تسجيل الدخولROSALIE Standing in the middle of the room, my head was spinning so fast I thought I might fall right over. The shiny new medical monitor beeped softly in the corner, and the expensive IV bags hanging beside my sister's bed gleamed under the warm light. Dr. Evans was still smiling at me, and Zara looked so happy and confused, whispering about how lucky she was to have a team of doctors looking after her for free.Elliot Sterling had done it again. He had ignored every single word I said, crossed every boundary I tried to set, and used his giant billionaire wallet to take over my life.The next morning, I woke up with fire in my veins. I didn't wait for the elevator to take its time; I practically sprinted up the stairs to the top floor, my heart pounding against my ribs like a hammer. I didn't even bother to stop at my desk. I marched right up to the heavy double doors of Elliot's private office, grabbed the brass handle, and pushed them open with a loud bang.Elliot looked up from h
ROSALIE My breath caught in my throat, and my heart gave a hard, painful thud against my ribs. I stared up at Elliot, my eyes wide with sudden panic."What... what do you mean?" I stammered, my voice sounding small and weak in the empty, quiet office. I tried to pull my lips into a tight, defensive line, but my hands were shaking where they rested on the desk. "I am not trying to pay for anything special. I am just... I am just living my life, Mr. Sterling. Normal bills. Normal expenses."Elliot did not pull away. He stayed right there, leaning against the edge of my desk, his dark, sharp eyes looking straight through me like he could read every single secret hidden in my head. A slow, serious expression settled over his handsome face."Normal bills don't make a young woman skip lunch every single day," Elliot said quietly, his voice smooth and steady. "Normal expenses don't make someone catch the last crowded bus across the city every night at exactly ten o'clock, rushing home like
ROSALIEThat second mountain of paperwork almost made me want to cry right there in the middle of the quiet hallway. I stood holding my coffee cup, my eyes wide as I stared at the giant stack of folders that looked tall enough to touch the ceiling. Elliot walked past me with a calm, handsome face, dropping that cruel sentence into the air before disappearing back into his office.At first, I thought he was just being a bully. I thought he was giving me all this impossible work because he hated me, or because he wanted to force me to quit so he wouldn't have to look at the girl who saw him without his mask. Every single morning, I arrived at my desk expecting to find another mountain of files waiting to crush me.But as the days slowly turned into weeks, something weird started to happen.I began to figure out his rhythm. I learned that he liked his black coffee brewed strong and hot at exactly eight o'clock, and if it was even two minutes late, he would narrow his dark eyes at me. I l
ROSALIE My alarm clock went off at six o'clock in the morning, ringing loud and sharp in my quiet room. I sat up in bed, rubbing my tired eyes and feeling my stomach twist into nervous knots. Today was my very first official day working as the personal assistant to billionaire Elliot Sterling. Just thinking about his dark eyes and the way he looked at me yesterday made my hands shake. But I forced myself to get out of bed, wash my face, and put on my best black skirt and white blouse. When I stepped out of the private elevator onto the top floor at exactly eight o’clock, the giant hallway was completely silent. My new desk sat right outside the heavy double doors of Elliot's private office. On top of the wooden desk was a pile of folders so tall it looked like a small mountain.I took a deep breath, walked over, and sat down in the soft leather chair. I opened the first folder, and my heart sank right down to my shoes.It was a list of responsibilities that looked impossible for one
ROSALIE My heart was beating so hard and loud against my ribs that I was scared Elliot could hear it too. I stood frozen right in front of him, my hands pressed tightly against the sides of my skirt, my fingers digging into the fabric to keep them from shaking."P-please, Mr. Sterling," I whispered, my voice sounding weak and shaky in the quiet room. "I am so sorry about last night. I didn't mean to pull your mask off. It was a complete accident. Please don't fire me. Please don't do anything to me."Elliot did not step back. He tilted his head a little bit, his dark eyes looking down at me with a slow, dangerous look that made my stomach do a nervous flip."Oh, Rosalie," he murmured, his voice low and rich, sending a warm shiver straight down my spine. "Breaking rules always has a price. Especially the rules in my club. You know that bad girls who break the rules have to be punished, don't you?"A hot blush rushed up my neck and burned my cheeks. I pressed my lips together, my breat
ROSALIE My heart jumped right into my throat and started beating like a trapped bird. I stood there by my desk, staring straight into Elliot Sterling’s dark, sharp eyes.Every single bad thing rushed through my mind all at once. He was going to point his finger at me right here in front of all my coworkers. He was going to tell everyone how I had danced for him in that private VIP room, how I had sucked his cock, how I had taken his mask off by accident. I squeezed my eyes shut for a tiny second, waiting for him to shout my name and ruin my life. My knees shook so badly under my desk that I had to grab the edge of the wood just to keep myself from falling down.Please don't say anything, I prayed in my head over and over again, tears stinging the back of my eyes. Please just walk past me. Please pretend you don't see me.I opened my eyes slowly, watching him.Elliot was still staring right at me. His jaw was clenched so tight I could see the muscle jumping in his cheek. The look in h







