LOGINI 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?”
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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.
DONALDDid she really mean everything she said. Was she serious about it. About us pretending like we were strangers. Like none of this ever existed. I stood there for a moment, trying to process it, trying to make sense of the sudden distance she had thrown between us like it was nothing. My eyes stayed on her even as she walked away, like I was waiting for her to turn back and say she did not mean it. She did not. She just kept walking.Something inside me snapped quietly, like a thin thread finally giving way after being stretched too far.The anger in me rose fast, hot and uncontrollable, settling deep in my chest until it felt like I could not breathe properly. I clenched my jaw, my hands tightening by my sides. I could feel it building, that dangerous edge where I could say something I would regret. So instead, I swallowed everything down, forced it back, and the only thing I managed to say was a short, tight “okay.”It felt empty leaving my mouth. It felt like surrender.She le
SARAHA lot has happened these past few days and I still cannot put a proper name to how I feel. Everything feels tangled inside me, like thoughts and emotions fighting for space in my chest. One minute I am fine, the next I feel uneasy for no clear reason. I keep telling myself to stay calm, to act like everything is normal, but deep down I know something has shifted. Even the air around me feels different.I used to think people exaggerated when they said the fear of someone powerful could control a whole environment, but now I understand it. Donald is not just any student. I never realized how popular he was among the girls until recently. It is almost suffocating. Everywhere I go, there are eyes on me. Some of them are curious, some judgmental, and others outright hostile. If it is not the constant stares, then it is the subtle threats hidden behind fake smiles and whispers that stop the moment I walk past.It makes me feel unsafe in a way I cannot openly admit. I keep wondering w
CALIAs I walked down the street, the tears would not stop. They kept falling no matter how many times I tried to wipe them away. My vision blurred, but I kept moving, one step after the other, like stopping would only make everything worse.What was happening to my life.Just a few hours ago, everything already felt heavy, confusing, exhausting. And now this.Edward.The doctor’s words kept echoing in my head, refusing to fade. I had gone there thinking it was the same thing we had been told before. Something manageable. Something we could work through.But this was different.Completely different.I had been so sure before. So certain that it was just a heart condition we could treat, something we could slowly get through together. But now it felt like the ground beneath me had shifted without warning.How did it get worse.How did it turn into something this serious without me even noticing.I felt lost. Completely lost.I didn’t even know what to do anymore.Everything was crashin
BRYANThe moment I got home, I didn’t bother stopping anywhere else. I went straight to my room, shutting the door behind me harder than I intended. The sound echoed slightly, but I didn’t care. My head was already filled with too many thoughts, all of them circling back to the same thing.Cali.I ran my hand through my hair, pacing slowly across the room. My jaw was tight, my fists clenching and unclenching at my sides without me even noticing.How could she do that.How could she walk away from me like that and go after him.The image replayed in my mind again. Her standing there, choosing to follow Steve instead of me. Choosing him after everything.It didn’t sit right with me. It didn’t make sense.I scoffed quietly, shaking my head.And Steve.I let out a dry laugh, though there was nothing funny about it. He had stood there like he was ready to take on the world, like he was some kind of hero. And yet, it didn’t take much for him to fall. One hit and he was already struggling.S
SARAHI kept crying endlessly. I could not even control it anymore. The tears just kept falling no matter how many times I wiped my face. My head ached, my eyes were swollen, and my chest felt heavy like something was sitting on it and refusing to move.The prince tried so many times to console me
SARAHWhen I got home, the familiar scent of lavender and honey welcomed me, a comforting contrast to the chaotic energy of the college campus. The house felt unusually quiet, and when I stepped into the sitting room, I realized no one was around. The silence was peaceful, though it made the space
BENI woke up to a strange brightness flashing against my eyelids. At first I thought it was part of a dream, something unreal, but when I forced my eyes open, the light only grew sharper. I squinted hard, trying to adjust. My head felt heavy, as though I had been asleep for days. I shut my eyes ag
SARAHI woke up earlier than usual that morning. For a few seconds, I just lay there staring at the ceiling, letting the quiet settle into me before the day officially began. The air felt colder than the previous days, and I pulled the duvet closer to my chin before finally forcing myself to sit up






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