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Submission in the Boardroom: A Matter Of Authority I'm not perfect
I dragged my hands down my face as I slid down to the floor. “So, you planned all this…” I gestured between us. “Before meeting me? From the onset, you played me into thinking you had a crush on someone else while I was the one you actually liked?”So, I had all along been fucking jealous of myself like a damned fool?Guel went still before he nodded. “I'm sorry. I really couldn't think of the right way to approach you. I was afraid you would turn me down if you knew who I was. I had to pretend to be dirt poor to catch your —” He stopped and his face crumpled. “I'm not proud of it. But I'd spent eight years waiting for a perfect moment that never came. So I made one.”His words didn't make it better. “Oh my God,” I breathed. “Oh, my God. Guel, I don't—I can't—”I couldn't finish the sentence. There were too many endings and all of them were terrifying.His love wasn't sweet, and it fucking as hell wasn't romantic. At least not in the way the movies and books made it seem. It was terr
Submission in the Boardroom: A Matter Of Authority An unhealthy obsession
I stopped, but didn't turn. “What else do you want to say?”“It was all my fault. I know it would be greedy for me to expect your forgiveness so easily, but I need you to hear my part of the story.”I whirled around. “And what, pray tell, is your side of the story? Are you about to lie again?”“Asher —”“Why did you pretend to be poor, Guel? If you're so fucking rich, you could buy my company, why pretend to be poor? Was it for him? For the person you actually love? Did you intend to practice your lines on me before you use them on him?”My heart squeezed. After convincing myself these past three days that I had gotten over him, talking about it now made me realise I had been lying to myself all along. Guel went still, and the colour drained from his face. “There is no one else,” he mumbled.“Bullshit.”“There is no one else!” He got up from the floor and took a step towards me. “There has never been anyone else. Not since the day I met you.”I scoffed. “You expect me to believe that
Submission in the Boardroom: A Matter Of Authority He doesn't care
I gulped. “So, there was no need for him to seek employment under me?” My voice broke. I blinked so fast to prevent the tears brimming in my eyes from sliding down. The last thing I wanted was to cry in her presence. I was fucking too old for that.I pulled my hand back when the barista returned with our orders. I didn't touch my cappuccino. I just stared at it, as if I could somehow channel my heartbreak into it. Every kind gesture I'd made since I met Guel played in my mind. I'd fallen for a man who never existed. The Guel in my mind and heart had never been real. He had only been fiction. “He let me believe it,” I mumbled. “He looked me in the eye and told me he was shit poor.” And that fucking hurts more than I thought it would.Chrys was quiet for a moment. Then she said, “My son is many things, Asher. He's smart, and kind, and when he loves someone, he loves them with his whole heart. But he's also his father's son.” She looked down at her coffee. “That bastard could make you
Submission in the Boardroom: A Matter Of Authority Has it all been a lie?
ASHERI cleaned my palms on my slacks the nearer I got to the door of the Café. Gulping, I ran my fingers through my hair and smoothed invisible wrinkles on my shirt.I delayed for a few seconds before I stepped in and looked around the almost empty café. Aside from the baristas, who were suspiciously looking too serious, there was just a customer, a woman who looked to be in her thirties.She was sitting at a table by the window with an open book in front of her. Her black hair was tied up in a neat professional bun, with a few curls left out in the front.I tore my gaze away from her since she wasn't the one I was looking for, and once more, ran my gaze around.Could it be that Guel's mother was running late? It was possible. She likely had something to take care of before meeting me. It wasn't as if she were jobless.I decided to wait for her, so I approached a table a few tables away from the woman in sunglasses. I had just taken a step when she looked up. She removed the sunglass
Submission in the Boardroom: A Matter Of Authority He's meeting your mum
GUEL“Mum, can we meet for lunch?” I asked the moment she took my call. She really took her time before she did so. I had to call three times before she deemed me fit to hear her wonderful voice. “I doubt that would be necessary,” she said, dismissing me. My brows almost shot past my hairline. “You don't want to meet me for lunch?” I frowned. This was the woman who almost blew up my phone with texts yesterday, asking me to come home. But now she didn't want to meet me?“Why? Are you pissed because I didn't return home last night? I had something important at….” I rubbed the back of my neck. “At the office. I stayed with Maxwell throughout the night, working on a late contract draft. You can call him if you like,” I said with a smile. Before this call, I had already sent a message to Maxwell, letting him know what he would say if my mum called him. I had this foolproof plan, which she wouldn't be able to see through. “Oh, Maxwell? I see.” My frown deepened at her tone. Why do I fe
Submission in the Boardroom: A Matter Of Authority Work partners?
There were a few seconds of silence from the other end before I heard a whispered, “Miguel?”I shook my head, even though she couldn't see me. “Miguel is asleep,” I answered before I could even think of what my response would be if she asked what I was doing with her son at this time. If I were a lady, it wouldn't be difficult for her to understand what was going on.“Asleep?” “Yeah.” I looked at my lover, who was now in a deep sleep. “Is there anything you wish to tell him?” “What are you doing with him?” I frowned. “We… I'm his boss and I —”“His boss?” Why did it seem like she just scoffed? I knitted my brows. “Yes. We…” I rubbed my hand on the back of my neck. “We worked late on a project which is due today, and he slept off after we finished the last —”“Tell me the truth, young man. Who are you, and why are you answering his calls when he's asleep? Don't give me that bullshit about working late on a project and being his boss!”I didn't even know why I sat up straighter.
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