Erin dedicated herself to understanding every aspect of the Yurich Corporation. Her mind throbbed with uncertainty, grappling with decisions that weighed heavily on her. Doubt lingered about her ability to lead Yurich effectively.
Aside from the chief finance officer, she was among those responsible for signing the checks. However, she could not determine where the man's loyalty indeed lay in this capacity.
Orion's chest tightened as if a dagger had plunged deep within him while he gazed at Erin. Clenching his fists, he struggled to find the right words for the young woman. Emotion was a luxury he couldn't afford; he was there to protect her, though that wasn't his true mission. He was meant to hurt her, and the gravity of his actual purpose was slipping from his mind.He was there to inflict harm, a fact he was dangerously close to forgetting amidst the turmoil of his conflicting missions.A pivotal change in both of their lives had caused a transformation in Orion's feelings. Jenna's reminders jolted him back to reality, reminding him that he stood by E
Erin found herself in a state of confusion regarding the dynamics between her and Orion. Instead of succumbing to tears, she diverted her attention to office matters. But despite her efforts to focus on work, thoughts of Orion lingered persistently in her mind.She had often felt a sense of significance in her connection with Orion. Still, there were instances when reaching him seemed challenging. Abruptly, he departed without bringing her along.
"What was that, Erin?" Zach inquired after escorting her out of the building. Erin trembled with fear and anger, the echoes of Shania's words haunting her. Unable to contain her tears any longer, she wondered how long she would endure the aftermath of what had transpired. "Who is Daryl?" Zach pressed for answers, sensing there was more to the story. Reluctantly, Erin hesitated to share the details of her past with Zach, fearing judgment. She believed it was sufficient that he knew some aspects of her relationship with the Arvessos. "Take me away from here, Zach. Please..." Her tears flowed freely, and her chest tightened with overwhelming sorrow. Understanding her distress, Zach offered his support as he guided her to his car. "I'll take you to my apartment. No buts! It would help if you had someone, and I wouldn't allow you to be alone while 'that' person is away from your penthouse. Is that okay with you?" he reassured. Erin's mind was too chaotic to respond, so she sim
"I'm just your friend and not in a position to judge you. You're not judging me either," Zach exhaled audibly. "It seemed like you had some wild friends back then. That Jenna," he shook his head before continuing, "from the first time I saw her, I didn't trust her. What I'm trying to figure out is why you got involved with Michael."Erin acknowledged her lapse in judgment. "I don't know. I needed a friend at that time, and Michael seemed to be my defender in that situation. I needed an ally, and he deceived me. I'm still grateful to him in some strange way."
"Go, Orion! I don't want to see you!" She threw a pillow at him, her strength failing her. Orion gritted his teeth. "I'm not leaving. Do you think I'll just let you stay here alone, especially after someone entered without us knowing? If they managed to get in while I'm here, what more if you're alone?" She couldn't help but release a bitter laugh. "You wanted to protect me from others, and yet, here I am, feeling endangered with you! May I remind you that you left me alone in the office last night? Not a single message, not a single inquiry about how I was. And now you're telling me you need to protect me? Leave, Orion!" After uttering those words, Erin stood up and headed to her room. Orion clenched his fists as if wanting to strike something, but he couldn't bring himself to stop her. Her words had struck him deeply. Erin found herself unable to halt the tears streaming down her face within the confines of her room. As noon approached, and after enduring hours of emotion
The atmosphere on Erin's floor was charged with tension, evident in the uneasy demeanor of her colleagues. Speculation buzzed through the air, fueled by the collective belief that Mika Luchesi, Michael's sister, held a pivotal role as their primary supplier. Erin, sensing the palpable nervousness, surveyed her surroundings. The air was thick with apprehension, and she could tell her boldness was unsettling to her coworkers. Fixing a stern gaze on Mika, Erin sought to establish a protective stance, ready to confront any potential threats. "You have no right to harm anyone on my staff!" Erin's voice cut through the tension, earning admiration from those who perceived her willingness to go to great lengths to safeguard her team, even against a major supplier like Mika. Jenna, aiding Mika to her feet, responded defiantly, "He's just a bodyguard! Would you really jeopardize Yurich's ties with Makeup and Co. to protect that man?" "Whether it's a bodyguard, janitor, or any other Yurich e
Erin was well aware that her spoken commitments carried significant weight. Yet, she remained resolute in her determination to delve into the matter. Upon her return to her office, she promptly dispatched messages to the outlets where Yurich cosmetics were available. "That was a bold move, Erin," Orion remarked as he closed the door. During meetings, Erin had to wear a Bluetooth monitor, ensuring that Orion could hear the discussions taking place on the board. She didn't mind, fully aware that he was the actual shareholder in Yurich, not herself. She had no plans to speak with the man, but she raised her gaze to Orion, wanting to ask if he also lacked trust in her. "While it's accurate that makeup has a two-year expiration once opened, it's crucial to grasp that each product still retains chemicals. I'm concerned about potential lawsuits from customers who might develop skin allergies. Therefore, it's necessary to dispose of these makeup items," Erin explained. "How do you p
Orion tenderly caressed Erin's cheek, his fingers delicately tracing the contours of her cheeks, ears, and neck. He tightened his embrace around her, relishing the pleasure that surged through his body as she pressed against him once again. This was a sensation he had yearned for in the past few days. "You feel so good, Erin. I've longed for these lips," he murmured, his thumb gently brushing against her lips, accompanied by a sharp pang in his chest. "Thank you for the flowers!" Erin exclaimed; her gaze fixed on the expansive bouquet. The flowers were Orion's way of expressing apology. Initially, he had planned to create some distance, sensing her determination to avoid him. Despite his desire to be near her, he could perceive the pain in her eyes as he stood beside her. Yet, the harsh reality struck him deeply. "Have you forgiven me?" Orion inquired simply. "My feelings are rather delicate," she replied with a playful tone. "I'm truly sorry about that morning." Orion co