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14. Gala
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His Beauty Her Beast 14. Gala
Rowan's POVWell, I think the exact moment I hired Elena Hart as my assistant might’ve been the moment my brain completely left my body.Because somehow, I—the CEO of Blackwood Corporation—found out about a high-profile industry gala four goddamn hours before it starts.Nice.Very professional.Greta had just muttered something about invitations and event reminders, but I wasn’t even listening. My eyes had already landed on Elena, who stood there blinking like a deer caught under stadium lights, clearly forgetting that half her job description included reminding me about things like this."Give her something from our collection," I said to Greta, my tone clipped.I didn’t even bother to look at Elena. I could feel her panic from across the room. Served her right.Greta nodded and left, tugging Elena along like a guilty schoolchild.The moment the door shut, I pulled my phone out and messaged her.Me: Send me pictures of the dresses. I’ll choose. Don’t tell her.Because, obviously, I c
His Beauty Her Beast 13. Dress Picking
Elena's POV“What’s this?” I whispered, reaching out slowly like it might explode.My fingers brushed over the smooth surface, hesitant. I looked around. The floor was quiet—too quiet. Greta was off for the hour, and most of the team was in the meeting room.I picked up the envelope and turned it over in my hands, half expecting it to vanish into dust or scream when opened. But no. Just paper.I carefully slid the letter out of the envelope. The paper was thick, slightly textured—expensive. Whoever wrote this wasn’t half-hearted about it.My eyes scanned the handwriting—elegant, familiar in a way that made my stomach knot.I don’t know if you’ll even read this or if you’ll tear it apart the second you realise who it’s from. But I had to try. I’ve been thinking about you. About us. About everything I ruined.Maybe I don’t deserve another chance. Maybe I never did. But not a day passes where I don’t wish I could go back and do things differently.You’ve always been fire, and I’ve always
His Beauty Her Beast 12. Bomb Or Coffee?
Elena's POVI don’t know why I felt it.That faint shiver down my spine… the weight of something behind me. A presence.Maybe it was nothing. Maybe it was just the way the cold air kissed the back of my neck… or the way my exhaustion was pulling at my senses, twisting them into shadows.But for a moment—just one—I swore someone was there.Watching me.Following me.I turned once, subtly, right before I rang the doorbell. The street was empty, still the way it always was at this hour. Nothing but flickering street lamps and the soft hum of the night.I shook my head and forced myself to focus.I was just tired.Too tired.The door buzzed open, and I stepped inside. The hallway of the building was dim and quiet, only the faint creak of the wooden stairs beneath my feet as I climbed to our floor.And when I opened the door to my apartment…I was met with silence.Not the comforting kind. Not the kind that wraps you in peace and rest.This silence was stiff. Cold. The kind of silence that
His Beauty Her Beast 11. I Don't Care
Rowan's POVThe moment she slid the laptop across the desk, I leaned back in my chair, eyes narrowing slightly as the first slide appeared on the screen. I expected errors—hell, I was almost eager for them. Something I could point at and tear apart, something that would justify all the control I’d kept over her day. But then…Slide after slide, I found nothing.Every statistic was accurate. Each chart was perfectly aligned. The colour scheme matched our brand’s tone. The transitions were smooth, not flashy. Even the footer font matched our official template. Who the hell told her to be this meticulous?I kept my expression neutral, even as the realisation sank in—she had done it right. Not just “okay”, not “acceptable”. She had done it well.And damn it, that stung a little more than I expected.Not that I would ever tell her that.“Everything looks fine,” I said flatly, still staring at the last slide. I didn’t look up. If I did, I knew I’d see that pride flash in her eyes, maybe eve
His Beauty Her Beast 10. Late Night
Elena's POVI didn’t cry.Not yet.But God, how badly I wanted to.The second Rowan’s voice snapped, “Start now,” and he turned away from me like I was nothing—like I was a speck of dirt on his polished floor—I felt everything in me sink. Shame pressed down on my shoulders like concrete. Humiliation burned beneath my skin. My legs moved on their own, somehow carrying me out of his office, even though every step felt like dragging broken glass beneath my heels.I didn’t look up as I passed Greta’s desk. I didn’t meet anyone’s eyes. I didn’t want to see pity. Or worse—judgment.The air outside his office felt thinner. Lighter. But my chest still ached as if someone had tied a rope around my lungs and pulled.I collapsed into my chair at my desk, the cold leather offering no comfort. My fingers trembled slightly as they hovered over my keyboard, but I didn’t start typing. Not yet.I couldn’t.Because all I could think about was how pathetic I must’ve looked standing in front of him like
His Beauty Her Beast 9. Angry Boss
Rowan's POVI stepped out of the washroom, letting the cool air hit my face, but it did nothing to calm the fire under my skin or the boner in my pants. It felt like my hardness would rip out of my pants. My breaths were shallow, controlled—but only just.The feeling of her lingered.Her breathless voice still echoed in my head. The way her lips parted slightly when I trapped her between my arms. The tension that cracked in the air when our eyes met. The moment her chest brushed against mine—hell, I could still feel that.Damn it.I ran a hand through my hair, jaw tight. I needed to shake this off. I had no business letting her get under my skin like that. But the more I tried to push her out of my mind, the more vividly I remembered the look in her eyes—the mix of defiance and something else... something I couldn’t name. Something dangerous.But you're not here to feel this way towards this girl, Rowan. You're here to make her fucking pay. And she will pay.Before I could spiral deepe
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