LOGINMiriam''s POV.
As much as I would love to say those words to his face, I kept my mouth closed while cursing him heavily in my mind.
His eyes were wide with shock, most probably surprised to see me working at la amore.
Well I got you this job, bitch.
“That will be all for now, I am sure everyone wants to go for their lunch break now so I won't waste your time anymore.” Mrs Jones added before turning around to leave but Williams' gaze was still locked on me .
And some people were starting to notice.
“Wait, why is he looking at Miriam like he just saw a ghost?” one of my colleagues whispered.
“Do they know each other?” Another whispered.
“Mr Davidson, is everything okay?” Mrs Jones asked.
“Yes.” William responded, turning around to follow Mrs Jones while still looking stunned.
Good, the more surprised he is the better.
I just hope I don't get to be in the same team he is going to work with.
*****
“What?” I yelled out, completely losing my composure.
I was currently sitting in Mrs Jones office along with five other of my colleagues and they were looking at me like I just grew a second head.
But I might as well have because what Mrs Jones was telling me was not making any sense.
Why do I have to work with that bastard? I just had an icky feeling that Sara had something to do with this.
“Is everything okay Miriam?” Mrs Jones asked, looking concerned.
“Yeah, I am just surprised….you know this seems like such a high profile job… I can't believe I will be part of the team.” I said smiling as much as I could although I was going through a mental breakdown in my head.
“I believe this is going to be a nice learning experience for you. Besides you have Clara, I am sure she is going to put you through.” Mrs Jones added.
I nodded my head. I never would have thought my lunch break would be interrupted with such tragic news, but at least on the bright side I can get first hand information about the project and I can supervise it.
This project was of very important value to the company. If I were to go back in time I would definitely have not given William’s unqualified ass this opportunity.
“Thank you ma for this opportunity.”
I walked out of the room feeling burdened.
Today has been so hectic. I just wish I could teleport to the comfort of my home and lay on my soft comfy bed.
“Arghhhh.” I groaned into my arm as soon as I sat down on the chair.
The soft buzz of my phone snapped me back to reality.
“Did you like my gift?” Sara texted with a smiling emoji.
I knew it, she was definitely behind this.
“I am going to skin you alive when I get you.” I texted back, completely fuming inside.
“Come on, I thought you wanted revenge, as the saying goes keep your friends close and your enemies closer. I am helping you out here. But do you know what I think when he finds out I am the CEO of the company he might lose it.” She texted back with a laughing emoji.
That was true, Sara's identity as my business partner and CEO of la amore was also kept on a low profile.
“Well at least we can look on the bright side of things. As much as I want to get rid of him as soon as possible I can't let the project be affected.”
“Okay see you soon then. Xxx”
Soon? I frowned, confused.
“Okay team Brown rover you are needed at the conference room we have a meeting with the CEO.” Mrs Jones announced.
Oh! So this is what Sara meant.
“Come on, let's go.” Clara parted my back.
With a deep sigh I stood up from my seat, ready for the drama that was about to unfold.
“This is the first time I will be seeing the CEO.” One of the girls with us muttered with excitement.
“Well I heard she is incredibly beautiful, maybe I could charm her with my looks.” Another of my colleagues, a male this time around chimes in and I could not help but smirk.
If there was one person no one could charm, that would be Sara.
I had been to the conference room multiple time but always undercover so as not to expose my identity.
“You seem to know your way around here.” Clara chimed in.
“Huh?” I asked confused
“I mean you knew we were about to take a turn at the corner before I said anything. Have you been here before?” She asked.
One attribute about Clara I seem to have noticed is that she has an extremely kind eye to things.
“Uhmmm…. I figured it would be at the right turn and it….it has the same layout as the formal company I worked at.” I lied straight through my teeth.
“Oh! What company did you work for?” She asked.
Damn, I did not think this through. Was I really about to expose my real identity on my first day?
“Okay guys, remember to stay poised and professional.” Mrs Jones interrupted before I could answer but I could not be more thankful.
“Let's go in.” I urged Clara who seemed nervous.
We all settled into our respective seats and not too long after Sara walked in with a stoic expression on her face and I almost burst out laughing.
This is the first time I am seeing her in a professional setting and she looked cool but knowing how goofy she was behind her blank look was not helping matters.
Her eyes found mine and she raised her brows at me, causing me to frown my face.
“Miriam.” Clara whispered beside me.
I turned around to see my colleagues all looking at me like I just committed a huge crime and that was when I noticed I was the only one still sitting down.
I quickly stood up, my face flushed with embarrassment.
“Let's begin.” Mrs Jones sent me a variety of glances, most probably a warning for me to behave myself.
“Where is Mr Davidson?” Sara asked and right on cue, he walked in with a smug look on his face which immediately wiped off his face as soon as he saw Sara and I sitting in the same room.
“Mr Davison, we were just waiting for you.” Mrs Jones offered him a seat while his gaze shifted from Sara to mine.
“I told you he was going to be dumbstruck.” My phone buzzed with a message from Sara.
“Well let's see how he reacts once he finds out you are his boss.” I replied.
“Mr Davidson meet the CEO of la amore, Mrs Norman.” Mrs Jones introduced with an innocent smile on her face unbeknownst of the situation that was unfolding.
“What?” William yelled, looking appalled.
“Nice to meet you, Mr Davidson.” Sara extended her hands towards him while William stood frozen.
Checkmate bitch.
Miriam’s POVThe house felt strangely quiet when I stepped inside which was unusual as Lazar was always at home whenever I arrived from work.I sighed softly and closed the door behind me. My heart felt heavy but also… full. A weird mix. Like two emotions fighting inside me, one afraid, one hopeful.I dropped my bag on the couch and leaned back against the soft cushions, replaying the conversation I had with Sara earlier at the office.Her face had been so serious when I spoke about Lazar. The moment I told her how I had been slowly falling for him, how every day with him made me feel something I didn’t expect, safety… warmth… peace, she didn’t laugh or judge me.Instead, she stared at me with those sharp, kind eyes of hers and said, “Miriam, you have to allow yourself to heal. Not everyone will break you like your parents did. Not everyone will use you like William did. Sometimes people really care.”And I was stunned, because she was right.I was scared. Terrified even, the idea of
Miriam’s POVThe morning sunlight felt too bright. It streamed through the tall windows of Lazar’s penthouse like warm needles, poking at the back of my eyes. I blinked and sat up slowly. I had slept, but not rested. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw the van doors slam shut, smelled the cold-metal air, felt the hands grabbing me.Two weeks of rest. That was what Lazar insisted on.But I was slowly losing my mind from just spending two days in the house. I could not wait to go back to work. I was sick and tired of the silence when Lazar was not around. Before I looked forward to my alone time and spending the whole day alone but now I can't even spend two days without feeling suffocated. After much pleading and convincing Lazar finally agreed to let me go to work. It's not like he has the final say on what I decide to do or not but I guess I just wanted his approval.And now I am going back to work. I needed it. I needed something normal.I took a deep breath, smoothed down my cre
Lazar’s POVTaking Miriam home felt like breathing again after nearly drowning.The hospital smell still clung to memory making me feel sick but the warm feeling of her palm on mine made me feel relieved.I kept glancing at her in the car, scared that if I looked away for a second she might disappear and I would never see her again.Her eyes were on the window, watching the city lights blur past. She looked peaceful, tired but also deep in thoughts. I could not begin to imagine what could be going through her mind. The whole event that happened must have taken a toll on her but she was so good at covering it up. When the doctor signed her discharge papers earlier, something inside my chest eased, but the fear still lingered like a shadow that refused to let go. The memory of that day….of almost losing her, clawed at me even now.She turned to me with a small smile. “How are you feeling?” “I’m glad I'm going home.” She replied.Home. The way she said it filled my heart with warmth
Janet's POVIt had been days since the failed kidnapping, yet the thought of it still made my blood boil.I had planned everything so carefully and still, somehow, Miriam had slipped through my fingers.Worse than that, the mercenaries I hired were all found dead. Every one of them.Slaughtered and dumped by the road side. It was just unbelievable and somewhat scary.What could have killed them? Or to be precise who could have killed them?I sat by the window of my study, the dim light from the lamp casting a soft shadow of my body across the floor.I poured myself a glass of wine hoping to calm my nerves while my brain racked, thinking of what to do next. Although I had been very careful when placing my orders, by not using my own name and using a secured communication channel to tell them what I wanted, even the payment I had done was through channels I was sure could never be traced back to me. I had tried to get rid of her anonymously but…it is clear that she clearly has someone
Lazar's POV The strong smell of bleach and anaesthetic was the only thing I could smell.The bright white wall made me uneasy and uncomfortable but I could push through all this discomfort because of Miriam.Seeing her pale and unconscious made my heart ache in ways I can't begin to express.I stood by Miriam's bed and watched her sleep feeling too scared to move away or lose sight of her as I feared the worst might happen if I left her side.Nurses walked in and out, checking her vitals as well as the IV drip connected to her arm.Although the doctors and nurses have reassured me she was okay and was only unconscious due to shock. It does nothing to calm my raging nerves. Over the last few hours Rodosov had been working hard to clean up the mess we left behind, those groups of men who tried to kidnap Miriam.We don't want the police sniffing around because of this incident but I also want to find out who was behind it all. The thought of finding that person filled me with unexplai
Miriam’s POVThe annoying sound of something beeping was all I could hear but I could not see anything, only darkness“Am I dead?” I thought to myself.Suddenly light pieced through the darkness covering my vision.I could finally see again… but am I not supposed to be dead. And what the hell was making that noise?” I thought to myself as I tried to focus my hazy vision.The white ceiling was what I saw followed by the bright bulb that was seconds away from blinding me.“Where am I?” I thought I was dead but strangely enough after life sure looks like a hospital.Or wait…was I in the hospital.Out of nowhere, I felt a warm sensation on my hand. I looked down and he was there.It was Lazar.My heart skipped a beat as I stared at the head full of hair.He was sitting beside me, his head resting on the edge of my bed, his large hand wrapped around mine. “What's he doing here?”His eyes are closed, his chest rising and falling steadily. He looks… exhausted.I blink rapidly, trying to ma







