~~~~There was a long silence before Susan spoke. "Wow, did you see that?" she snapped, staring at Grace who had just walked out of the office. "She acts like she owns the company. I can't blame her when she is being given the...""Will you shut the hell up, Susan?" Noah interjected, his tone furious. "This is an office, not your sitting room.""See, I told you," Susan said to Mrs. Creed, Noah's mother, who watched in silence."Told her what?" Noah questioned as his mother sat down on the couch without uttering a word and just stared at her son. "What the hell did you say to her, you frog?" He stood up and marched toward her.“Ah... How dare you?" Susan sparked. "Well, it doesn’t matter; I already told aunty the truth about your relationship with that slut of a staff," she added."What the hell are you talking about? What relationship?" Noah demanded in a confused tone. This is not happening. Why the hell do they want to feed him what he has not eaten?"Go on and deny it. Even Lora ca
***As James emerged from Noah's office, he dashed toward Grace. Despite his lack of understanding regarding the relationship between Noah and her, he had observed the boss's demeanor around her and was convinced that if anyone could avert the impending disaster; it was her."Grace?" he called out urgently, drawing the attention of the other staff. "Apologies, please continue with your work," he added, feigning calmness. "But I need you to come with me immediately."Confusion plastered across her face, Grace inquired, "Why? Does the boss require my presence now?"No time for questions, just come with me," James insisted, gently grasping her hands. "And bring the papers," he added hastily, waiting for her to retrieve the document before pulling her along."Hey, ease up," Grace snapped as she forcefully reclaimed her hands, rubbing her forearm where his grip had been too tight. "What's going on?"Outside Mr. Creed's office, James spoke urgently, "Listen, Grace, there's something I need
***Grace just went with the hug, ignoring all those warning bells ringing in her head.Walking into his office, holding his hand, she realized something big—she couldn't say no to him, no matter what. His sad face and voice made her heart ache, and all she wanted was to comfort him. If a kiss could make him feel better, she'd do it without a second thought. In that moment, she felt as shaky as the breaths they shared.***Noah kissed her like his life depended on it, savoring the taste he'd longed for. Now that he had it, he never wanted it to end.As their tongues intertwined, she gasped and melted into his embrace, craving more. Noah dove in, his tongue exploring every inch of her mouth. With each kiss, she felt her knees weaken, her core shaken to its foundation. His fingers pressed into her skin, seemingly with a will of their own.***Grace sensing that if this were to continue, something was bound to happen.She lightly pushed at his chest. "Hey, you said just a kiss, but that
*** Grace made her way to the photocopy machine, despite the fact that there was one in the opposite direction. She simply wanted to avoid James's curious stare. Little did she know that evading James's curious gaze would only invite another annoying one. Susan, from the moment she stepped out of the office, had been glaring at her. Why? Grace wondered. *** As Susan watched Grace exit the office, her blood boiled with anger. How could such a person, a nobody with no background, be working under Creed? "No matter which bastard I associate with, I could never secure such a position. I'm his cousin, and yet look at me," Susan muttered angrily. How had Grace managed to bend the unyielding Noah Creed to her will, even to the point of conflict with his own mother? Unforgivable. Susan suddenly stood up, her steps purposeful as she made her way over to Grace. *** “Ah... Here comes the devil," Grace murmured as she caught a glimpse of Susan walking up to her. "Oh God, give me the stren
****Grace took a deep breath as she closed the door, standing there for a second, almost forgetting James's presence until he spoke.“That took a while, you okay?” he asked, noticing the angry expression on her face.She looked at him with rage. “Oh yeah, I am perfectly fine,” she said through a forced smile.“Okay, you are definitely not okay. What happened?” He pressed.His question only worsened her present rage. “You must be talking about yourself, James, because I, GRACE BUSH, AM SUPER DUPER,” she spat out without even raising her head."Wow," James exclaimed, sensing the danger of continuing to pressure her. He gave up. "Sure, suit yourself." Though he had considered asking her again, her sudden angry demeanor made him think otherwise."Well, suited," she spat out in a fit of frustration.They worked in silence, James stealing glances in her direction. The rage on Grace's face remained as clear as day, so he decided to mind his own business.***Grace knew she could never have
***As they settled at a table near the window, Grace couldn't help but relish the cool breeze that wafted in. She took a deep breath, savoring the moment.When was the last time she had enjoyed such peace and quiet? She pondered, a small smile tugging at the corners of her lips.The shopkeeper approached, a jovial grin on his face. "What can I get for you folks tonight?" he asked, his eyes twinkling with mischief.Grace glanced at the menu before deciding, "I'll just have a beer, please. The cheap one with low alcohol," she said with a shrug. She had made a promise to herself to stick to one drink, and she intended to keep it.The shopkeeper chuckled. "Ah, going for the budget-friendly option, I see. Wise choice, my dear. And for you, sir?" he asked, turning to Noah with a knowing look.Noah grinned back. "I'll have whatever she's having," he replied, flashing a mischievous wink at Grace, “Oh, don't forget to add my usual,” he added.“Sure, Mr. Creed,” The shopkeeper said.Grace roll
*** "To the bone!?" Grace exclaimed, unable to contain her laughter at Noah's remark. "This son of a bitch," she thought to herself, chuckling. "Hey, I'm glad you find it funny," Noah said, his tone lightening up. "But seriously, Grace, I'm just trying to break the ice here. Can we please have a real conversation?" Grace rolled her eyes playfully. "Fine, Mr. Ice Breaker. Shoot." With a grin, Noah leaned forward. "So, tell me, what's the most embarrassing thing that's ever happened to you?" Grace's eyes widened in mock horror. "Oh, no way. I'm not falling for that one." "No? Come on, Grace, don't leave me hanging," Noah teased, nudging her with his elbow. "Well, okay," Grace relented, a mischievous glint in her eye. "But only because I'm feeling generous today. Let me think..." As Grace recounted a hilarious tale of a wardrobe malfunction at a high school dance, Noah listened intently, laughing along with her. When she finished, he wiped away tears of laughter. "That's pricele
***"Ahhhhhhhhh!" Grace screamed, as she snapped her eyes open, her heart racing as she sat up in bed. "Seriously, not again," she groaned, rubbing her temples. "I thought those nightmares were behind me." She mutters, trying to shake off the remnants of her unsettling dream.As she glanced around, taking in her surroundings, her confusion deepened. "Where am I?" she mumbled, her voice barely audible in the eerie silence of the room, still scanning the room. Her eyes fell upon the familiar sight of her closet, the furnishings of her apartment slowly coming into focus. "This is my apartment, but how...?" did I end up here?Memories from the previous night trickled back like a rushing tide, fragmented and hazy. She remembered drinking with Noah, the laughter and warmth of their conversation but then... everything went blank. "What happened after that?" she wondered aloud, anxiety creeping into her voice.Her pulse quickened as she searched the room, panic rising within her. "Oh my God,