was right.Why hadn't I asked?I'd never cared to know anything about his life outside the office. He handled everything so efficiently that I'd mistaken his silence for a lack of a personal life.My thoughts circled back to the flowers."The bouquet was for your brother?""Yes.""And the Louis Vuitton gift?""Also for him."I exhaled, crossing my arms. "You could've said something."Winston's lips curved faintly."Could I?""What does that mean?""It means you seemed more interested in assuming the worst than asking what actually happened."I hated that he had a point."You know how it looked.""Do I?""You l
Behind The Desk, Under The Mask Chapter 21: What about them??
÷÷ Louis POV ÷÷ By the time I got to the office, I had already settled back into the version of myself the world expected. The building was alive with movement when I stepped in. Staff members looked up from behind their desks, their faces brightening the moment they saw me. “Good morning, sir.” “You look amazing today.” “Morning, Mr. Miller.” A small smile tugged at my mouth as I nodded at them one after another. “Good morning,” I replied. “Try not to say that too often, or I’ll start believing I’m prettier than my own reflection.” That earned a soft laugh from the nearest assistant, followed by a few more amused smiles down the hall. “See?” one of them murmured. “Maybe the best CEO ever.” Another laughed under her breath, and I shook my head as I kept walking. “Don’t spread dangerous rumors before noon,” I said lightly. The mood around me lifted immediately, and I could feel the staff relaxing as I passed. I exchanged a few more brief smiles and polite nods u
Behind The Desk, Under The Mask Chapter 20: Ring
Louis POV I woke to the sound of a phone ringing. For a moment, I stayed still, half-buried in the velvet sheets, the soft morning light spilling through the curtains of the room. The air still carried the faint trace of last night—warm skin, expensive cologne, and something far harder to name. I reached for the sound, my arm stretching across the nightstand. My fingers brushed against cool glass before closing around the phone. It wasn't mine. I frowned, blinking hard against the blur in my eyes as I brought it closer. The screen lit up. **Dad**. The contact name was saved along with a frowning emoji. My brows pulled together. For a second, I just stared at it, the pieces not quite fitting in my head. Then memory began to return in slow, disjointed flashes—last night, the room, the heat of skin against skin, the way things had ended before either of us had said much of anything. The perfect stranger had forgotten his phone. I lowered the phone, exhaling slowly. That exp
Behind The Desk, Under The Mask Chapter 19: Not okay
♤♤L'Anonyme ♤♤ Louis POV The private room was a study in deliberate restraint—walls paneled in dark wood, a single low-burning lamp casting long shadows across the wide bed, the air faintly scented with something clean and expensive. My mask was a simple black half-mask that left my mouth free. His was similar, covering enough that only the cut of a jaw and the shape of a mouth remained visible. No names. No conversation beyond the club’s required check-ins. That was the rule, and I clung to it the way I clung to every other boundary I still controlled. I had come here because the alternative was sitting alone in my penthouse replaying the latest family crisis in endless loops—my father’s cold demands, Camilla and William surprising coincidenc, the expectation that I would simply absorb it all and keep moving. The club was supposed to be the opposite of that. Anonymous. Temporary. A place where I could stop being the man everyone leaned on. I asked for the same gorgeous man t
Behind The Desk, Under The Mask Chapter 18:The Odds
Louis POV The door clicked shut behind Camilla. Silence settled over the private dining room. I remained standing where I was, my eyes fixed on the closed door for a long moment before I slowly lowered myself back into my chair. The coffee in front of me had long gone cold, and neither of us had touched much of the food. Oddly enough... I wasn't bothered that the date had lasted less than twenty minutes. Nor was I upset that Camilla had arrived nearly an hour and a half late. No... there was only one thing occupying my mind. I had watched Winston leave the office carrying a bouquet of white flowers and a Louis Vuitton gift bag. Less than two hours later... Camilla had walked into our date carrying those exact same items. I frowned, my fingers tapping lightly against the polished wooden table. "...Where did you go, Winston?" The question lingered unanswered in the empty room. I stood abruptly, grabbed my jacket, and headed outside. My chauffeur was already waiting beside the
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