No one has ever seen the mysterious heiress of the McKenzie empire, but everyone knows her name—Bianca McKenzie, the girl with power, wealth... and secrets. Craving a normal life beyond her last name, Bianca disguises herself as a man—Brian—to land a job in a company where women aren’t welcome. Hired by the cold yet devastatingly handsome CEO Justin Miller, Bianca is determined to hide her true identity, no matter the cost. But neither of them is prepared for the emotional collision that follows. What begins as friction turns into fragile friendship, then spirals into forbidden desire. One drunken night ignites a passion that changes everything. But when the truth is exposed, Justin feels betrayed and casts her away. He never meant the words. She never forgot them. Five years later, she returns—no longer hidden, no longer Brian, but as the stunning, untouchable heiress now set to inherit her grandfather’s kingdom. And she’s not alone… she carries a secret that could shatter everything. Now, with the media circling, a jealous ex on the warpath, and the man who once broke her heart trying to fight for her again, Bianca must decide: Will she protect her heart, or let the man who once destroyed it be the one to mend it?
View MoreIt started like every other night — laughter, drinks, and stories that made us who we are. But it never felt this right before.
Me, staring at the man I've come to love, wishing he knew me for me and not the lies I made him believe.
His laughter, the way it echoed in the room, and how my heart responded was a completely different thing. The peaceful look on his face and how casually he talked when not being stressed of confusion made my heart swell.
Can this ever happen? Us? I doubt it has always been in my heart and having it happen in reality will be a complete miracle.
Yes, a miracle.
I was pulled out of my heavy thoughts by his call.
"Are you okay? Brian?" His eyes, the concern it held as he stared deeper into my soul left me weak to my knees.
I nodded with a smile that only he could give me, "yes" I glanced at the file on the table, "it's indeed amazing how far you've come, congratulations, sir!"
Today, he just struck another deal with the Hilton's Empire, the second largest to the MCKENZIE'S and it was indeed a big achievement.
I've watched him grow, I've watched him forget himself in his attempt to please his family. Love? That's very far from him, happiness? I guess the devil snatched that away the moment he was asked to date a girl be never like.
Friend? I've become the only one he can call a friend and I feel so broken, betrayed by my love for him knowing he trusted me but I ended up falling for him.
"No... congratulations to Us, we did it together" he reached for my hand and grabbed it, " I don't know what I would have done if it wasn't for you, thank you, Brian" every sound that left his mouth made my heart flutter, but the sound of him calling me name that wasn't mine shattered all the small hopes I had.
I forced a smile, "you shouldn't thank me" I pulled my hand away not wanting to let the idea of us linger more than they already do, "I'm your PA, it is my duty and responsibility to help you grow"
I chuckled, "after all, I get paid for it" I joked and he laughed.
"Indeed you get paid for it, but still, you put in a lot of effort for us to achieve this, so thank you "
He stood up, grabbed the file on the table and said,
"Common, we have to celebrate this...a day off for me and you" he turned and walked out of the room.
I sat there, still in a daze. Seconds turned to minutes, only then did I move. I went out, got into the car and we kicked off.
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*At the club*
It was a celebration, a success celebration. But when you are stuck with your feelings for your boss and knowing you can't tell him exactly how you feel, all you have to do is drink and laugh along, pretending to be happy and okay.
We both drank, danced and beat ourselves to whatever tension was between us until we were both knocked out, not completely but enough to roll at the comma of alcohol.
"Let's go, it's getting late" I tried to stand but ended up falling. The room was swaying and everyone in it.
"Right!" Justin forced himself up, and was about to leave when he saw me on the couch, helpless.
"Gosh, you are so wasted" He helped me up and supported me as we walked outside.
Indeed, it was late. We both were drunk, too drunk to drive and it will be risky for us to leave.
We booked a hotel. There were supposed to be two rooms but only one room was available, unfortunately. In our mindless state, Justin walked me to the bed and dropped me, his legs and body failed him and he fell on me.
And that was how it started, that was how I knew it can't be over so soon. I tried to push him off but his weight was too much. His face was just an inch away from mine and I trembled at his hot breath on my skin.
Then, he did the unthinkable. He kissed me, like he's been wanting to do it all along. I wanted to push him away, but I wanted him. I've imagined this moment for far too long that I couldn't give it all up now.
I kissed him back, my fingers worked their way through his hair as I pulled him closer, wanting more. If it's just in my head, or a dream caused by my longing and the effect of alcohol on me, then, I'll choose to live in it and enjoy it.
The night was long, heated and raw. A night I will leave to remember, a memory that I'll forever savor.
It was beautiful, but fleeting. It vanished with the night and the morning came with pain I had expected but was never prepared.
He saw it, he saw through my secret and now, he knows me and all the lies I told him, and the truth clearly evident before him, I knew it would tear us apart.
Something hurts.I felt it, yet I couldn’t quite tell what exactly was hurting. It was like an ache that ran so deep, even pain itself seemed confused. My brows squeezed together as I forced my eyes open, and the first thing I saw was his frozen, unreadable gaze.Justin.My breath hitched.I went completely rigid, frozen for several seconds before I was able to snap out of whatever trance his gaze had pulled me into. There was something about the way he looked at me—like he was both seeing me and searching through me. My heart thudded painfully, my chest tight.I parted my lips, trying to speak, trying to find something—anything—but he beat me to it, his voice calm but firm."Don’t stress your throat… have this first."He poured water into a glass, pulled out a brand-new straw from its wrapper, and handed the glass to me with such care it nearly made me cry. I didn’t argue. I didn’t fight it. I accepted the drink like my life depended on it, sipping the cool water with a hunger and th
"Mr. Zach," I called out, struggling to keep myself awake.But the harder I tried, the more impossible it became. My eyelids grew heavier by the second, and my body felt like it was slipping into a void I couldn’t crawl out of."Mr. Zach," I called again, my voice thinner now, barely holding on. This time, I heard the soft click of the door unlocking, and then his voice."Yes?" came his calm response.I forced my eyes open. Every fiber in my body felt numb, lifeless. Even moving a single finger felt like trying to lift the entire world. My muscles wouldn’t cooperate. My chest ached with panic, but even that was dulled—muted by whatever had been in that drink."I-I feel dizzy," I whispered, forcing the words out as I fought the growing urge to just let go and fall into unconsciousness."I know," he said.His voice—his words—sounded too normal. Too indifferent. And that sent a shiver crawling up my spine like ice.How could he sound so calm seeing the way I was? The way my body barely r
I stood before my small mirror, staring at my oddly boyish reflection. The dim lighting cast faint shadows across my face, accentuating the unfamiliar angles and sharpness that never truly belonged to me. For a moment, I couldn’t even remember who I was.Because I wasn’t really me. This—this reflection staring back at me—was a working copy of a guy who never should have existed. A façade I crafted, a person I invented and carefully molded, until everyone around me believed in the illusion.And when all of this is over… what will become of me? What happens when I have to erase this identity and vanish into the shadows again? What will happen to Justin, who will suddenly lose a friend he’s found in me?My heart clenched tightly in my chest, as though gripped by an unseen hand. The pain that resonated through it made me wince, sharp and aching, like a wound I couldn’t see but felt with every breath.I didn’t know what it would be like for him—losing me. But I knew all too well what it wo
Lately, I've found myself making more mistakes than usual, and it's starting to terrify me. I can’t help but wonder if I’ve already ruined my chances—whatever they were. I don’t know what’s happening to me. I used to be focused, sharp, reliable. But now? It's like everything crumbles the moment he walks into the room.Every task, every little responsibility turns into a disaster with just a glance from him. It’s not like he does it on purpose. He’s not even aware of the kind of chaos his presence causes me. But still, it’s hard to breathe, let alone think straight, when he’s near.“Brian?”His voice broke through my thoughts, sharp and commanding, making me jolt upright from where I sat. I stood faster than I should have, the chair scraping loudly against the tiled floor. My heartbeat stuttered, and I hated how reactive I’d become around him.These past few days, it feels like my name’s been called more times than it ever has in my entire life. If names could wear out from being spoke
“Get ready.”His voice sliced through the air like a blade—calm but commanding, the kind of tone you don’t question. It wasn’t loud, but it didn’t have to be. There was weight behind it. Power. Presence. The kind that stiffens your spine even before your brain catches up.“Me?” I asked, my voice barely more than a whisper. As if the silence had swallowed up my confidence.But deep down, I already knew the answer. He wasn’t talking to anyone else.Justin’s eyes locked with mine across the room. There was something unreadable in his gaze. Not harsh. Not soft. Just...intense. My pulse fluttered beneath my skin, but I straightened my back and swallowed the nerves bubbling in my chest.“Get ready,” he said again, firmly, and ended the call without breaking eye contact.No explanation. No reassurance. Just that one line and the heavy sense that something important was coming.I opened my mouth to ask where we were headed, what I needed to prepare for, but he spoke again, cutting off my thou
I quickly cleaned up the office, tidying up every stray piece of paper, aligning pens, and ensuring the files were perfectly organized. A soft smile tugged at my lips, the satisfaction of a job well done warming me from the inside. I knew he would appreciate the effort, or at least I hoped he would.I carried myself over to my small desk, the familiar click of my shoes against the polished floor accompanying my thoughts. Settling down, I checked through the files, ensuring everything was in order before I glanced up—waiting for him.The door creaked open.Justin walked in.I stood up without thinking, my body reacting before my mind could fully process."Good morning, sir!" I greeted, my voice brighter than I intended, my eyes sparkling with the eagerness that always stirred within me whenever he entered the room.But, to my surprise, he didn’t respond. His eyes didn’t even meet mine. He simply walked over to his desk, pulled his laptop out, and began turning it on.A slight frown cre
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