Nicholas Rosalie walks into my office looking amazing as always. There's a file in her hand as she makes her way to my desk."Good morning, sir." She gives me a brief smile before placing the file on my table. "I've compiled a list of eligible people that can take over after I leave."My brows furrow, "After you leave? What do you mean after you leave?""I quit, remember?" She gives me a look.Of course, I remember! It was the worst day of my life. "Yeah, I remember. I mean, you agreed to give me a second chance so I-"You thought taking me to dinner and asking for two days every week to do more of that would keep me here as your secretary? So that's what the whole second chance is about?" Rosalie's expression falls and I almost kick myself in the ankle for messing up again. "God, how could I have been so foolish!" She dumbs the file on my table, turns around, and walks out immediately. She doesn't stop or answer when I call her.I follow after her and go into her office without k
Rosalie “I didn’t think you’d ever say yes,” Zane says, snapping me out of my thoughts. What’s wrong with me? From the moment we sat down, all I’ve done is think about Nicholas.I was surprised when he asked for another chance to earn my forgiveness. At first, I was convinced he only felt bad because I'm good at my job. The way he acted when he first heard about me going on a date surprised me, but he was quiet the rest of the day. Perhaps he was just caught off-guard, and he didn’t care nearly as much as I thought he did. That should make me feel far more relieved than it does, and it should not be filling me with dull disappointment.Zane picked me up at the office, and I was so certain Nicholas would do or say something, but he didn’t. Instead, he merely glanced at us from his office before refocusing on his work, as though he couldn’t care less.“Why wouldn’t I?”Zane smirks and leans in. “You don’t know what everyone in the media business calls you, do you?”I chuckle and rest my
Rosalie Who would have ever thought, in a thousand years that I'd be sitting at the park and having a picnic with my boss?Not me.It's getting late, and the park is almost empty. Although, It's not as if we showed up early either. Ever since Nicholas told me he liked me, three days ago I have been avoiding him. I know it was unprofessional and cowardly of me but I couldn't care less. The man I'd spent so long crushing on was now giving me the attention I once craved immensely. And all it took was for me to quit my job.It feels surreal."No, Natalia isn't in love with me. Besides we both know the only reason we're married was just because my grandfather wanted to help out his friend. If we're been honest we both know she's more in love with my black card and the endless shopping sprees." Nicholas says explaining his marital situation.My expression saddens me, "Why would your grandfather do that to you? Forcing you into a loveless marriage? That's mean." The words are out of my
Rosalie I smile as I lean back in my desk chair and scroll through the photos I took with Grams. I’ve been going to see her every other day after work, and she seems to be doing so much better. Her new nurses are kind and incredibly professional, going as far as sending me hourly updates about her. It’s such a relief to know that she’s in good hands. I owe it all to Nicholas and his team. He provided a team of nurses to take care of Gram. We've been spending as much time as we can together, and he always makes sure to ask about her. Apparently, he and Grams seem to have talked the day he crashed my date. I wonder how he was able to know all those things about me. Well, apart from the sudoku part. Anyone can tell that. He told me he called Grams and told her how he felt about me. She told him about my hobbies. And now because of Grams, he knows I refer to him as the Devil himself.I smirk and bite down on my lip as my thoughts turn to him. He truly seems to be trying his best to b
Rosalie I walk out of the restroom after washing my hands and drying it. I make sure my face doesn't have evidence of my earlier breakdown.I seem to have been doing that a lot lately since Nicholas noticed me more.As I make my way back to my office, I remember the way Natalia's eyes flashed as she turned around and walked into his office, her gaze focused on me for a moment before she slammed the door closed behind her. There’s no way he can call the marriage off without informing her father first, but I wish he could. I wish he had just told her that they were through.As I walk into my office Nicholas calls for me before I can take a seat. I walk into his office, watch Nicholas, and clench my jaw. “Would you like me to make a dinner reservation for you two, darling? Or shall I send her another hundred roses?”Nicholas bites back a smile, his gaze suddenly far warmer than it was before. “Come here, Rosalie.”I push off the wall and walk toward him, my anger boiling over. He chuckl
Rosalie As I made my way home from Grams' place, my mind was filled with a whirlwind of emotions. I couldn't help but feel both happy and conflicted about my feelings for Nicholas. The guilt weighed heavily on my heart because he was married, but at the same time, thinking of being with him brought me so much happiness. I decided not to tell Grams about Nicholas, knowing she would ask if he and I were dating. I didn't have the heart to tell her the truth, afraid of disappointing her. I didn't want her to see me as a homewrecker and a disappointment. So, I brushed it off and assured her that we were just good friends.As I approached my front door, something felt off. It was unlocked, which was unusual. But I didn't think much of it and stepped inside. That's when everything turned into a nightmare. After stepped in and locked the door behind me, out of nowhere, I was struck from behind, and the world went dark brieflyWhen I regained consciousness, I found myself on the floor and
Nicholas I was sitting at my desk, going through the contract I signed with Natalia's father. Trying to focus was tough though, with thoughts of Rosalie clouding my mind. I have to deal with this wannabe before whoever he is, ruins my chances with Rosalie. The only reason why she even gave me a chance to take her out twice a week is because she's convinced no one knows about us. I never told her about this unknown person because I assumed I'd have handled the fucker and forgotten him in the past.But now, I think he's a threat.Just as I was about to give in and tell Harper to find out who sent that creepy image of Rosalie at the ATM, my phone rang, totally increasing my already ruined mood.I answered the call all angry and agitated, ready to give the person on the other end a piece of my mind. "Hello," the voice was calm. "Is this Mr. Nicholas?" The woman asked."Yeah, this is Nicholas," I snapped. "Hi, how are you?" I was about to snap at the person for delaying, but then, a
Nicholas As soon as we arrived at the hospital, I wasted no time in getting the doctors to attend to Rosalie immediately. I couldn't bear to see her in pain. Once I was assured that she was being attended to, I asked Maverick to help me pick up her family so they could come see her. But when he returned, he only had her grandmother with him. Grams looked worried, "Oh, my sweet child." She exclaims after she lays eyes on Rosalie. There's a bandage across her head, her hair lays scattered around her face. Her lips were dry and she looked like she was asleep, but the small cuts on her face and arms explained otherwise. I moved to stand beside her grandmother," She's going to be okay, Mary." I assured her and myself.Just then the doctor walked in, with his clipboard in hand. "Doctor, how is she doing?" Mary asks hastily. I was worried for her health too. I can't imagine the toll it must be taking to see her grandchild in this state.Fuck, now that I'm thinking about it, I shouldn't