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The Weight Of What We Don't Say
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2026-01-08 20:46:51The next morning felt like waking up inside a fog.
I dragged myself into the office, my mind replaying everything from yesterday—the divorce papers, Jayden’s voice in the car, the way he fixed my necklace, the way he stepped back like touching me might ruin us both. I had barely slept. But nothing prepared me for how cold he was today. He didn’t greet me. Didn’t look at me. Didn’t open his office door once. Instead, instructions came through email—short, clipped, painfully formal: Prepare the quarterly report. Review the client proposal. Send the updated schedule. No “Ms. Sanders.” No voice. No warmth. Just… distance. I forced myself to focus on the computer screen, but my fingers trembled with every click. The tension from last night still lingered beneath my skin like a bruise. When I made a small mistake typing a date into the report, Chloe mouthed from her seat, “Hey. You okay?” I nodded too quickly. “Just tired.” She didn’t believe me. Nobody would. Because even if I tried to hide it, my face had become a billboard for heartbreak. But the worst part? Jayden noticed every slip. Every fumble. Every second I paused, staring blankly at the words on my screen like they weren’t real. He didn’t say anything, but I felt his gaze through the glass wall of his office—sharp, observing, burning through me each time I blinked too long. --- It got worse at noon. I was heading back to my desk after printing a file when I overheard two male colleagues talking near the pantry. “Did you hear? Melissa’s husband finally dumped her.” “Oh? Makes sense. Women like her always pretend they’re perfect. I guess he got tired.” Their laughter stabbed deeper than it should have. My chest tightened. I turned to walk away— But a voice sliced through the corridor like a blade. “Is that so?” The men froze. Jayden stood behind them, expression empty, eyes lethal. I had never seen the office so quiet. His voice was soft. Too soft. “Do you have time to speak in my office?” Neither dared refuse. They followed him in like prisoners marching into execution. The door closed. The silence outside stretched for five whole minutes. When one of the men finally came out, he looked pale, sweat beading his forehead. He didn’t speak to anyone. He just grabbed his bag and left the building. “Good morning,” the other muttered shakily before hurrying out after him. Whispers erupted instantly, but I couldn’t focus on any of them. My eyes found Jayden’s through the glass. He wasn’t looking at the office. He was looking at me. I swallowed and walked to his door, pushing it open without knocking. His gaze lifted immediately. “Close the door.” I did, chest tight. “Did you do that because of me?” He didn’t blink. “I don’t tolerate disrespect.” “That doesn’t answer my question.” His jaw tightened, a flicker of something darker washing over his expression. “I don’t care why it happened,” he said quietly. “I care that it won’t happen again.” My breath hitched. This wasn’t kindness. It was protection. Possessive. Terrifying. And somehow… comforting. “I can handle my own problems,” I whispered. Jayden rose from behind his desk, moving toward me with slow, controlled steps. “No. You can’t. Not when you’re falling apart.” Heat rushed to my cheeks. “I’m not falling apart.” “Don’t lie,” he snapped, voice low. “You think I can’t see it?” I took a shaky breath. “You don’t get to act warm one moment and cold the next. I’m not… something you can just switch on and off.” He froze inches from me. For a moment, neither of us breathed. “You think that’s what I’m doing?” he said softly. “That’s exactly what you’re doing.” His eyes darkened, shadows carving deeper across his face. “You want honesty?” he murmured. “Yes.” “Fine.” He stepped closer. Too close. My back brushed the door. He leaned down, lips a breath from my ear. “You think I didn’t want to touch you last night?” My knees almost buckled. “You think I didn’t want to pull you into me when you started crying in my car?” His voice dropped even lower—dangerously intimate. “You think I don’t replay the way you looked at me before you walked away?” My mouth parted soundlessly. His breath brushed my cheek. “You have no idea,” he whispered, “how hard you are to stay away from.” Every word slammed into me, hot and suffocating. I couldn’t move. He reached up—slowly, like he was fighting himself—and his hand hovered inches from my jaw. He didn’t touch me. But the moment stretched too long, too heavy. My breath trembled. Then— He closed his eyes. Stepped back. The air snapped cold. Walls up again. “You’re dismissed, Ms. Sanders.” The formal tone hit harder than any insult. My heart twisted painfully. Still shaking, I reached for the doorknob. But before I could open it entirely, his voice came again—soft this time. Barely audible. “Melissa.” I paused. “Don’t let anyone else make you cry today.” My throat tightened. I didn’t turn around. Didn’t trust myself to. Instead, I whispered, “Yes, sir,” and slipped out of the room before the weight of everything he said could crush me completely. 
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His Earthly Desire The Weight Of What We Don't Say
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His Earthly Desire What Breaks A Woman
I didn’t remember walking back to the office.One minute Andrew was placing the divorce papers in my hands like he was passing me a menu, and the next, I was pushing open the glass doors of Roberts Corporation—heart numb, eyes burning, hands trembling so badly I nearly dropped my phone.The receptionist greeted me, but I barely heard her. My heels clicked down the hallway, echoing louder than they should. Everything felt too bright, too loud, too cold.I slipped into my seat twenty minutes late.And of course, the moment I sat, the devil himself appeared.Jayden stepped out of his office with a folder in hand, his gaze sweeping the room like a command. He was mid-sentence—“We’ll continue the audit by—”Then he saw me.He stopped.Just… stopped.The entire office fell silent.His eyes narrowed, not in anger, but something far sharper. His voice dropped.“You’re late.”The reprimand should have stung, but I couldn’t muster a reaction. I tried to straig
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The message came early that morning, short and commanding—just like him.> Jayden Roberts: Shareholders’ Ball. Tonight. Be ready by seven.Wear something formal but elegant. You’re coming with me.No greeting, no explanation. Just an order.I stared at my phone, half expecting a follow-up that never came. By the time I reached the office, the buzz had already spread. The annual shareholders’ ball was the company’s biggest event of the year. Only top executives and their plus ones attended.So why me?When Jayden finally arrived, I followed him into his office, shutting the door behind me. “Sir, about the message…”He didn’t even look up from his laptop. “You got it.”“Yes, but—why me? You could take anyone else from the board.”His eyes lifted, calm and unbothered. “You’re my secretary. You go where I go.”“That doesn’t include after-hours events.”“It does when I say it does.” His tone left no room for argument. “I need someone efficient, and you’r
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I stood in front of the mirror that morning, barely recognizing the woman staring back.The black dress clung in all the right places, elegant yet daring, the kind of outfit that made silence follow wherever you walked. I curled my hair loosely, applied a faint red tint to my lips, and for once… I wanted to see if he’d notice.Jayden’s voice from last night still echoed in my mind.Dress beautifully tomorrow.No explanation. Just a command dressed like a compliment.As I walked through the office lobby, conversations slowed. A few jaws even dropped. The sound of my heels filled the air like music, and for the first time in a long while, I felt—powerful.“Melissa!” Chloe whispered, eyes wide. “Who are you trying to kill today? You look like a walking sin.”I laughed softly, pretending I wasn’t nervous. “Just following orders.”“Whose orders?” she teased.I didn’t answer.Then the elevator doors opened.Jayden stepped out, tall, calm, impossibly composed in his
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