LOGINNicole Harper~•~“Have you forgiven me?”“Let me go.”“No.” Rhea held me even tighter, her arms locked around my neck. “I’ll let you go after you say you’ve forgiven me.”“But I’ve said it a million times. It’s not your fault.”“Whatever. Just forgive me.”“Fine, fine, you’re forgiven, okay?”“Really?” She pouted.“Yes, yes. Now can you let me go so I can get ready for my date?”“Oh.” She finally let me go. “You should have told me you had a date. I wouldn’t have bothered you.”I chuckled, shaking my head. “You’re never a bother, Rhea.”Tristan had held a press conference where his succession of Michelson Enterprise was announced. During the press conference, he also admitted to our relationship. While the hate wasn’t completely gone, a few hopeless romantics were touched at the fact that he spoke on it and asked people to stop writing bad things about me.A week later, he asked me out on a date. It was going to be our first real date since we started… having sex? Anyway, I was excit
Nicole Harper~•~I felt a lot better on my drive to Tristan’s office. It was almost like a weight had been lifted off my shoulders. I felt a lot lighter. I wasn’t exactly sure why but I was grateful I didn’t feel like a dark cloud was hanging over my head anymore. Even if I didn’t say it to her, I loved the conversation I’d just had with my mother. It wasn’t perfect. Nothing between us ever was, but we were both making an effort to do better. It was long overdue, but better late than never, right? That small win gave me courage I didn’t know I still had. I parked right in front of the main entrance of Michelson Enterprise with the windows down, texted Tristan that I had arrived, and stepped out of the car. I leaned against the hood of the car and waited openly with my arms crossed over my chest, not caring that anyone could see me.People did glance at me as they walked past, some doing double-takes. A few people whispered to themselves and I could’ve sworn I saw a flash go off,
Nicole Harper~•~I pulled into the driveway of Talia and Julian’s gated house.I knew I had to suck it up soon and return to my apartment but Talia made me so comfortable that I didn’t want to leave. She was even the one going back to my apartment to get my clothes for me. At first, she’d insisted I wear her clothes to work, but she didn’t have much corporate clothes.As I stepped out of the car and walked toward the front door, my mind kept drifting back to Tristan. Today was the board vote. Again. The first one had been cancelled because of Sebastian’s scandal but it was time again. I had wished him good luck before he entered the meeting, but not hearing from him for only thirty minutes bothered me more than I cared to admit.I wanted to know how the vote went. If he won or not. If Sebastian succeeded in ruining his chances or if I truly didn’t have to worry like he had been saying in the past few weeks.I was so lost in thought that when my phone started ringing, I almost jumped.
Tristan Michelson~•~The chairman vote eventually commenced on Friday after work hours.I walked in at exactly 5:00 p.m., wearing my favorite suit. It wasn’t my favorite before today but Nicole had picked it out for me in the morning. It was hard because she had to describe it over the phone while I had to find it based on her description.Sebastian was already seated near the head of the table, adjacent to the board chairman, looking like he hadn’t slept in days. His eyes were bloodshot, his usual smugness replaced by barely contained rage. It gave me a sick sense of satisfaction.Chairman Martin cleared his throat as I took my seat opposite Sebastian. “We all know why we’re here. Recent events have forced us to re-evaluate the succession for the Chairman position. Today, we finally vote.”Sebastian barely waited for him to finish his sentence before he shot to his feet desperately. “Before you cast your votes, I ask you to consider what kind of man you want leading this company,” h
Nicole Harper~•~“Come downstairs with me,” Talia said, pushing her room door open.“Why?”“Just come downstairs.”“I just got comfortable, Talia. Leave me alone please.” I’d gotten back from work about two hours ago and after eating and showering, I was ready to crash, especially because I didn’t want to stay up all night waiting for Tristan’s text.He hadn’t said anything since the emergency meeting earlier today and I was worried for him. Staying awake would only increase the worry.“I need your opinion on something super important.”I raised an eyebrow. “Can it wait? I just want to take a nap.”Talia snorted. “Who takes a nap at seven in the evening, Nicole? Get your ass up.”I pursed my lips. Talia had been very nice and patient with me in the past week. The least I could do was indulge her when she needed it. “Fine,” I sighed, getting out of bed.She had a smile on her face as she dragged me out of her room. We reached the bottom of the stairs and she suddenly shoved me into th
Tristan Michelson~•~I paid him no mind and headed straight for the elevator, but the persistent bastard followed me inside.He stayed quiet on the short ride a floor down and I wasn’t surprised when he stepped out after me, following me inside my office.As soon as the door was closed behind us, I turned around to stare at him, not expecting it when a sudden punch landed on my face.I hissed, stumbling back. Pain exploded across my jaw and the metallic taste of blood filled my mouth. For a split second, my vision was blurry. Then rage took over.Sebastian stood there, his chest heaving with anger and his fists still clenched. “You fucking bastard!” he snarled. “You ruined everything!”I straightened slowly, wiping blood from the corner of my mouth with the back of my hand. My eyes locked on his. “You hit like a bitch, Sebastian.” He didn’t. His punch hurt, but it was more than enough to set him off again.He swung again, but this time I was ready.I ducked and drove my fist straight
Nicole Harper~•~Tristan was unhinged.I wasn’t sure if he had figured it out or if he just suspected something, but the fact that he dared to confront me about it was absolutely crazy.What did he think would happen? I’d happily tell him that I’d met him some time two months ago and the said meet
Tristan Michelson~•~“It’s just a thought,” Julian clarified. “That doesn’t mean I’m right.”“When are you not right, Julian?” Nico scoffed.His theory was far-fetched, but that didn’t make it impossible. If anything, he clarified a few things for me.If—and this was a very big if—what he said was
Nicole Harper~•~[Me: are you free?]I stared at my screen, waiting to see if he’d respond to my message or if he had finally given up on me as I never really gave him an answer the last time he asked me out on a date.I sat up straighter when the text message was marked red, then the three dots a
Nicole Harper~•~My breath hitched. His thumb came up to rest on the column of my throat, tracing the path as I swallowed against his hold.His lips curved slightly and that was enough to spark the defiance in me. “I said I spent the last two days with Mike,” I continued lying. “And I’d let him to







