Monday morning arrived with a chill in the air and a quiet kind of unease. The office buzzed, yet everything felt a little heavier. Lily sat at her desk, sipping lukewarm coffee, her thoughts still tangled in Friday's rooftop lunch and William's distant eyes.
The silence between them hadn’t lifted. If anything, it had deepened. She opened her inbox, scanning the usual reports and updates. Her eyes glazed over the spreadsheets until Clara walked over, mumbling, "You okay? You look like you had coffee made by sadness." Lily groaned. "Your boss is out of control." "William? What did he do now?" "He’s turned into the most annoying human being alive." Just then, as if summoned, William walked past Lily's desk and dropped a new stack of files. "I want these revised and submitted before lunch. And don’t ask Ross for help." Lily gaped. "Why not Ross? We’re on the same team!" "Your handwriting is neater," William said without turning back. Clara stifled a silent laugh. Lily sighed. This man was driving her crazy. By noon, William had found new ways to sabotage her peace. He "accidentally" deleted Ross’ presentation slides, then reassigned the pitch to Lily. He relocated her desk to the cabin next to his claiming "administrative reshuffling." When she protested, he offered her coffee — in a mug that said "Best Employee Who Doesn’t Flirt With Colleagues." She stormed into his cabin. "Are you serious right now?" William looked up calmly. "I am always serious." "You moved my desk, overloaded me with work, and now this mug?" He shrugged. "Team spirit." She narrowed her eyes. "You don’t want me talking to Ross." "You think he’s your type?" Lily glared. "And what exactly is my type?" He leaned back in his chair, lips twitching. "Well, clearly not me. Otherwise, you’d have accepted my hundred-thousand-dollar offer." She blinked. "Which thousand - dollor- what - the - heck". William replied, "That one night stand...." Lily clenched her fist, "About that. I already have that amount, thank you very much." William snorted. "You actually believed that? That wasn’t real." Her face dropped. "Wait... What?" "Why would I give you that much money for one night? I didn't hire you. It was mutual. You wanted, I wanted. We did it. I offered those dollars to annoy you. You took it seriously?" Lily turned bright red. "You’re impossible!" "And yet, here you are. Still working for me." She stomped out. In the evening, Lily collapsed on the couch in Clara’s office. "I’m quitting. I can’t handle this man anymore." Clara tossed her a chocolate. "You say that every Monday." "No, I mean it this time. He moved my desk like I’m some object he can place closer just to keep me away from Ross." "So... you and Ross?" "No! But William thinks something is going on. I swear, if he calls another team meeting just to cancel Ross's leaves, I’m done." Clara laughed. "You should see how he looks when Ross offers you coffee." Lily buried her face in the cushion. "I want to disappear." Meanwhile, across town, Nany was sitting on the back of Justin's bike, holding a melting ice cream cone. "You seriously took me to a tea stall for our first date?" she asked. "It has five-star reviews online. Mostly from old uncles, but still," Justin winked. She giggled. "You’re ridiculous." He leaned closer. "Only for you." They shared quiet laughs as they rode through the empty streets. Nany had never felt this kind of carefree before. But somewhere in the back of her mind, a small voice wondered: how can someone so perfect be real? Back in the office the next day, Ross was speaking quietly to Clara at the coffee machine. "You think Lily would ever give me a chance?" Clara tilted her head. "Maybe. She smiles when you walk in. That’s something." "She’s smart. Kind. She’s not like others. I think she’s the one." Unbeknownst to them, William had stepped into the hallway and heard everything. He didn’t speak. Just clenched his jaw and walked away. But something had shifted. The game had just begun.Monday morning arrived with a chill in the air and a quiet kind of unease. The office buzzed, yet everything felt a little heavier. Lily sat at her desk, sipping lukewarm coffee, her thoughts still tangled in Friday's rooftop lunch and William's distant eyes.The silence between them hadn’t lifted. If anything, it had deepened.She opened her inbox, scanning the usual reports and updates. Her eyes glazed over the spreadsheets until Clara walked over, mumbling, "You okay? You look like you had coffee made by sadness."Lily groaned. "Your boss is out of control.""William? What did he do now?""He’s turned into the most annoying human being alive."Just then, as if summoned, William walked past Lily's desk and dropped a new stack of files. "I want these revised and submitted before lunch. And don’t ask Ross for help."Lily gaped. "Why not Ross? We’re on the same team!""Your handwriting is neater," William said without turning back.Clara stifled a silent laugh.Lily sighed. This man wa
The atmosphere in the office had shifted.Not in a way anyone could point out directly. There were no raised voices, no missed deadlines. But there was a certain weight in the air. Like something had been said without being spoken, and no one quite knew what to do with it.William had kept to himself.More than usual.Meetings were shorter. Emails, precise. Instructions, crisp. He didn’t linger at Lily’s desk like he sometimes did. He didn’t ask for updates in person. Everything came through formal channels. All professional. All distant.Clara noticed first."Is he... mad at you?" she whispered one afternoon, sliding into the chair beside Lily with a pastry in one hand and concern in her eyes.Lily shook her head. "No. At least, I don’t think so."But truthfully, she didn’t know.She hadn’t spoken to William directly since their ride back from the legal department two days ago. And while nothing terrible had happened, something unspoken had settled between them like mist.Ross, on th
The office was quieter than usual the next morning. The energy from the charity event had fizzled out, leaving behind the usual mess of paperwork, receipts, and unanswered emails. Lily walked in early, a fresh cup of coffee in hand, her heels echoing faintly on the polished floor. The walls, lined with soft sunlight, made everything feel a little too calm.She wasn’t sure if the awkward silence from the night before was still lingering in her own mind or if the air itself felt heavier. William had walked her to the car. He hadn’t said much. He rarely did. But something in his silence stayed with her all night, like a note that never faded.Ross was already in, seated on the corner of her desk, typing something quickly into his phone. He looked up as she entered and grinned."Early bird?""Trying to stay ahead of the inbox monster," she replied.He held out a second coffee. "Double shot. I guessed right."She blinked, surprised. "You did. That’s almost scary.""Lucky guess," he said wi
The morning air buzzed with quiet anticipation. The company was hosting its annual charity auction — a semi-formal affair with too much planning and far too little time. The hotel ballroom had been booked, the guest list finalized, and still, Lily felt the nerves dance beneath her skin.She stood in front of the mirror, adjusting the soft pastel blue dress Clara, a friendly office colleague had convinced her to wear. It wasn’t her usual style — high neckline, open back, cinched waist — but it made her feel oddly… elegant.“It brings out your eyes,” Clara had said with a teasing wink.A knock at her apartment door broke her thoughts.It opened a second later without waiting — Ross.He was new. Hired just a week ago as the interim PR head, temporarily replacing Samantha after her dramatic exit. Clara had handpicked him, claiming they needed someone with charisma and crowd-control experience. Ross certainly had both — easy on the eyes, with sharp features, a confident gait, and an annoyi
Later that night, Lily opened her inbox and found a strange email. No subject, no sender name. Just a line:"Watch your back. You’re playing in a bigger game than you think."Attached was a PDF: a conversation between Natasha and someone named Jimmy.Lily’s heart pounded.Jimmy = Justin Millar!She skimmed through the messages. It was simple official conversation, but nothing criminal. Still, Natasha and Justin were in touch behind the scenes.She picked up her phone and texted Nany:We need to dig deeper. Something’s off.---The next morning at the office, William called an emergency team meeting.“Due to irregularities found in internal audits,” he announced, “an internal investigation will begin starting today.”Samantha paled.Everyone else began whispering.Lily watched Samantha’s expression turn stony.William’s eyes met Lily’s briefly before he turned away.She could sense it.The game had begun.And this time, she wasn’t the pawn.She might be the queen.---The air in the of
The buzz of the grand company event still lingered in the air the next morning, though the glitz had faded into silence. Lily had left the venue early, the echoes of whispered judgments and fake smiles still haunting her. Now, as she stepped back into the office, everything looked the same—but felt entirely different.The office felt unusually still that morning—eerily silent, like the moment just before thunder cracks open a dark sky.Lily stood near the elevator, organizing the last few files she had retrieved from the records room. Her heels clicked softly against the marbled floor as she made her way to William’s office. She was early—perhaps too early. But after the week she had endured—being framed, humiliated in front of her colleagues, and barely getting through Natasha's sharp remarks—she had started arriving earlier and leaving later. It was the only way to keep her head above water.As she reached the CEO’s office, the door was slightly ajar. William was already inside, sta