LOGINThey got back to the company shortly after, pulling into the parking space as another car left. The moment Mia moved to get out, Daniil stopped her with a light grip on her wrist. She blinked down at it, then slowly looked back at him. She already knew what he wanted to say. That look gave it away instantly. "I'm sorry." Just as she thought. "No, don't be." She smiled a little. "Seriously, it's fine." Daniil didn't look convinced in the slightest. "It isn't fine," he muttered. "I should’ve gotten you back sooner." She blinked at him. Why was he apologizing like this? It wasn't as if he'd forced her to stay out longer. If she'd checked her phone earlier instead of enjoying herself so much, she would've known the client had arrived already. Mia exhaled softly, then gently took his hand off her wrist and held it between both of hers instead. "We’ll figure this out later. Right now, I need to survive whatever mood your boss is in." She let out a nervous laugh.
Mia still found it hard to believe she was outside the office with Daniil of all people, standing at a place called Fritzzy Scoop with cups of ice cream in their hands. And somehow… she was actually having fun. The cold weather should’ve made the ice cream a terrible idea, but Daniil’s jacket kept her warm, and the vanilla flavor he’d picked for her was annoyingly perfect. When was the last time she had even done something like this with someone? She took another spoonful and sighed happily. "Okay, this is amazing." Daniil smirked. "I do have excellent taste." "In ice cream?" "In general." She rolled her eyes. "This place might actually become my new favorite spot." "And here I was thinking I’d be your favorite part of the experience." "Oh, your ego is alive and thriving, I see." "My ego?" He pointed at himself innocently. "I’m just naturally charming." "Only when you’re quiet." He gasped dramatically, pressing a hand to his chest. "Mia, you wound me."
"Get that through your empty skull and stay the hell away from her." Daniil didn’t look affected in the slightest. His expression never cracked. "Unless she says no herself, I don’t see the problem." With a faint smirk, he looked back at Mia, still holding the jacket out for her. The man seriously needed to stop looking at people like that. One second too long and it felt like he could read her thoughts. It didn’t help that his eyes were ridiculously pretty either... clear like the sky and weirdly reminiscent of Damien. Damien liked flirting with her too, sometimes just to get a reaction out of her. Come to think of it, she hadn’t even spoken to Damien since arriving here. He probably thought she’d forgotten all about him, and honestly, that wasn’t exactly great-friend behavior. Meanwhile, Daniil was over here offering her a jacket, and she was refusing despite practically freezing to death. And with an entire workday still ahead of her, stubbornness suddenly didn’t seem ve
In the conference room, Mia stood beside Axel like a statue… except her pen kept moving awkwardly across her notepad while the woman spoke, mostly because she was absolutely freezing. Somehow, everyone else looked perfectly comfortable, which honestly made her suspicious. It was like they all had hidden heaters under the table. Thankfully though, the meeting was being conducted in English. Right before sitting down, Axel had coldly stated, "All discussions will be conducted in English." Not for her sake, obviously. He simply couldn’t afford having a temporary PA who understood absolutely nothing while important discussions were going on. The woman eventually sat down, and Mia immediately started feeling bad for the next man who stood to present. The nervousness on his face was painfully obvious. And honestly? She understood why. Axel was intense. The poor man looked like a student forced to present in front of the entire school. "Uhm…" He glanced at the papers trembl
In the conference room, Mia stood beside Axel like a statue… except her pen kept moving awkwardly across her notepad while the woman spoke, mostly because she was absolutely freezing. Somehow, everyone else looked perfectly comfortable, which honestly made her suspicious. It was like they all had hidden heaters under the table. Thankfully though, the meeting was being conducted in English. Right before sitting down, Axel had coldly stated, "All discussions will be conducted in English." Not for her sake, obviously. He simply couldn’t afford having a temporary PA who understood absolutely nothing while important discussions were going on. The woman eventually sat down, and Mia immediately started feeling bad for the next man who stood to present. The nervousness on his face was painfully obvious. And honestly? She understood why. Axel was intense. The poor man looked like a student forced to present in front of the entire school. "Uhm…" He glanced at the papers trembl
The meeting ended soon after, and the executives began filing out one after the other. A few couldn’t help glancing at Mia… because well, she was his new PA for now, and she hadn’t exactly made a strong first impression. From across the table, Daniil gave her a quick look before leaving, but she missed it entirely. Her attention was locked on Axel. He was on his phone now, scrolling with calm focus. From what she could tell, it could’ve been contracts… or just emails… and not, hopefully, a detailed report on why she should be replaced on her first day! Either way, her stupid heart picked up speed as the room emptied, every exit bringing her dangerously closer to being alone with him. And then she saw it. Andrew… packing. Her own Andrew. Her supposed backup plan. The moment he picked up his laptop, he glanced over and froze when he caught Mia’s expression. But he smiled. He actually smiled. "I’ll be off now." The traitor. He snuck one last glance at Axel who was
Warning: This chapter contains scenes depicting human death, which may be disturbing to some readers. Even though I’ve toned down the language, I recommend skipping this chapter if you feel uncomfortable with such content. Thank you.***Before either man could cry out, he thrust another pair int
A/N: Guys, the moment we've all been waiting for is finally close... our protagonist appearance is near! *Squeals!* Thank you for staying with me this far. Don't abandon me now. The real ride is just beginning. Enjoy! >.
Luis had already thrown on his clothes. His shirt was half-buttoned from shaking hands, and his tie hung loose around his neck. He grabbed his phone and was about to rush out when Brenda stepped out of the bathroom. She had already been frowning after hearing the panic in his voice from inside, b
Warning: Before you read this chapter, please be aware that it contains sensitive content involving human slaughter and ruthlessness. Feel free to skip this chapter if you think it might trigger you. Thank you.____Later that afternoon, Mark stood in the dim, cold room that reeked of blood and hum







