Monday morning arrived far too quickly. The elevator ride up to the executive floor of Blackwood Corp felt like a slow march toward my hell, doom, and possible end. I had decided to dress down today, violently avoiding anything red or remotely appealing. Instead, I wore a slightly ruffled black dress that stopped below my knee and a blue blazer jacket, my hair in a plush bun. And after downing three cups of coffee, I knew I could do this. Lie. I can't do this. I can't handle this at all. My heart pounded against my ribs, my palms damp as I clutched my bag. But despite the anxiety clawing at my throat, a sense of satisfaction settled deep in my chest. I had gotten the position. Not my traitor of a best friend. That fact alone made this worth it. I told myself this job was a fresh start, a chance to prove myself, but when I stepped into Ethan’s office, I realized just how naive I had been. He stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows, hands in his pockets, looking effortlessly
I was barely two hours into my day when my phone buzzed with an internal call from Ethan’s office.I exhaled sharply before answering, here we go again. “Yes, sir?”“Bring the documents from my desk and make three copies. Now.”The line went dead. No please, I didn't want to go to this office but there was no room for negotiation. I gritted my teeth but grabbed the damn files anyway.Ethan barely glanced at me when I walked in. He was behind his massive desk, flipping through emails on his laptop. The room smelled like expensive cologne and power, a scent that was quickly becoming suffocating.I moved toward the copy machine in the corner, trying to do my job and leave as fast as possible, but his voice cut through the silence.“You and your mother,” he mused. “You guys are not close at all, are you?”My hands shook for half a second before I continued. “I don’t see how that’s relevant.”Ethan leaned back in his chair, watching me like a hunter amused by his prey’s weak attempt at esc
The donut sat in the small paper bag on my desk, mocking me because deep down I knew I couldn't pull this off.I stared at it, tapping my fingers on my, debating whether I should just throw the damn thing away.It seemed like a good idea this morning. A peace offering it was a small, almost ridiculous way to break the ice before I apologized to Ethan. Because I owed him one.I wasn’t the type to regret my words, but the second that comment about his mother had left my mouth, I knew I had crossed a line. A deep one. The kind that couldn’t be erased with a simple “I didn’t mean it.”Because I had meant it, at the time I meant every single word I said.I had wanted to hurt him. I hated the way he always seemed so untouchable, so unaffected by anything. And now, after reading the truth, after seeing what his childhood had really been like, I knew just how wrong I had been.I sighed, rubbing a hand over my face.The office was alive with its usual morning buzz, but I hadn’t seen him yet.E
The wedding rehearsal dinner was exactly what I had expected, it was lavish, excessive, and filled with people who thrived on appearances.It was the kind of event where people pretended to be happy, pretended to be invested, but in reality, they were just waiting for the perfect moment to sink their claws into someone else's life, and my mother was at the center of it all.She laughed a little too loudly, touched Robert a little too often, and made sure every single person in the room knew how “blissfully happy” she was. But it wasn’t just Robert she was entertaining. I caught the way men looked at her as if she were a prize to be won. She knew it too, and from the way she entertained them I was almost certain she had found her next husband here.But if you ask me, This rehearsal dinner was pointless. My mother and Robert had been married more times than I could count, if anyone knew how to say “I do,” it was them.I drained my third glass of wine, feeling the more then fed up, the w
His lips was hovering just above mine it was close enough that I could feel the warmth of his every breath, his heart beating, and how his breathing felt almost hitched.I could see the tiny specs of gold in grey eyes, how long his lashes were, how thick his brows were. He was incredibly handsome.Not that I didn't notice before, it was as if I felt more aware of that fact.I was entirely frozen, rooted to the spot, completely stuck in the space between fight and surrender. This was wrong in extreme ways and yet, I didn’t pull away from his electric kiss.Ethan’s fingers lightly went up my arm, barely touching me but still enough to leave a trail of heat as he went in circle, his eyes never left mine, dark with desire and he was waiting for me to come undone, he was daring me to make the next move, but I wasn't going to.I swallowed hard. “This is a mistake.”His smirk deepened, but there was something different in his gaze now, it made my stomach twist in ways I wasn’t prepared for.
I did everything I could to avoid Ethan at work after what happened at the rehearsal dinner. I buried myself in paperwork, took the longest possible routes to my desk, and even dragged Rachel to lunch with me just to make sure I wasn’t alone.I had made a decision to never kiss Ethan Blackwood again, I was not even going to be in the same room with him for more than five minutes, but of course none of my plans and efforts were going to work.My phone buzzed with a message.Ethan Blackwood: My office. Now. Bring the files from the bottom drawer.My stomach twisted in knots. I had barely slept last night, the memory of his lips, the kiss and his touch was tattooed in my mind. I could still feel the way he had pulled me close, how his hands had roamed, how he had looked at me like he wanted to devour me whole. And now, he wanted me in his office?No! But he was my boss, I couldn't defy him.I took a deep breath, grabbed the files, and forced myself to walk like I wasn’t seconds away from
Today was the day my mother was getting married again.I had put up my best fake smile as her designated chief bridesmaid knowing fully well that month after this wedding we won't be on speaking terms till she divorces Robert and eventually gets remarried.But on the positive side, champagne and cheers right?This has to be her best and most expensive wedding yet, from the classical music to the pristine white roses lining the aisles, and a sea of finely dressed guests watching as my mother prepared to say I do for the seventh time.I should have been focused on the moment. On the vows and the opulence bullshit, or on my mother’s ridiculous display of affection as she batted her lashes at Robert, giggling like a teenager.But I wasn’t interested in any of that shit because Ethan was here.I had avoided him like the fucking plague since I slapped him.He stood a few feet away, looking like he belonged in a goddamn magazine, his suit tailored to perfection, his tie slightly loosened, al
I had swore to avoid the devil's spawn on the reception, but then his hand was on my waist.I sucked in a painful breath as I turned to face him, my heart beating hard against my ribs. I hadn’t even noticed when he had taken my hand, guiding me into the dance floor“Relax,” Ethan murmured, his breath warm against my ear. “You’re acting like I’m about to eat you alive.”I stiffened. “Aren’t you?”His lips curved into a slow, cocky smirk. “Depends. Would you let me?”My stomach clenched.“And besides, I wouldn't do anything you didn't want me to do.”I hated how he got under my skin so effortlessly, how his low taunting voice felt like it was undoing me from the inside out.We moved in perfect sync, his fingers pressing just a little too firmly against my waist, his body too close, the space between us practically nonexistent.“Come, let's dance.” How could I say no to a face like that?Every brush of our bodies sent heat deep in my stomach, my breathing became uneven.“Do you feel it,”
I turned back to Ethan, his hand still hovering like he wanted to reach for me again but didn’t dare.“Ethan,” I said, almost begging him to say, “What were you going to say?”His eyes met mine. “Don’t trust her, Sophie.”My pulse jumped. “Why? Make me believe you just don't tell me what to do.” He opened his mouth to speak but then Rachel appeared with a smile on her face.She was dressed in something effortless and expensive, her designer sunglasses pushed up into her waves. She looked like a magazine cover come to life.“Sophie, oh my God,” she said, eyeing me from head to toe. “That dress is stunning on you, you’re glowing!”I blinked, still wanting Ethan to speak, but I could tell he wasn't going to Rachel's gaze went right past Ethan like he wasn’t even breathing in the same room.“I’m parked outside. Come on, they’re expecting us you are gonna thank me by noon.”She held out her hand and I was about to take it, Ethan stepped between us.“She’s not going with you.”Rachel’s sm
Sophie's POVRachel kept on talking as if what Ethan was saying wasn't her concern.“Well don't listen to Ethan, what I planned was amazing.” Her eyes gleaming with excitement. “It will be just us girls and I have got us booked at Valentina’s, with all the VIP things, steam rooms, facials, massages—the works.” She paused and glared at Ethan. “You will love it, Sophie. So relaxing, play you need to loosen up.”I opened my mouth, unsure what to say.Ethan didn’t say anything., but I could sense that he had a lot to say. “I thought it would be nice for her to get a break from all… this.”She waved vaguely toward him, but we both knew what she meant, that Ethan was the problem here.That’s when Ethan coughed out loud.Rachel flinched before regaining her sugar-drenched composure. “Just saying—it’s bonding and I am trying.”Ethan stepped forward, clenching his jaw. “Sophie is not going anywhere.”Rachel scoffed, tossing her hair over her shoulder like the queen of chaos she thought she wa
Sophie's POVEthan was pacing my room, like a mad man on rampage and I actually understood where he was coming from.“He’s been sending money to Callahan.” He repeated.He kept walking and then finally he started staggering and the, his back but the wall and he sank like his legs gave up on him, he looked like he was about to drown.His hands clawed at his shirt, as he was hyperventilating.I walked up to him and then dropped to my knees to stay beside him. “Ethan, hey please look at me.”But he didn’t look.“Ethan—look at me.” I repeated as I cupped his face trying to make him feel calm, my thumbs brushed over his cheeks. His eyes were glassy like he wanted to cry, but he was trying to hold it together.“Breathe with me,” I said calmly. “Okay? In... one, two... hold it. Now out. Nice and slow.”I repeated it until I felt him mimic my breathing and then his breathing calmed down, our backs were against the wall looking like two people whose life was over.He let his head fall forward
Sophie's POVI didn't know what to say, but Ethan was giving me a very apologetic look, but my look was anything but accommodating.He needed to know that his mere presence wasn't going to change anything.“What the hell are you doing in my house?”“I need just five minutes of your time.” He said and I nodded because it was rare to see Ethan Blackwood begging for something from a common girl like me. “I came to apologize.”A laugh escaped from my lips before I could stop it. “It’s a little too late for that, don’t you think?”“Sophie—”“No, do not say my name like we are still fine and like you didn’t shut me down and tell me to mind my business when all I did was trying to care.”He flinched at words, I was pleased that she was flinching like he should.“I was angry and I wasn’t thinking—”“Exactly,” I cut him short. “You weren’t thinking Ethan you were freaking spiraling, and I tried to help and you practically told me to disappear.”His silence only made me more angry and when I lo
Ethan's POVI have been missing Sophie, and I have been a terrible asshole that doesn't deserve her one bit.she was too kind, he was like a freaking saint who but up with me ever fucking time, she could do way better than a broken bastard like me but she still stayed.But it doesn't change the fact that I still wanted her.I know I hurt her. Maybe not with my hands, but with my words first and then my silence.I could apologize. But I won’t, because apologies don’t fix people like me.I want to make myself believe that she was better off without a sadistic mother fucker like me and a woman like her needs someone softer, who doesn’t wake up every morning with a bitter ass mood and snaps when he didn't .Still… I miss her.But not enough to seek her out.But the only thing I've been doing right this week is following Callahan, and the bastard's life was indeed monotonous.I parked my car behind him, as he stepped out of his sleek black BMW at Silver Pines Golf Club, he was laughing int
ONE WEEK LATER- Sophie's POVIt had been a week, seven freaking long, quiet days since Ethan last spoke to me.He hadn’t called or even texted, I didn't even get a forwarded meme or a “hey.”And I didn’t reach out either, not because I didn’t want to, but because I meant what I said. If he wants to talk to me, he knows where to find me.And more importantly, he owed me an apology. I wasn’t going to chase someone who could so easily brush me off like I was just another person in his life So when Monday came and I went to the site for the hotel expansion because we have been neglecting it. If he wanted to pretend I didn’t exist, fine. I could still work without him.I didn't know if it was because I hadn't been here for a while but everything came together just perfectly, to say that it was stunning was an incredible understatement.It was regal with floor to ceiling windows and it didn’t look like something built in under a year.“This is impressive,” I muttered to myself as I smooth
We were just about to leave when the receptionist called me back."Miss? Miss — could I have a word?"I turned, blinking, to find her standing halfway out from behind her desk, her hands were fidgeting nervously with the hem of her cardigan as she glanced around, as if afraid of being overheard.Would you mind if I spoke to you... alone for a moment?" she asked, her voice polite but still sounding very urgent.I blinked but before I could answer, she turned her apologetic smile toward Ethan."Sir, if you don't mind—?" she gestured vaguely toward the parking lot.Ethan looked between us, frowning slightly, looking at her very suspiciously as he always looked at everyone. But after a few seconds, he gave her a small shrug and muttered, "I'll be in the car," before stepping fully outside."I'm sorry," she said in a rush, "I just... I needed to catch you before you left."I shifted my bag higher on my shoulder. "It’s okay. What is it?"She glanced toward the door, as if checking to make
As we left the hospital, I took in a deep breath, but it didn’t help.Ethan walked in front without waiting for me, his shoulders tight, his head down like he, I hurried after him.We pulled out of the hospital lot as we drove in silence, there was a lot I wanted to ask but I couldn't find the right words to say them.But then finally, I couldn’t take it anymore."So," I said carefully trying to keep my tone neutral, "What’s the plan? What exactly do you want to do now?"He stared straight ahead as his eyes were locked on the road. His knuckles were so tight on the steering wheel, they looked almost white and bloodless."What else? We will visit Rose Callahan," he said without hesitation.I studied him quietly, feeling his uneasy he was, there was more to this, so much more he wasn't willing to share."Ethan," I said slowly, "I’m not dumb. Something’s going on between you and your ex-stepmother, I am not dumb not to notice and that whole thing back there? That wasn’t nothing."His re
The second she said his name, it was like an electric shock shot straight through Ethan. His body tensed, his usual composed exterior cracking as his eyes locked onto the nurse with an intensity that almost startled me. His reaction wasn’t subtle in any way it was as if someone had just tossed a bucket of ice-cold water over him, and he was struggling to process it.He looked both relieved and scared at the same time, and it was understandable. I could practically feel his anxiety pressing on my chest.“You worked with Dr. Callahan?” Ethan asked, his voice desperate. The nurse blinked at him, a little startled by his intensity. “Yeah. Unfortunately,” she muttered as she didn't try to hide her bitterness. “For a long time.”“Can I—” Ethan paused, swallowing the words as though they were fighting their way out of him. “Can I ask you some questions about him?”He asked it like she was offering something precious, like every word she could give him was the missing piece to a puzzle tha