MasukZANE. "What do you mean I'm your secretary? What happened to Dahlia?" Elysia had her hands on her waist demandingly. "She's been doing her job diligently, hasn't she?"Sure enough, I had expected this, but she delivered it a little more dramatically. I didn't want to smile, even if I was enjoying her outburst. "The last time I checked, I'm the CEO of this company. And I decide who leaves and who stays, and also who'll be my secretary, and that's you.""What if I choose not to be your secretary?""You have no choice, doll, but there is an option though." I raised a brow; the side of my lips curled up. She looked both interested and suspicious. "And that's leaving the company entirely."She groaned. "Why are you like this? How can I jump from being a junior analyst to your secretary within just a month? What kind of promotion is that? It's not like you have any idea how I've been--" "Of course I do." I cut in. "You heard the heartfelt speech I gave about how good you've been at your
ELYSIA. Bryan scoffed; of course he was unwilling to stand. I gave him all the eye signals there were, but he didn't move. Instead, he looked up at Zane, who was still giving him a chilly glare. Shouldn't the glare make him realize he was treading on a lethal line? But no, it was either he was too ignorant, or he really had no idea what he was getting himself into. Immediately, I remembered what happened last night; Zane was giving Bryan the same look. "Bryan, that's his spot," I said softly. "You can sit here instead--""Don't make a move, doll." Zane cut in, making me halt. "Sit your ass back down."I had initially wanted Bryan to take my spot, but I sat down at Zane's command. Goosebumps appeared all over my body, and all I wanted to do at the moment was to make sure Bryan didn't get the same fate as Mr. Roger. "I have no idea what's making your boss cranky, but I guess it's a cue for me to leave." Bryan stood up and smiled at me. "I still have your contact; I'll call you, and
ELYSIA. Before I left for home that night, I stopped by Zane's office like he instructed. I would've bluntly told him not to bother about the clothes because I literally had no intentions of wearing them again but it would be rude of me. Directly rude. So I can make it indirect by taking the clothes and trashing them. There's no way he expects me to wear the same clothes that's been kissed by a dead man's blood. Please, I can't afford a nightmare. The elevator dinged and the doors slid open to Zane's office foyer. I stepped out, sighing while mentally preparing how to take the clothes without making my disgust too obvious. Dahlia who looked busy with whatever she was doing didn't bother raising her head even if she noticed my presence. "Hello Dahlia, please is Mr. Zane in?""He's not." She deadpanned. "You can wait over there for him.""Oh..." I stuttered. "Can't I just sit--" I stopped talking when she gave me a glare. I swallowed back the rest of the words and kept standing.
ZANE. I could feel her glare on me until she left the living room. Finally earning my privacy, I picked up my phone and dialed the number of my personal assistant, Blake. "How is it going?" I asked the second he answered the call. "The body has been taken care of, and I've made sure the manager is settled." He replied. I nodded in satisfaction. "Good. And I need one last favor. Have a fresh set of female clothes delivered in the morning, before I leave for the office.""Yes, sir." He said, and I ended the call. I left the couch and went to the guest room, where Elysia was. I opened the door and stood in the door frame. I observed her figure underneath the duvet; it looked like she was asleep. I walked over to the switch beside the door and flicked it off. The only light that lit up the room was the one beside the bed; it was dim, but bright enough for her to move around the room without difficulty. Just when I turned to leave, I heard her voice. "Why did you kill him?" Her voic
ELYSIA. Shaken was simply an understatement for my reaction. I have no idea how I was taken away from that place, but when I was finally able to breathe, I noticed we were already in the car. And on our way home. Home. I wanted to be there so much. I wanted to hug Mom until I felt better. I wanted to be away from... His presence. His side. The pictures kept appearing, vividly—the fresh blood, his wide eyes, his lips that were parted in shock. I'm sure even he didn't believe he would be killed that way. It was unexpected. It was silent. My brows creased when I noticed Zane took another route. It wasn't where I was familiar with. I wanted to ask where I was going, but it was either that I was too shocked that my tongue was literally tied and unable to form a word, or I was just too scared to even speak to Zane. Or maybe it was both. I stared out the window. I wanted to unwind the car glass, but my whole muscles felt stiff. It was impossible to even move a finger. I watched
ELYSIA. I woke up on Monday morning, feeling more energetic than usual. I've never been a morning person, but today felt different. The reason felt mysterious to me, or rather, I didn't want to dwell on it. I arrived at the office feeling more hyper than usual; even Valentino, my superior, looked stunned to see me this excited. I couldn't blame him, since I realized Zane was my boss, I always arrive at work looking gloomy. "Good morning, Mr. Valentino." I beamed. "Good morning, Elysia. You're... Wow. You look stunning, by the way." He raised the cup of coffee he was holding. "Thank you.""Dahlia just left, the CEO wants you in his office in..." He checked his wrist watch. "Twenty minutes. I think he's not in the office yet.""Oh." I smiled and nodded. "Alright." "I sent a few files to your email, by the way, just help me track the social media campaigns and give me some feedback on them. I want it before you go over to the CEO's office.""Noted." I adjusted my seat and turned on
ELYSIA. I blinked, frozen on my spot as I stared at Zane who stared back at me coldly. I didn't know what to do or how to react. Should the ground just open up for me to fall? Everything, all of the memories came rushing back to me like they had been waiting for this moment. How he had spilled c
ELYSIA. Reluctantly, I got into the car. Partly because I was sure I wouldn't be able to get a taxi anymore and mostly because it's already embarrassing enough that my enemy had to see me like this, and the other people I'd passed with tear-stained cheeks and puffy eyes?I didn't ask how Zane knew
ELYSIA. Oh no! I shut my eyes immediately, my hands flew to my face to block what I just saw. "I-- I'm sorry," I stuttered. "I didn't mean to barge into your room, I'm just here on an errand, mom asked me to call you... for breakfast.""What?""I mean, I didn't mean to see you naked--" my cheeks h
ELYSIA. In the next two days before Mom's wedding, I was choked up. I helped Mom out with her fittings, organized the seat charts, helped out with choosing flowers, went for cake tastings, I was practically buried in busy schedules, phone calls, and checklists. Nova helped out as much as she coul







