MasukI lost everything the night my parents died. What the world called a tragic accident, I know was something far worse. Left with nothing but debts and a younger brother to protect, survival became my only goal. Desperate and out of options, I accepted a job as a secretary at B&S Incorporated, owned by the infamous billionaire, Bryan Smith. Cold, arrogant, and used to getting whatever he wants, he was the last person I ever wanted to work for. But I didn’t have a choice. Then he made me an offer that changed everything. Be his fiancée. Just pretend. In return, he would give me the money I desperately needed. It was supposed to be simple. No feelings. No attachment. Just a contract. But nothing about Bryan Smith was simple. The longer I stayed, the more I realized I wasn’t just trapped in a deal… I was trapped with a man who had no intention of letting me go. “Do you really need this job?” he asked. I swallowed hard, forcing myself to nod. “Yes.” His gaze darkened as he leaned back in his chair. “How desperate are you?”
Lihat lebih banyakCALI
Drrrhhhhh! My alarm blared, shattering the silence of my small room. I shot upright, heart racing. Today was no ordinary day it was the day of my interview at B&S Incorporate, the company that could finally change everything for Edward and me. I had dreamt of this moment for weeks, yet now that it was here, a nervous flutter danced in my stomach. I couldn’t afford to be late. Not today.
I leapt out of bed and darted into the bathroom. The cold water on my face jolted me fully awake, washing away the last traces of sleep. I brushed my teeth swiftly, tied my hair into a neat ponytail, and secured it with a red ribbon the same ribbon I wore during my first presentation at college. It felt like a charm, a tiny talisman for luck. I threw on a simple white gown and slid my feet into red slippers, a splash of color against the plain fabric.
Once dressed, I opened my file and carefully arranged my CV, certificates, and other documents, placing them in my red bag. Each paper felt heavy with hope and expectation. One misstep today could cost me the opportunity I had worked so hard for.
The kitchen was next. I cooked cheese and macaroni, a quick breakfast for both Edward and me. I poured a portion into a flask for him—he had a doctor’s appointment later, and he hated missing meals. I ate quickly, swallowing each bite as if it contained my future. When I was done, I gently knocked on Edward’s bedroom door.
“Edward,” I called softly.
“Huuhh…” he mumbled, burying his face in his pillow.
I tapped him lightly again, then harder when he didn’t respond. His head popped up, eyes squinting against the morning light.
“We are on holidays, sis, for crying out loud!” he groaned, rubbing his eyes. Then he suddenly realized he’d shouted and covered his mouth. I fought back a laugh, but the morning urgency left no room for play.
“Don’t you know you have an appointment with the doctor?” I asked, exasperation creeping into my voice.
He bowed his head, muttering, “Okay…” then quickly smirked and ran back into his room, locking the door behind him. Typical Edward always teasing, always trying to catch me off guard. I shook my head with a small smile and grabbed my bag. Time was ticking.
I dashed out and hailed a cab. Thankfully, traffic was light, and the driver dropped me right in front of the towering B&S Incorporate building. My chest tightened as I stared up at it glass panels gleamed in the morning sun, reflecting a world of opportunity that seemed just within reach.
Inside, the receptionist greeted me with a polite smile and directed me toward the interview room. As I entered, my eyes scanned the crowd over fifteen women, all dressed in eye-catching outfits, waiting nervously. Many wore revealing dresses with heavy makeup, a sharp contrast to my simple, professional appearance. I slipped into the only available seat, clutching my red bag like a lifeline.
Time crawled as I watched one girl rush out, her gown tight and short, makeup smeared from tears. She had not gotten the job. My stomach churned. Seeing failure so close reminded me of the stakes. I had to focus, had to stand out—not with drama, but with competence.
Finally, a voice called my name. “Cali Rillion?”
Heart hammering, I rose and walked into the office. My gaze met Smith Bryan, and for a brief second, I froze. He was striking—tall, confident, with an aura that demanded respect. His eyes, sharp yet unreadable, seemed to weigh every fiber of my being. My cheeks flushed, and I forced myself to look away. Drooling would have to wait; the interview came first.
“Please, sit,” he said, his voice smooth but commanding.
I sat, trying to calm my racing heart, and handed him my CV. My hands trembled slightly, betraying the nervousness I tried so hard to hide. I had faced many challenges in my life, but sitting across from Bryan Smith, with the weight of this opportunity pressing down on me, fear settled in my chest like a stone.
“Thank you, Cali,” he said, scanning my documents with a quick, professional glance. “Tell me about yourself.”
I took a deep breath, forcing myself to meet his gaze. “I’m twenty-two, and I’ve spent the past few years supporting my younger brother after our parents passed.
Alongside that, I’ve worked hard to gain experience in administration and management. I’m organized, detail-oriented, and passionate about making a positive impact in the workplace.” My voice sounded steadier than I felt inside, but each word was a step forward, a small victory over the fear threatening to overwhelm me.
He nodded thoughtfully, tapping a pen against his desk. “I see. And why B&S Incorporate?”
I swallowed. “Because I want to grow with a company that values dedication and integrity. I want to contribute meaningfully and learn from the best. From my research, B&S stands out not just for success, but for leadership that inspires employees.”
There was a pause. Then he leaned back slightly, studying me. I felt as if my entire life every struggle, every sacrifice, every sleepless night was distilled into this single moment. I had to succeed, not just for me, but for Edward and the future we both deserved.
Bryan’s gaze softened slightly, but the intensity remained. “Very well, Cali. Let’s see if your actions match your words.”
I nodded, trying to keep the nerves from shaking my voice. This was it the beginning of everything I had been working for. And somehow, deep down, I knew I was ready.
Sarah We got to where Evelyn was being called. A man turned towards us he looked like he was in his late fifties. He was not dangerous looking nad I was beginning to have a pint of hope. Maybe they would tell us we were a wrong target. “ why is she here” he asked pointing at me. Yo man that's disrespectful, how can you point your freaking finger at me I thought and huffed. “ she insisted “ one of the men who brought us here said and he the man who was obviously the boss smirked, why smirk. “ ypu remind me of a friend, a very old friend of mine but tou know what he is rotting in the grave right now and guess who killed him,his best buddy me “ he said and at that moment it felt like he developed fangs i eyed him. “ Why did you kill him"i asked and he laughed,” a bold one you are must say “ he said and poured himself a bottle of wine. Evelyn was shaking already, even if was shaken, I was just buying time or so I thought. What am I buying time for exactly. “ he took something i liked and
Emily “all the way from Mexico,i made you chicherone spongcake “Chloe said dramatically while Mica gave a dramatically drum roll snd I laughed. Later Chloe brought the cake and we shared it. “You see Mica, we have another single girl “Chloe said “me” I asked and Mica nodded “are you in a relationship “ Mica asked and I nodded shyly then Chloe made a dramatic faint “don't tell me it’s Chris “Mica asked and i blushed and nodded. “Gosh I lost, i’d prepare the meal for a week “Chloe said whinging, shaking her head and I smiled. “ I would help you “ i said and she held my hands. “thanks so much, I love you"she said, why is she so dramatic. Mica took another piece of cake and turned when she realized we were waiting for her to talk. “Am not helping “ she said and Chloe chased after her. There were more friendly than I thought, soon there were back tovrhe sitting room. “Guys, I need to nap” I said and they waved at me. “Chloe, call me when it’s time to make lunch “ i said and she nodded. “
SARAH I coughed and open my eyes immediately. I yawned tiredly what was going on where was I what room was this I thought. Was this evelyn's room but no evelyn's room is painted pink did I sleep in the girls room or rather still was I dreaming. I paste myself and it felt so real. This pain couldn't be in a dream how did I get to their house I stretched my legs when my leg eats something or rather someone I looked only to find Evelyn there. What will we doing somewhere like this I wanted to tap her awake the memories of everything flooded in we were abducted. I stood up and rush toward the door of course it should be locked but it wasn't I went on thinking I code find a way to escape then I go back to get Evelyn I kept moving when I met an horrible view in an open space. The place was filled with smoke and the lightning was dim and colorful they were removing someone's finger with a nail clipper an entire finger I didn't know when I ran back into the room and close the door behind me
CALIA dull ache spread through my body as I slowly opened my eyes. For a few seconds, I simply stared at the unfamiliar ceiling above me, trying to gather my thoughts. Everything around me looked strange. The room was spacious, elegantly furnished, and far too luxurious to belong to me.I frowned.This wasn't my bedroom.I pushed myself into a sitting position, rubbing my temples as bits and pieces of my memory slowly came back. The last thing I remembered was Thomas showing up at my apartment.Then everything clicked."So... he actually kidnapped me."A dry laugh escaped my lips despite the situation. I honestly didn't know whether to laugh or cry."Wow. A proper abduction."I looked around again. The room was beautiful, decorated in warm colors with expensive furniture and large windows covered by heavy curtains. Whoever designed the place clearly had good taste."At least they could've allowed me to eat dinner before dragging me here," I muttered under my breath before letting out






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