Jessy approached us, her eyes wide with surprise. "Joaquin? What are you doing here?" she asked, glancing between us.
Joaquin gave a subtle nod to his secretary, who had suddenly appeared beside him. I blinked in confusion, not having noticed the man before.
‘His secretary is here now? When? How?’
The bouncer soon led us to a private room in the club, giving us some privacy. My head started pounding. I was just having some fun a while ago and now this?
A lot of things happened in just an hour… everything’s so spontaneous with this man!
As soon as we were inside, Jessy turned to Joaquin, her eyebrows raised. "Did I hear that right? You just called Haven your fiancée? How? When?"
Joaquin ignored her, instead guiding me to the couch and kneeling in front of me, checking if I was alright. "Are you okay?" he asked, his voice softer now.
"I'm fine," I mumbled, still reeling from the events. Joaquin sighed in relief, then his expression turn
Hazy and groggy, I lay there in a strange bed, my head pounding like a drum. I heard an alarm ringing somewhere, and I yawned and stretched, feeling oddly comfortable and warm. However, when I felt an arm draped around my waist, my entire body stiffened in shock.I slowly opened my eyes, squinting against the morning light filtering into the unfamiliar room. Panic surged through my veins as I took in the surroundings—this was definitely not my bedroom. The walls were a different color, the decor far too elegant and opulent.‘Where the hell am I?’My heart pounded in my chest as I cautiously turned my head, only to be greeted by the sight of Joaquin lying beside me, sleeping soundly and topless. My eyes widened, and my mouth dropped open in a silent scream of bewilderment.‘Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God…’Trying to keep my breathing steady, I took a peek under the covers, relieved to find myself dressed in a knitted sweater and dolphin shorts. Despite the comforting realization that I
The ride to work was quiet, filled with the unspoken tension of everything that had happened. As we pulled up to the office, I could already feel the eyes on us. People whispered and stared as Joaquin and I walked in together. I kept my head high, determined not to let their gossip get to me.Inside, the buzz of office chatter was almost deafening. I caught snippets of conversations—speculations about why we arrived together, murmurs of disbelief at Joaquin’s announcement that I was his new editor.Some of the women in the office shot me icy glares, their eyes full of jealousy and suspicion…“Who does she think she is?” I heard one of them hiss as we walked by.“I bet she’s just like the last one,” another whispered. “Remember how close she was with Joaquin? She was practically his girlfriend.”“Bah, you guys are making a big deal out of it,” said another. “He keeps changing editors, anyway. Let’s bet how long she’ll last.”I tried to ignore them, but their words echoed in my mind. Wha
After the day's whirlwind of emotions and surprises, we finally arrived home. The moment we stepped through the door, Joaquin headed straight to his room without a word. I watched him disappear down the hallway, his determined stride indicating he had no intention of lingering.I felt a slight pang of disappointment but shook it off, reminding myself that we both needed some time to unwind.I made my way to my room, feeling the weight of the day lift slightly as I entered my personal space. The quiet offered a stark contrast to the bustling office, and I welcomed it. After setting my bag down, I pulled out my phone and dialed Jessy’s number.I needed to hear a friendly voice, to ground myself after everything that had happened.The call connected, and Jessy’s cheerful voice filled my ears. “Hey! How are you? What the hell, you didn’t tell me you’re now engaged to Joaquin!”My eyes widened in shock. “How did you know about that?”Jessy laughed. “When Joaquin showed up to get you yesterd
I woke up with a start, my eyes snapping open in the darkness. I squinted at the clock on my nightstand and groaned softly. It was 3 AM. I let out a sigh, wondering why I always seemed to wake up at the most inconvenient times.After tossing and turning for a few minutes, trying to will myself back to sleep, I gave up. A cup of tea might help soothe my restless mind.Slipping out of bed, I wrapped myself in a cozy robe and quietly made my way to the kitchen. The mansion was eerily quiet at this hour, the only sound being the soft padding of my feet against the polished floors.As I rounded the corner to the kitchen, I paused, surprised to see a faint light coming from within.Joaquin was already there, sitting at the kitchen island. He was wearing a robe, but it was untied, revealing his bare chest and boxer shorts. I felt a flush creep up my neck and quickly looked away, letting out an awkward cough to announce my presence.Joaquin glanced up, looking as surprised to see me as I was t
Determined to make a point, I set my alarm earlier than usual. When it went off, I jumped out of bed with a sense of purpose.I took a long, hot shower, blow-dried my hair, and straightened it until it was smooth and shiny. I tied it back in a half-up style, leaving a few tendrils loose to frame my face.I chose my outfit with care: light blue slacks and a matching light blue blazer. Underneath the blazer, I wore a white bralette top that showed just a hint of my midriff. It was daring, but I figured the blazer would make it office-appropriate.I applied my makeup meticulously: a light powder to even out my complexion, a precise line of eyeliner, and a bold lipstick that made my lips pop. When I looked in the mirror, I hardly recognized myself. I felt beautiful, confident, and ready to face the day.I wanted to surprise Joaquin, so I spoke to one of the maids and arranged for a driver to take me to the office earlier than usual. When I arrived, I felt the weight of everyone's eyes on m
As the office buzzed with chatter, I could feel the eyes of my colleagues on me. I tried to focus on the document in front of me, but their whispers were impossible to ignore."Can you believe she's engaged to Joaquin?" one of them murmured."No wonder she's here," another responded. "I thought it was weird she got the job so quickly.""Did you see how he made coffee for her yesterday? He never did that for any of his previous editors."I sighed inwardly, resisting the urge to defend myself. Engaging in office gossip would only make things worse, and besides, I had a contract with Joaquin to protect. Instead, I pretended not to hear them, keeping my eyes fixed on the screen in front of me.The clock on my desk showed it was almost lunchtime. My stomach grumbled, reminding me that I hadn’t eaten much this morning. I decided to head to the pantry to grab something to eat. Just as I stood up, Joaquin’s voice cut through the murmurs."Haven, let's have lunch together."I glanced over to se
The house was quiet, the kind of deep, serene quiet that only comes in the middle of the night. I was deep in sleep, lost in a dreamless slumber, when the harsh ringing of my phone yanked me awake.Groggily, I reached for it, squinting at the screen. The time glowed back at me: 2:00 AM. The number was unknown.Confused and a little apprehensive, I answered. "Hello?" I mumbled, my voice thick with sleep.There was a brief pause, and then a robotic, pitchy voice came through the line, sending a chill down my spine. "Leave Joaquin or else Haven will get hurt."I bolted upright, my heart pounding in my chest. "Who is this?" I demanded, my voice shaking. "Why are you threatening me?"The voice on the other end let out a distorted laugh that sounded eerie and unnatural. "That's none of your business. Leave his house tomorrow and resign from your job, or you'll get what you deserve." The call ended abruptly, leaving me staring at my phone in disbelief.My mind raced, trying to process what ha
The sight of the blood-stained message left me trembling. I felt cold, my breath coming in shallow gasps. Joaquin's face darkened with anger as he read the note, his hands clenching into fists."This is serious," he muttered, his voice tight with barely controlled rage. "We need to call the authorities."He took out his phone and called his secretary, quickly briefing him on the situation. Within minutes, the office was buzzing with security personnel and investigators, the once bustling workspace now a scene of tension and urgency.I watched as they dusted the package for fingerprints, took photographs, and questioned everyone who had access to the office. The whole time, I couldn't shake the image of the blood-stained note from my mind.Joaquin stayed by my side, his presence a steady anchor in the chaos. "We'll find out who did this," he assured me, his voice resolute. "I won't let anyone hurt you."As the investigation continued, I noticed a small symbol on the corner of the photog