로그인EmmaI stay curled up on the couch for what feels like forever, my legs tucked tightly beneath me as if I’m trying to make myself smaller, disappear somehow. The tears that once streamed down my face have dried into stiff, uncomfortable tracks, but I don’t bother wiping them away. I barely even notice them anymore. My eyes remain fixed on nothing, staring straight ahead while the world around me feels distant, blurred, like I’m no longer fully part of it.My phone rests heavily in my hands, its screen now dark after the call that shattered everything inside me. Knox’s voice still echoes in my head. His words replay over and over, each repetition cutting deeper than the last. My chest tightens painfully every time I hear them again in my mind, until breathing feels like a struggle. I try to push the thoughts away, to silence them even for a moment, but they come back louder, harsher, dragging me closer to a breaking point I can’t seem to escape.The phone starts ringing again.And
KnoxI lean back in my leather chair, the dim desk lamp glows across the stacks of papers scattered in front of me. The clock on the wall says it’s well past 6 p.m, I can't go home now. There are too many things unresolved, too many loose ends circling in my head. I grab my phone, scroll to Ben’s name, and hit call. He answers after two rings, his voice heavy with exhaustion.“Knox? What’s going on, man?”I rub the back of my neck, feeling the tight knots built up from hours of stress. “The plan failed. Everything went wrong tonight.”Ben mutters a sharp curse. “Damn, what happened?”“Monica passed the drug test,” I say, keeping my voice steady even though anger simmers underneath. “Completely clean. Not a trace of anything. I need you to dig deeper on her. I’m not letting her walk away from this without consequences.”There’s a brief silence as he processes it. When he speaks again, disbelief is clear in his tone. “But those pictures, we saw her using it. It was obvious. How does s
MonicaAfter ending the call with Knox, I drive home with my hands clamped tightly around the steering wheel, my knuckles turning pale from the pressure. The fear I felt earlier about the drug test is completely gone. In its place, a burning rage takes over every part of me. I speed down the road, cutting between cars without a second thought. That idiot actually tried to have me arrested. He went behind my back and called the police on me. The thought makes my anger flare even hotter, I want to tear everything from him, his reputation, his company, the perfect life he’s so proud of. He’s going to regret ever crossing me.By the time I pull into my driveway, my whole body is shaking. I can barely steady myself as I step out of the car and head toward the front door. The moment I get inside, I kick off my heels. They slide across the living room floor with a loud thud. I toss my bag onto the couch but before I can even sit, my phone starts ringing from inside it.Irritation sparks in
KnoxI didn’t sleep at all last night. Finding out what Emma did felt like my heart was being ripped apart. Every time I shut my eyes, the pain came rushing back, impossible to ignore. Now I’m sitting at my desk, staring at the pile of work in front of me but none of it registers. The numbers blur together, the reports mean nothing. My thoughts keep circling back to her, to how everything between us fell apart.A soft notification sound snaps me out of it. I’ve got a new email. I lean forward and open it, and a dark smile creeps across my face when I read the subject. Mr. Carter’s resignation letter. Very good, that bastard is finally gone. Throwing him out was the right call. Gina has no idea yet and I intend to keep it that way for as long as I can.I grab my phone and call him. He picks up right away, his voice tight.“Mr. Carter,” I say, keeping my tone cold.“I’ve already submitted my resignation, sir,” he replies quickly.I lean back, eyes fixed on the wall. “Now listen careful
MonicaI stand in front of the mirror, taking my time as I get dressed. I pick out my most expensive outfit, a cream silk blouse that feels smooth against my skin, paired with a fitted black skirt that hugs my curves perfectly. I finish it off with gold earrings, a delicate gold necklace, and my favorite designer heels. The whole outfit costs more than most people earn in a month but appearances matter. I need to look like the polished, respectable woman I want everyone to believe I am. Still, my hands tremble slightly as I fasten the buttons. There’s a heavy knot of anxiety sitting in my stomach, tight and unrelenting.Right now, I crave something to take the edge off, anything to quiet my nerves. A drink, a pill, something to slow my racing heart. But I can’t risk it today. I have to walk into that police station looking calm and completely in control. I inhale deeply, smooth out my skirt, and remind myself I can handle this.I leave the house and slide into my car, the leather sea
MonicaI wake up feeling light and full of energy, a smile already spreading across my face as I sit up in bed. My nightie has ridden up along my thighs, but I don’t bother fixing it. I grab my phone from the nightstand and check the time, only nine in the morning. I toss it back down and get to my feet, stretching my arms high above my head.Still smiling, I wander over to the window and pull the curtains open. Sunlight pours in, bright and warm, washing over my skin and making everything feel fresh. I close my eyes for a moment and take a slow, deep breath. It feels like today is going to be a good one.A swim sounds perfect. I head to my closet and start flipping through my clothes, pushing hangers aside until I spot a bikini, light fabric, bright red strings. I pull it out and hold it up.The memories hit instantly. Knox gave this to me years ago, and somehow I never got rid of it. My fingers glide over the soft material as a distant, almost dreamy expression settles on my face. B
EmmaThe door to Knox’s office bangs open so loudly that I jump in my chair. My eyes fly up just in time to see Knox dragging Monica out by both arms. Her body twists awkwardly. Her red heels scrape against the marble floor as she tries to find her balance. She almost crashes face-first into the g
Emma My phone gives a sharp ding and I glance down at the screen. An email notification pops up on the screen.I click it, and after it loads, the message appears.It contains the official company email I will be using as an executive assistant and the log in details.The words staring at me from
EmmaA wave of uneasiness sweeps over me. I don't think I can do this. I still remembered what happened a few weeks ago, how I was attacked while returning from work in the night.Memories of what happened send chills down my spine. The dreadful feeling of being helpless and in danger is not someth
KnoxThe cup of coffee remains untouched on the table. I was so busy that I did not even spare it a glance.That evening, I get my things ready. It's been a hectic day at work.Attending meetings to keep up with the new trends and trying to get the best campaign for our products.I remember Gina gl







