Cole’s POVThere’s a moment just before you do something irreversible, a moment when the air stills, when the world slows, and you ask yourself if you’re sure.Standing there on the balcony, watching Laura in that green dress, her hair swaying gently with the night breeze, I felt that moment crackling in the space between us. And the answer came easily. Yes. I was sure.She wasn’t like the others. And this wasn’t a game.“I’m starting to care about you,” I said, my voice quieter than usual, but heavier with truth.Her breath caught, not visibly, but I felt it, like a subtle shift in pressure. She looked up at me with those wide, uncertain eyes. No pretense. No calculated move. Just raw emotion.I wanted to close the space between us. To feel the warmth of her skin under my fingers, to see if her lips tasted like the champagne she'd sipped earlier. But I held back.Because I knew what this meant.And once I crossed that line, there’d be no going back.We didn’t speak much during the r
Laura’s POVThe next few days flew by like a dream I didn’t want to wake up from.Each morning, I arrived early. Each night, I stayed late, not because I had to, but because I wanted to. I was starting to love my job, not just because of the respect or the routine, but because I was finally doing something that mattered. I was useful. I was growing.Cole had become a different person with me.He wasn’t just my boss anymore, he was… something else.More relaxed. More approachable. More present.He started trusting me with bigger responsibilities. I wasn’t just handling his schedule anymore. I was sitting in on vendor meetings, reviewing contracts, giving input during presentations. One afternoon, he asked me to draft a client proposal, and when I handed it over, he reviewed it and said, “Impressive. I barely had to change anything.”I blushed at the praise, though I tried to hide it.But that wasn’t even the most surprising thing that happened that week. It was Friday.The sky was d
Laura’s POVThe boardroom was nothing like I had imagined. The ceiling stretched high with recessed lighting, casting a soft glow over the long oval table made of polished mahogany. Floor-to-ceiling windows offered a panoramic view of the city, and the skyline sparkled like a sea of diamonds against the morning light.Twelve men and women sat around the table, department heads, stakeholders, legal advisors. Power radiated from every corner of the room.And then there was me. The assistant.I clutched the folder to my chest and quietly took the seat Cole gestured toward, directly beside him. His presence was calm but commanding, and having him close gave me a strange sense of comfort. I reminded myself to breathe.“Let’s get started,” he said, breaking the silence. “There’s been a critical correction made to the FenixTech proposal. I want to acknowledge the person who caught it before we go any further.”The room shifted. Curious glances. A few raised brows.Cole looked at me.“This is
Laura’s POVThe rest of the afternoon passed like a blur. After lunch with Nora, I returned to my office with renewed energy, determined to keep up the momentum. There was still so much to prove, not just to Cole, but to myself.I was halfway through drafting a client follow-up letter when my office phone rang.I reached for the receiver quickly. “Hello, this is Laura.”“Come to my office,” Cole’s voice said , calm, direct, and, as always, with no room for negotiation.“Yes, sir.”I stood up, smoothed down my top, took the notebook I had been jotting down in all day, and headed straight for his office. My heels clicked lightly across the polished floor, but it wasn’t the sound that echoed in my head. It was that same tiny voice whispering: Don’t mess this up.I knocked twice.“Come in.”I opened the door to find him seated behind his massive desk, brows furrowed in concentration. His jacket was off this time, sleeves rolled just enough to show strong forearms. He looked… less like a C
Chapter 7Laura’s POVThe way Mr. Cole kept staring at me made me uncomfortable. My heart raced as I waited for him to say something — anything. But he just sat there, eyes fixed on me, like he was trying to figure something out.I cleared my throat softly and held out the documents."Sir, these are the documents you asked me to go through. I discovered a few errors and thought it best to bring them to your attention before filing them."He blinked once, then slowly reached for the documents.“You made corrections?” he finally asked, voice calm but with a trace of surprise.“Yes, sir. I made notes beside the errors and suggested corrections in the margins,” I replied, trying to keep my voice steady.He flipped through the pages silently. With each turn, I watched his expression, looking for any sign of disappointment or approval. A tense minute passed before he looked up again, this time with a slight smile playing on his lips.“Well done, Laura. I appreciate your attention to detail,
COLE’S POV SEVEN YEARS AGO It was 7 pm and I was bored, so I decided to go see my friend, Antonio, so that we could play some games and probably go out to chill later. Although I had called him several times, his number was not reachable. I was worried because we spoke on the phone earlier and now I couldn't reach him. Somehow, I felt something wasn't right. I made up my mind to go to his house to find out what could be wrong. His house was just five miles away. So, it was walkable from my house. In no time, I was already at his house. I strolled up the stairs. I noticed the sitting room door was not locked. I opened the door and entered. As I walked, I saw clothes scattered everywhere in the passageway; bras, boxers, shirts, etc. I got to his room door and came to a halt as the sound of moans filled the atmosphere. It was a feminine voice. “Omg! Fuck me harder baby. Go deeper baby." "Don't stop fucking me. Continue hitting me on the spot till I cum…" I heard it when I op