Bridgette's POVI glanced at the pile of documents on my desk with a frown. The amount of work I met was ginormous and I had only one person to blame for it; Rhysand Warner.I got to work, checking the hard-copy documents and matching their information with the one on my computer. It was not my work to do, but my secretary informed me that Rhys had his secretary bring them in and he specified that he wanted me to do it."That piece of... shit." I exclaimed when I discovered that he'd given me the files of all the other departments to vet. "Is he out of his mind? He thinks I have nothing to do with my time?" I voiced to myself, visibly pissed by the treatment. Just then, my secretary walked into my office."Miss Bridgette, Mr. Rhys is asking for you. He's in his office." I sighed as I breathed to calm myself so I don't lose my mind."Did he say why?" I asked my secretary who had a sorry expression on her face."He said something about messing up some documents." I nodded to her words
Rhysand's POVMy first instinct was to ignore the message and continue with whatever I was doing, but Bridgette's words rang in my ears.'If you care about him like you claim then you won't leave him with two strangers by himself.' "Shit! Just perfect!" I exclaimed and grabbed my suit from the arm of my chair before walking out.The driver opened the door for me just in time to slip into the comfort of the car."Where to sir?" He asked with a meek voice and I showed him the picture Aaron attached to the message of him and his wife to be in a boutique. All it took was a glance at the picture I flushed at his face and he nodded and started the car. He was the only driver that had managed to stay with me for so long. I'd sacked the others before him for their incompetence and slowness. Dave, however, was so vast with the city that he knew the places with just a glance at their interior pictures and he kept to himself. Even when he spoke, he spoke with so much meekness one would think
Rhysand's POV The wedding preparations were in place and my skin crawled whenever I was called to participate in one thing or the other regarding it.That was only one of the things that made my skin crawl. Aaron announced his wedding and the whole company and its employees couldn't keep shut when they heard that our parents were getting married. I found it hard to keep my head up whenever I heard the whispers. Just what has that old man gotten me into? How could he choose to get married to her mother amongst all the influential widows in the city who would add value to the company?He picked someone who I hadn't heard of or known except her hard-headed daughter who had constantly been a pain in the arse.I was a man of perfection. Always wanting more and nothing less and so far, Bridgette had managed to keep up to my taste, even higher, but her guts were revolting.She was almost... untouchable and it made me enraged that she prided herself as such."Mr. Rhys-- Rhysand." My new sec
Bridgette's POV"Sweetheart, what do you think about this?" Margaret's voice cut through my train of thoughts and I looked at the iPad she held that had different wedding decoration ideas on the screen."They're all beautiful. Besides, it's your wedding. It will be cruel for me to choose for you." I replied with a smile."Have you spoken to the planner?" I asked and she nodded."She gave me these pictures to pick from since I didn't know what exactly I wanted," Margaret replied and I could see a hint of sadness on her face."Look, Mom, it's your special day. I understand that you didn't have the opportunity to experience all this in your first marriage, but this is nature giving you another chance at it, and this time around, I want you not to hold back for any reason whatsoever." I prodded."I mean, if you can defile your daughter for this man then you must really want this." She let out a chuckle at my words."Give it your all. No holding back." I leaned in and placed my forehead on
Rhysand's POVAfter seeing the pleased Italian representatives off, I returned to my office, about to celebrate the good news when I got a call from the board that an emergency meeting had been arranged.I strode to the meeting room with a sigh. They always found a way to stress me out."What's the matter that warranted an emergency meeting?" I asked, announcing my presence.We held a meeting not long ago, and another one has been arranged."The news of the contract the company signed with the Italians got to us now and we decided it's time for us to promote Ms. Bridgette. She outdid herself this time around. I'm sure you agree. And the position of a director had been left empty since the last director was let off work." Martin stated.His words made bile churn in my gut. "Since when did doing one's job as expected guarantee a promotion in my company?" I asked, trying to be as calm as I could be while reminding them that they were in my company and it was my rule.They all looked at
Bridgette's POV "You look so beautiful in your dress. You made a beautiful bride." I remarked as I stood before my mom, Margaret who was dressed and ready to be called to walk into the wedding hall."And you, my daughter, you are glowing in that dress. I bet you will look even more stunning than I do when it's time." She said with a smile and I nodded to that. Romance was the last thing on my mind. I want to climb up the ladder of success so high that I will be untouchable. Only then will I consider romance. But I couldn't tell her that. Otherwise, she would go livid or become sober. It was her big day, I didn't want to do any of the above so I just bobbed my head with a smile. We could hear the guests clatter at the other side of the door. "I guess the hall is filled to its brim." Margaret voiced her anxiety indirectly. I could see the worry on her face."No need to worry, it's mostly people from work. Aaron has few friends and you have a husband who is obsessed with you. He woul
Rhysand's POV Bridgette's words hit me hard, before I could reply, she had stormed off. The wedding was finally over.I hopped into my car so I could get the rest I needed at home but I sat up with vigilance as I noticed that my driver was taking another route."Are you drunk?" I asked to be certain that I was safe and he wasn't listening to the voices in his drunken mind. "No boss." He replied with that meekness "I'm taking you to your new home." He glanced at me through the rearview mirror.The side of my lips lifted in confusion. Dave was probably drunk and acting out of the alcohol's influence."What new home Dave? Take me home and stop playing around." I warned, frustrated that I had to deal with this after the relatively long day I had."I'm only doing my job, boss." He replied and stepped on the accelerator. I rubbed my temples. Unable to drag the steering wheel with him, I had to sit there and try to get him to pull over."Can you stop the car here? I'll drive tonight. I
Rhysand’s POVI lifted my eyes and there she was. Damn it, she was early.There went my plan of humiliating her, and she was even dressed up real good, as usual, always dressing to kill with those really nice figures of hers…“Well, you’re lucky this time,” I said to myself, giving a wicked smirk.“You’ll fall for it someday,” I said, as I sat in my office, looking at her walking into the room for the client briefing through the see-through glass door.Everyone was seated round the desk, papers, pencils, name it, pens. “Good morning all,” she greeted, surprisingly polite and handling the meeting. She spoke fiercely and kept a bright smile while at it.It was almost exciting to watch—brilliant as she was, I couldn’t expect anything less.“Isn’t that right, Mr Rhys?” Her voice brought me back to reality as she asked a question.“Yes, of course,” I responded, adjusting my black tie as I sat up properly, even though I hadn’t heard a word she had said.The meeting was over, and the client
Bridgette e's POV I strutted to my room, exhausted from the events of the day. I wanted nothing more than to embrace my bed. I dropped my bag on the bedside table and my phone beside it."Who knew the almighty Rhysand Warner could be triggered?" I muttered to myself as I packed my hair.Rhysand had been a dickhead and a pain in the arse but seeing him a little shaken up that day gave me a wicked excitement and anger at the same time. I felt bad when I saw that the person who triggered him was his ex. Someone who wasn't even supposed to be in his life anymore. It pissed me that she did not only walk into his space but also managed to shake him up too. And I was a little bit upset that I wasn't the reason he was shaken up too.I enjoyed it whenever I made him mad out of his mind and seeing another person do something like that to him just pissed me off the more.'Good radiance I guess.' I shrugged, about to get into the shower when my phone chimed, and a message notification popped o
Bridgette ’s POVI walked into the office and saw that he was sweating and his hands were shaking. It was very clear that he wasn’t comfortable. To top it all, he was in a serious confrontation with this lady.“What was going on?” I thought.The atmosphere was tense and he clearly couldn’t speak well. His breathing had become irregular, like he was struggling to draw one breath after another.I saw sadness and disappointment in his eyes as he spoke to the lady. It wasn’t my place to interrupt, but he clearly couldn’t keep it together.I quickly walked over to the table and dropped the files on it. Then I slowly went to his side, and his eyes couldn’t hide his vibrating hands any longer as he began pacing."Are you okay?""Get that woman out of my office," he was hyperventilating already, his breathing irregular as his chest did the dramatic rise and fall.Without thinking, I hugged him, he looked pitiful.I was a little scared he was going to turn down my help, but he didn’t. He opene
Rhysand’s POV“There’s a call for you on line one!” the secretary alerted me all of a sudden.It was rare. Only clients called the company lines, and I wasn’t expecting any call from any client—none I could think of.“Okay, I’ll get it,” I responded.“Hello, Rhysand Warner on the line.”“Hey there, Rhys. It’s been a long time. I’m sure you know who’s speaking.”“Of course I do. What do you want?”“Straight to the point already, like the serious gentleman you are. How are you? I miss you and I wanted us to meet.”“Not here, Sandra,” I hissed as I rubbed my forehead with my left hand. “Call my direct line and stop acting like this,” I replied, hanging up the phone.Ting… the message came in:“I’m at your office. Ask your secretary to let me in if you want to see me too—and if you missed me like I missed you.”“Sandra!” I said as I burst into laughter.I turned, and most people could see me through the see-through glass door. Bridgette was among them.I didn’t mind though. It was Sandra
Rhysand’s POVI lifted my eyes and there she was. Damn it, she was early.There went my plan of humiliating her, and she was even dressed up real good, as usual, always dressing to kill with those really nice figures of hers…“Well, you’re lucky this time,” I said to myself, giving a wicked smirk.“You’ll fall for it someday,” I said, as I sat in my office, looking at her walking into the room for the client briefing through the see-through glass door.Everyone was seated round the desk, papers, pencils, name it, pens. “Good morning all,” she greeted, surprisingly polite and handling the meeting. She spoke fiercely and kept a bright smile while at it.It was almost exciting to watch—brilliant as she was, I couldn’t expect anything less.“Isn’t that right, Mr Rhys?” Her voice brought me back to reality as she asked a question.“Yes, of course,” I responded, adjusting my black tie as I sat up properly, even though I hadn’t heard a word she had said.The meeting was over, and the client
Rhysand's POV Bridgette's words hit me hard, before I could reply, she had stormed off. The wedding was finally over.I hopped into my car so I could get the rest I needed at home but I sat up with vigilance as I noticed that my driver was taking another route."Are you drunk?" I asked to be certain that I was safe and he wasn't listening to the voices in his drunken mind. "No boss." He replied with that meekness "I'm taking you to your new home." He glanced at me through the rearview mirror.The side of my lips lifted in confusion. Dave was probably drunk and acting out of the alcohol's influence."What new home Dave? Take me home and stop playing around." I warned, frustrated that I had to deal with this after the relatively long day I had."I'm only doing my job, boss." He replied and stepped on the accelerator. I rubbed my temples. Unable to drag the steering wheel with him, I had to sit there and try to get him to pull over."Can you stop the car here? I'll drive tonight. I
Bridgette's POV "You look so beautiful in your dress. You made a beautiful bride." I remarked as I stood before my mom, Margaret who was dressed and ready to be called to walk into the wedding hall."And you, my daughter, you are glowing in that dress. I bet you will look even more stunning than I do when it's time." She said with a smile and I nodded to that. Romance was the last thing on my mind. I want to climb up the ladder of success so high that I will be untouchable. Only then will I consider romance. But I couldn't tell her that. Otherwise, she would go livid or become sober. It was her big day, I didn't want to do any of the above so I just bobbed my head with a smile. We could hear the guests clatter at the other side of the door. "I guess the hall is filled to its brim." Margaret voiced her anxiety indirectly. I could see the worry on her face."No need to worry, it's mostly people from work. Aaron has few friends and you have a husband who is obsessed with you. He woul
Rhysand's POVAfter seeing the pleased Italian representatives off, I returned to my office, about to celebrate the good news when I got a call from the board that an emergency meeting had been arranged.I strode to the meeting room with a sigh. They always found a way to stress me out."What's the matter that warranted an emergency meeting?" I asked, announcing my presence.We held a meeting not long ago, and another one has been arranged."The news of the contract the company signed with the Italians got to us now and we decided it's time for us to promote Ms. Bridgette. She outdid herself this time around. I'm sure you agree. And the position of a director had been left empty since the last director was let off work." Martin stated.His words made bile churn in my gut. "Since when did doing one's job as expected guarantee a promotion in my company?" I asked, trying to be as calm as I could be while reminding them that they were in my company and it was my rule.They all looked at
Bridgette's POV"Sweetheart, what do you think about this?" Margaret's voice cut through my train of thoughts and I looked at the iPad she held that had different wedding decoration ideas on the screen."They're all beautiful. Besides, it's your wedding. It will be cruel for me to choose for you." I replied with a smile."Have you spoken to the planner?" I asked and she nodded."She gave me these pictures to pick from since I didn't know what exactly I wanted," Margaret replied and I could see a hint of sadness on her face."Look, Mom, it's your special day. I understand that you didn't have the opportunity to experience all this in your first marriage, but this is nature giving you another chance at it, and this time around, I want you not to hold back for any reason whatsoever." I prodded."I mean, if you can defile your daughter for this man then you must really want this." She let out a chuckle at my words."Give it your all. No holding back." I leaned in and placed my forehead on
Rhysand's POV The wedding preparations were in place and my skin crawled whenever I was called to participate in one thing or the other regarding it.That was only one of the things that made my skin crawl. Aaron announced his wedding and the whole company and its employees couldn't keep shut when they heard that our parents were getting married. I found it hard to keep my head up whenever I heard the whispers. Just what has that old man gotten me into? How could he choose to get married to her mother amongst all the influential widows in the city who would add value to the company?He picked someone who I hadn't heard of or known except her hard-headed daughter who had constantly been a pain in the arse.I was a man of perfection. Always wanting more and nothing less and so far, Bridgette had managed to keep up to my taste, even higher, but her guts were revolting.She was almost... untouchable and it made me enraged that she prided herself as such."Mr. Rhys-- Rhysand." My new sec