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Rich, Rude and Ridiculous!
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2026-10-18 15:40:54
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Forgive Me, Mr. CEO I need this job!
Melanie’s POV “Good morning, sir,” I greeted, hurrying after Damian as he strode toward the elevators without so much as glancing in my direction. I adjusted the strap of my bag on my shoulder and quickened my steps, nearly bumping into a man coming out of the corridor as I rushed to catch up with my boss. Honestly, what was wrong with this man this morning? It wasn’t even eight o’clock yet, and he was already walking as though somebody had personally offended his ancestors.When we reached the glass security barrier, I quickly tapped my access card against the reader, waited for the little green light, and hurried through after him. I pressed the elevator button while bringing out my iPad and stylus, ready to go through his schedule as usual.“Your schedule for today is…” I began, glancing at the screen as the elevator doors slid open.“Cancel all my appointments today and fit them into next week,” he interrupted, stepping into the elevator before I had even finished speaking.I st
Forgive Me, Mr. CEO Are you sure i don't have arrhythmia?
Damian’s POV “Doctor, are you sure about what you're saying?” I asked, sitting up on the examination bed as I buttoned my shirt.“Yes, I'm a hundred percent sure, Mr. Sinclair. I checked properly, and your results aren't showing that you have arrhythmia,” he replied, adjusting the papers on his desk before looking at me again. “Your results are reassuring, although that doesn't necessarily mean we've identified the cause of the symptoms you've been experiencing.”“But my heart has been beating really fast these past few days. Not all the time, but once in a while,” I explained, frowning as I tried to remember exactly when the episodes had started. It wasn't something that happened every day, and the sensation usually disappeared after a while, but the fact that it kept happening without an obvious reason was beginning to bother me.The doctor adjusted his glasses and glanced at the report again, apparently considering his next question before looking up at me. “Have you been under an
Forgive Me, Mr. CEO Rich, Rude and Ridiculous!
Melanie’s POV“Can we leave here already?” I asked, already irritated. We had been sitting in the car for over ten minutes, and my boss had refused to drive or explain what exactly we were waiting for.“The meeting is cancelled. You can go home,” he said casually.“What?!”I sat forward in the passenger seat, practically glaring at him. This man couldn’t be serious. He hadn’t made a single phone call in my presence, nor had he even touched his phone. We’d just been sitting there doing absolutely nothing!“You heard me, didn’t you?”Fuck.I swear, if there was an award for making people lose their minds, Damian Sinclair would win it without competition.“Okay,” I muttered, opening the door and stepping out.And to think Drake had offered to drop me home, which would have saved me transport fare. But no, my melon-headed boss had to ruin everything. Now I had to find my way home, all because of a man who clearly woke up every morning and asked himself how he could make my life more diffi
Forgive Me, Mr. CEO My Boss is a Menace!
Melanie’s POVBy the time I left my work floor, I had made a decision I was fully prepared to honour for the rest of my life: I was never going to argue with Damian Sinclair again. I would be the most professional assistant that company had ever seen, the kind who smiled politely, completed assignments on time, and didn’t entertain unnecessary conversations with her boss, especially when that boss seemed determined to ensure she died of embarrassment before her first month was over.If he told me to rearrange his schedule, I would rearrange it. If he changed his mind five minutes later, I would do it again. If he decided a Tuesday meeting should suddenly happen on Sunday at three in the morning, I would ask whether he wanted coffee or an entire coffin, because at that point, I would need one. However, I would not argue with him again. I repeated this promise as I entered the elevator, holding my new iPad against my chest like a mother protecting her newborn, before dipping it in my t
Forgive Me, Mr. CEO Stop Teasing Me, Mr. Sinclair!
Melanie’s POVIt’s already getting spiritual at this point, more like a curse. The fact that I kept having embarrassing moments with Damian and people were always present to witness them was beginning to feel personal. No matter how hard I tried to behave myself around this man, something always happened. Either I would fall on him, say something stupid, or find myself in a position that looked far worse than it actually was. And the most annoying part? Nobody ever seemed to walk in when we were having a normal conversation. It was always during the moments I would rather have erased from existence.No, this was bad.Why?Why did I keep getting myself into situations like this? Why couldn’t I have a normal working relationship with my boss, one where I simply came to work, did my job, collected my salary, and went home without creating memories that would haunt me for the rest of my life? Why did every accidental moment between Damian and me have to look suspicious to whoever happe
Forgive Me, Mr. CEO Am I cursed?
Melanie’s POV No! No, this couldn't be happening! I'd fucking dreamed of owning this ever since I was in high school, but there had been no one to ask, and I couldn't even think of getting it with the little money I had. So, owning this right now? It fucking felt surreal. I stared at the box in my hands for a few seconds, almost afraid to believe that it was actually mine, because things like this had always been one of those little dreams I kept to myself, something I could admire whenever I saw someone else using one but never something I genuinely believed I would own anytime soon. I glanced at Damian, half expecting him to suddenly laugh and tell me it was a prank, but he wasn't even looking at me. His gaze was fixed on his computer, his fingers moving across the keyboard as though he hadn't just handed me something I'd wanted for years. “Like… are you being serious?” I asked, as I looked between him and the box, unable to stop the smile spreading across my face.
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