MasukPatra’s POVMy heart beats so hard that it hurts. I almost got caught. Never did I imagine that Alex Kane would barge into the conference room when I was presenting.I was standing barely five feet from him and for one terrifying second, I thought he would look at me. But his attention had been fully focused on Mr. Bush and Charly, like by some miracle, gravity was pulling his eyes away from my direction. I was invisible again. Lucky me. I kept my head slightly bowed while the brawl continued. And now, Alex was asking for a fingerprint test. I knew what that meant. Not only Charly would be implicated, I would be too even though Charly had handled the document and doctored it. All I did was give Charles the key to my apartment and tell him about the document sitting in Rosa’s bag, including a copy of her software codes. That was enough to get me into big troubleI was hurrying out of the building when my phone vibrated. It was a message from Charles:We’re heading towards Kane Tech
Rosa’s POVI was nervous. Alex wanted a date. A fucking private date…in public!As much as it made me excited that he wanted to commit to me alone, I was scared of the public's judgement. A boss-employee relationship?That was the perfect recipe for disaster.Especially when it looked like she was an underqualified staff getting high end jobs. Nepotism would be a kinder way the public would call it. But Alex Kane was damning the consequences as though his entire world had narrowed to me alone. But amidst the storm, I was looking forward to having a date with him. The last time I had been on a date was when I was still friends with Charly, when I held a secret crush for him, and would do anything to be in his space. But the moment he suggested we got married, our lives became more private than a billionaire’s offshore account. Chales never took me out to the public. He was always giving the excuses, and even when I set private dining experience in the house, he was always tired. Thi
Rosa’s POVI was nervous. Alex wanted a date. A fucking private date…in public!As much as it made me excited that he wanted to commit to me alone, I was scared of the public's judgement. A boss-employee relationship?That was the perfect recipe for disaster.Especially when it looked like she was an underqualified staff getting high end jobs. Nepotism would be a kinder way the public would call it. But Alex Kane was damning the consequences as though his entire world had narrowed to me alone. But amidst the storm, I was looking forward to having a date with him. The last time I had been on a date was when I was still friends with Charly, when I held a secret crush for him, and would do anything to be in his space. But the moment he suggested we got married, our lives became more private than a billionaire’s offshore account. Chales never took me out to the public. He was always giving the excuses, and even when I set private dining experience in the house, he was always tired. Thi
Rosa’s POVI was nervous. Alex wanted a date. A fucking private date…in public!As much as it made me excited that he wanted to commit to me alone, I was scared of the public's judgement. A boss-employee relationship?That was the perfect recipe for disaster.Especially when it looked like she was an underqualified staff getting high end jobs. Nepotism would be a kinder way the public would call it. But Alex Kane was damning the consequences as though his entire world had narrowed to me alone. But amidst the storm, I was looking forward to having a date with him. The last time I had been on a date was when I was still friends with Charly, when I held a secret crush for him, and would do anything to be in his space. But the moment he suggested we got married, our lives became more private than a billionaire’s offshore account. Chales never took me out to the public. He was always giving the excuses, and even when I set private dining experience in the house, he was always tired. Thi
Patra's POVI watched her, blissfully oblivious, Rosa Castillo, my ‘friend’.She was so naive. Always have been. Presently, her eyes sparkled as she recounted the weekend like it was some fairytale that came to life. She didn’t know the truth —or maybe, it was my smile that always made her think she could trust me. The ex that broke my heart?It was effing Charles Baker. Not that we dated, really. But I liked him. Then I started calling him Charly. I fabricated ways fot us to meet in college, and he fell for her instead. And now, she had taken another man I liked. Alex Kane. And the irony? She was spilling her happiness directly into my hands, like she was inviting me to rejoice with her, while all I felt was burning fury. I pretended to smile, to listen, like I have done all these years. She was so lost in herself, always, that she didn’t see my hands clenched under the desk as she described Alex’s grand gestures. The forever clause…it should have been mine and it made bile rise
Charles’ POVThe cool air slapped me in the face when I stepped outside. Somehow, it was supposed to make me return to reality but reality stung worse than the alcohol burning my system.A small bar was tucked between two old buildings, its neon sign the only thing that indicated its presence.Morgan’s bar. When I pushed the door open, it smelled exactly the same and it made my chest tighten painfully. I slid into the booth at the far corner. It was the one I always took.The one we always took.A drink was placed in front of me by the bartender even before I asked. “You haven’t been here in a while, sir,” he said. “Yes,” I muttered. “I know.”“I see you on the TV now,” he continued, smiling proudly. “The bottle’s on the house.”I nodded.“And the lady…? The one you always come with.”I stared at the bottle, refusing to respond. “I’m sorry, sir,” he apologized, realizing it was a sensitive topic. He hurried off but didn’t take away the memories he had left open…the ones that hurt







