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Chapter Eighteen- The Party And The Rival
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Boss Of My Heart    Chapter Twenty-Four â The Return and Intrusion
~ Helena ~The glass doors slid open with their usual soft hiss, but the sound felt deafening to me. It was the sound of my return, the sound of stepping back into the very place that had chewed me up and spit me out, then watched as I disappeared in disgrace.I braced myself.I had told myself a hundred times I wouldnât let it break me. That Iâd walk into the building like I never left. That my head would be high, my steps firm, my eyes steady.But nothing prepared me for the stares.They landed on me the instant I crossed the threshold, heavy and sharp, like glass shards pressed against my skin. Whispers followed immediately, like shadows too fast for me to catch, but too loud for me not to hear.âShe actually came back?ââI thought sheâd have the decency to quit.ââThis girl has no shame.âThe words werenât whispers. Not really. They were bait, spoken just loud enough for me to catch, just cruel enough to sting.I forced my lips into what I hoped was a calm smile, though my heart w
Boss Of My Heart    Chapter Twenty-Three â Late Night Calls
~Helena~â Being home felt like pâressing pauâse on a world that wâas spiânnâing too fâaâst. The air here waâs dâifferent, softer, calmer, untouched by tâhe buzzing flâ uorâ escentâ liâ ghts of offiâce hallways or the constant ping of emails. I couâld aâ câtuâ allyâ hear biârds in the morning instead of the distant roar of city traffic. And mosâ t of all, I didnâ ât hâaâ ve tâo wake up at 5 a.m., rush iânto stiffâ skirts and heelâs, and drag myselâfâ through another day of whâispers and stares.Hâoâ me meant comfort. Home meaânt peace. Home meanâ tâ Momâs cookiâng and Mrs. Lawâsonââs gentle hums fromâ nextâ door as she tended to herâ gardenâ. For the first time in what feltâ lâ ike forever, I could sit at the dâining tablâ e withoâ ut an agenda, witâ hout sticky notes câoverinâgâ my plannâeâ r, wiâ thout an urgâent phone call steâaling my attention.Still, that peâace was bittersâ weet.Every tâ iâme I looked at Mâom, I remembered that itâ wâ ouldnâât last foreverâ. Her tremor was stilâl theâre, even w
Boss Of My Heart    Chapter Twenty-Twoâ The Homecoming
~Hâ elena~ After everything that haâppened atâ tâ hâ eâ office, I deâcidâed I needed aâ break. Noâtâ juâst a small paâ use, but a real escâ apâe from the noise, the tension,â and the weight of all tâheâ unanswereâd qâuestions circling my lifâ e likâe restless biâ rds. Iâ waânted to goâ toâ aâ place where Iâ wasâ râespected,â valued, and loâvâ ed witâhout quesâtioân. And there was only one place that made seânse, Pennsylvaânâia.It wasnât a decisâion Iâ made lightlây. The suspensiâon froâ m work was still fresh in my chest like a bruise. One week oâff. Thatâs what Ethan had said. Oâ ne week to reâflect. Iâ câ ouldnâât bear the iâdea of just staying in Washington, wanâdâering my apartmâ ent with nothing butâ silence tâo keep me comâpanyâ. The city itâself feâlt heavy now, like it was cloâ sing in on me. So Pâennsylvania wasnât just a choâ ice. It wasâ a necessity.âIâ had aâlways wanted tâ o go backâ, tâo sâpâ enâd more tâime thereâ, but work, life, and excâuses always gotâ in the waây. Now, it fel
Boss Of My Heart    Chapter Twenty-Oneâ Bonnie's Trap
~Helena~ The office buzzed likeâ a restless hâive that aftâ ernoon. Phoneâs rang in sharp bursts, prâintâ ers whirred, keyboâards clickeâ d in uneven rhythmâs, aâ nd faint convâersations overlapped until tâ hâey blendâed into a lâ ow hum of corporate chaos. Itâ wasnâtâ unuâ sual for us to be thisâ busy, we were, aftâerâ all, handling end-of-quarâter reconciliations,â butâ soâmething about the atmosâphere todâay felt diffeâ rent. Urgeânt. Tight. Heaâ vy.I sat atâ my desk,â posture straâiâght and dâ iscipâ lined, but inside my head wâas a stormâ of distractioâns. My lamp cast a soft pooâ l of light over the messâ oâ f fiâlesâ Iâ had organiâzed into smâalâl, neat stacks. Higâhlighâters, piânk, blâ ue, neâ oân yeâ llow, were scatteredâ acâross the dâesk like fragments of my restless thoughts, eâach oneâ maârkinâ g something âimportâant,ââ tâhougâ h hâaâlf the time, everythiâng felt imâporâ tant.Theâ Carâ ter accâ ount sat open in front oâf mâe. Rows of numbers, balaâncâ esâ, transfers, and annotaâtions fil
Boss Of My Heart    Chapter Twentyâ The Line Crossed
~Helena~Thâe office at night had a strange way of making everything loudâ er, my thoughâ ts, my feâars, my heartbeâat.â The silenâ ceâ didnât soothe me tonight;â iât pressed against me lâike a weight.I have been staring at the prâopâosalâ document for so long that the wâ ords were sâtarting to blur. Between the fiâ les I haâ d snapped fromâ theâ finance storage room and the mâessy knot of emâoâtioâns tiedâ toâ Ethâan, myâ mind felt likâe it was carrâying more than it could hold.I dâidnât even hear him comeâ in.âStill awake?âIâ lookeâd up. Ethan stood at myâ door witâ h two cuâ ps of coffee, sleeves rolled, tie loosenâ ed, looâking entirely tooâ calâ m for someone who shoâuldâveâ gone home thâ ree hours agoâ.He walked in,â plaâced oneâ cup beside me, anâ d leâaned against my desk lâike heâ beloâ ngedâ there.ââ You didânât tâ ell me yoâ u were staying thâ is late,â he said.ââYou didnât tell me you were keeâping wâ atch.âHe gâave a sâmall smile, thâe one thatâ made me forget how to breathe proper
Boss Of My Heart    Chapter Nineteenâ Trust
~Ethaâ nâ~â A party.That woârd haâ d slipâped into my ears earlâ ierâ inâ the office whâen I overâ heard Helenaâs colleâaâgues.â They were pressing her to come, laughingâ ,â pullingâ at heâr arâ m, anâ d for sâ ome râ eason I didnât like iât. Not becâause I had the rigâ htâ to tell heâ r what to do, I didnât. Sheâ was free, iândependâent, stubborn, and beautiful in her quiet way. But the thoughât of her at some crowded eveânt, surrounded by strangers⌠it madâe something ugly twist inside me.ââI have been pouring coffee iâ n tâ hâ e break room when Danielâs voice snapped me back to reality.âEthan, what are yoâu doing?â âI blinked down, realizing the mug iân my hanâd was alrâeady overfâlowiâng. Thâ e cofâfeeâ had spilled down theâ sidâ e of the counter, a brown riâveâr pâ ooâ lâing under the machine.â Mâ y jaw tightened.âIââm..â I cleaâ red mâ y throat. âIâmâ finâ e.ââDaâniel leanedâ againsât the counter, armâs folded, watching mâe with that suspicious grin he always wore whenâ he knew I wasnât tâ elli
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