Chapter 1
Xena Remington
What can be a very stupid decision when it comes to your career?
Being an HR Manager to one of the most dangerous people in this country. On paper it looks great. Xena Remington, working as a Senior HR under the Lancaster Empire.
Till now my job has been very easy, just finding people to hire and keeping everyone in the office happy by managing their complains. On occasions, it has gotten difficult when it comes to being there when your acquaintances are fired but hey, it’s a part of my job.
But today is my worst nightmare. An employee, I mean an ex-employee has filed a complaint against the CEO of the company for harassment and wrongful termination.
So for the first time in my life, I am going to have an interaction with one of the most dangerous men on this planet, Axel Lancaster.
To make myself clearer and to explain why I am freaking out so much, Axel Lancaster was a devil in disguise with the most beautiful face and the body of an Adonis. He was known for his cruel and lethal ways. Everyone in the country knew he was a bad man, but nobody, not even the cops tried to bother him. It was a known fact that he was the CEO of an enterprise which was just a cover-up to smoothly run his mafia business.
“Xena, he is ready for you.” I look up as I feel a shiver run down my body knowing my body didn’t want to move out of this safe environment and go meet a mafia boss. Jerold is standing near my cabin as he tries to give me a reassuring smile.
I get up and start gathering my files before walking out. I feel Jerold walk behind me maintaining a huge distance between us which annoys me.
As we enter the empty elevator, he finally stands close to me and whispers, “It’s going to be fine, just agree with everything that he says, brief him and get out. The less you talk, the better it might be.” I know he is trying to give me some advice for my own good but I am really mad at him.
“Really, Jerold? Now that nobody is around, you’ll talk to me? We’ve been together for 2 years now and you don’t want to call me your girlfriend-“
“This is why I hate your friend, Zara, she puts all this nonsense in your head, everything was perfect and then she meets you and gaslights you.”
“NO Jerold. Everything is perfect for you, everything is going according to your convenience, you are the one gas lighting me. I’ve been upset about this for a long time now. She listens to me and she is brutally honest with me. I know you are embarrassed of me and that you are waiting for someone better to come along so-“
“Shhhh we are here. Please stop arguing about things that don’t matter. I am so tired of this.” He says as he shakes his head, I look up to see the elevator reaching the 17th floor finally.
“Thing that don’t matter?” I say as my eyes fill up with tears.
2 fucking years. Zara is right, I am blinded by love, I refuse to see his flaws but he was so amazing during the first few months of our relationship or whatever this is.
All I wanted was for things to go back to normal.
“Jeez for fuck’s sake don’t cry. You are embarrassing me. You always do this. This exactly why I can never make you my girlfriend. Now wipe those fucking tears and act professional. Please stop embarrassing me.” He whispers harshly and walks away fast when the elevator open so as to not be seen with me.
Ouch, but I am used to it now.
What happened to the Jerold I met? Zara is right, I can’t let a man treat me like this.
I wipe away my tears quickly as we enter the grand office and cool air hits my warm face. I take a deep breath in as my eyes land on a man facing his huge muscular back to us, cussing away on the phone making me more nervous.
As a woman, who is around 5’5, which I think is a good height, I feel too small in front of my boss who is known for his huge muscular stature.
I would always hear the female employees going ga ga over their Adonis of a boss whenever they managed to get a little glimpse of him.
My heart stopped beating as he turned around and kept his phone down. I could feel my hands shaking as I tried to hold on to my files as tightly as possible.
I feel a shudder run down my body as I gather up courage to look up as my eyes meet a pair of greyish green eyes. Confusion sprawls over my face before I adjust my eyes to look at this my ‘mafia’ boss’s ridiculously handsome face and my eyes widen.
I need to stop staring
But he so beautiful!
Xena look away now.
But-
Look away!
I look down immediately as I sense him coming closer to us. His delicious alpha male scent fills my nose making me feel butterflies fluttering in my stomach.
God, fuck me.
How hot is this man?
“Yes Mr. Hart. What is this all about?” I hear a deep demanding voice, it was clear that he was in no mood to discuss this complaint filed against him.
“Sorry sir, we have to do this. Ms. Remington here will listen to your side of the story and then give you a small briefing if this ends up becoming an actual lawsuit. We are just trying to avoid getting the lawyers involved here.” Jerold says in a meek voice, surprising me.
What happened to the man who bosses me around all the time?
“Hart, do I look like a man who cares about the law?” He asks in a sarcastic tone making me gulp.
“Sorry sir-“
“Fine, let’s get started. Ms. Remington, right?” My head shoots up as he takes my name and my eyes widen like saucers when I see him staring back right into my soul.
“Uh Yes.” I say as I clear my throat. “I will just ask-“
“She has some questions. If you don’t understand, I will explain it properly.“ Jerold interrupts me making my blood boil. He always does this. He thinks I am incapable of doing anything right.
“No, I think I can actually-“ I almost whisper as I feel my confidence draining.
“First we need to hear your side of this story.“ He interrupts me again and gives me a ‘shut the fuck up’ look. I just want the ground to open up and swallow me, “and then-“
“Hart, I don’t need you here, GET OUT.” I purse my lips to absorb the shock as I see Jerold mirroring my expression but obeying Axel immediately.
As Jerold leaves I feel all the blood drain out of my body. I am alone in a room with a man who has probably killed a lot of people and done god knows what.
“Please take a seat, Ms. Remington.” His voice brings me out of my trance as I hurriedly take a seat in front of him.
When did he walk away from me and sit down?
“Okay so I have a few questions here, but first let me just explain the complaint filed by Ms. Scott here. She says you used her for-“ I gulped as I realized what kind of situation I am in, “umm yeah for for-“
“Sex.” I hear a throaty chuckle as he rubs his forehead, “Ms. Remington, are you sure you are up for this?”
I take a huge breath in and I meet his alluring eyes when I realize that I’ve been looking down the whole time.
Maybe Jerold is right.
I can’t do this.
“Yes, I am.” I say as I clear my throat again, speaking clearly this time, “Ms. Scott has claimed that you allegedly used her for sex and offered her a better position in the company in return and then you fired her when she complained to sue for sexual harassment and for falsely promising her something.”
“Very good.” He says making my whole face heat up. I am a sucker for words of validation. Someone telling me I did something properly makes me very happy.
“Thank you. Now can you tell me your side of the story.” I asked him confidently and I see a small smile appear on his face.
He is so beautiful.
Xena, for the love of god, concentrate.
“okay, I think I fucke-“ He raised his eyebrows as my eyes widened, not being used to hearing obscenities, “I apologize, I slept with her once because she kept coming on to me multiple times. I never talked to her about a promotion or a raise. As an HR of this company, I am sure you know how against we are when it comes to top management asking for sexual favors in exchange for a better position. Also I don’t think I know what she works here as. I don’t think I wanted anything to do with her after sleeping with her once and she threw a fit after that and threatened to sue.”
I nodded, already knowing that he was telling the truth. Natalie Scott has always been known around the office as a woman who is obsessed with Axel Lancaster.
“Still you could have warned her that it was a one-time thing.” I murmur almost inaudibly. I think I was projecting my relationship insecurities on him.
I hear him chuckling, “I am sorry, I can’t be held responsible for a woman who refuses to read the signs and step away from a situation that will obviously never work in her favour. Like with you and Mr. Hart.”
My mouth falls open as stare at this absurdly attractive face,”Wh-What? No its n-not.”
“Save it, you cried right before you entered the room, which I am guessing has something to do with him, you also don’t speak up when he interrupts you and from what I have witnesses, he has no respect for you but you still choose to stay with a man like that. Women are smart enough to see the signs but I can’t do anything if they choose to ignore them.”
I stared at him dumbfounded.
Is it that obvious that Jerold mistreats me?
I am really discussing my relationship problems with a mafia boss?
Chapter 2 Xena Remington “Umm none of that is true.” I murmur but somehow he could still hear me. I know Jerold asked me to keep it short and just agree with him but I can’t. I have never been a person who could just agree with someone to keep them happy. Which is why I hate how Jerold will speak up against me but won’t dare to ever challenge his boss. “Sure, sweetheart. Now, are we done?” He says sarcastically before asking, almost like he is making a statement and ending this meeting. He gets up from his seat, ready to lead me out of the cabin. “No no, I am not done.” I say quickly, making him lean against the desk right in front of me. Oh no. he so close to me. He smells soo good. “Why not?” He says tiredly and stares right in my eyes making me conscious. How’s my hair looking? “I need to brief you, like your answers to the questions-“ “You think I require a briefing?” He asks as I gulp a little, “You think I am not smart enough to answer a few easy questions?” “No, it’
Chapter 3 Xena Remington I quickly popped two advils as I gathered my files to head towards the conference room. Jerold argued so much with me about nonsensical stuff when we went home. I yawned while he was making a point which led to him getting angrier. Needless to say, I didn’t get any sleep last night. I don’t know why he is more riled up than usual and of course he won’t confide in me about his problems because it makes him feel like ‘lesser man’. I head to the conference room to see Jerold standing next to Axel Lancaster. Everyone looked so small and meek next to him. I make my way towards them as I take a deep breath in. I don’t know why I get so nervous at the thought of Axel Lancaster. “Mr. Lancaster, here is the complaint Ms. Scott filed against you. In case you want to refer to it.” I say as I stand beside Jerold in front of Mr. Lancaster. “Ms. Remington, he doesn’t need anything, just get him some coffee and stand-“ Jerold was about to dismiss me when Axel interrup
Xena RemingtonAs I follow him to his office, I feel my nerves building up. I am going crazy right now. I felt like how a child would feel when the summer vacation gets over and they have to go back to school.I hate being put in stressful situations but thanks to Jerold, I am used to it.We enter his office, and memories of the last time I was in there fill my mind. I remember how nervous I was to see him.I gulp when he turns around to face me. Oh god! Why are we not sitting at his desk face to face? Isn’t that how people get fired?Oh god. Is he going to shoot me? Don’t be crazy, Xena. He wouldn’t want all the blood to get over his beautiful Italian carpet.“Xena Remington.” I feel the hair at the back of my neck stand as I bring myself to look into his beautiful yet intimidating eyes.He said my name.I felt a rush go down my spine as I try to calm myself down, “This might be a cliché thing, the thing that I am about to do-““Oh no, he going to shoot me.” I slap a hand across my
Xena Remington When I walked out of Axel Lancaster’s office yesterday, I realized how safe and respected I feel around him. But at the same time, a terrible realisation is hitting me that I have been putting on the back burner for the longest time. I don't think I am capable of anything. I don’t think I am very intelligent either. I used to be very different before I met Jerold.Years of brushing my opinion off, laughing every time I make a mistake, and calling me stupid every time I didn’t understand something. It was never this obvious before. I don’t even remember when it all began. He has slowly but surely broken my self-esteem and left me feeling like an incompetent piece of shit. Last night was the first time, I directly went to sleep before Jerold could start an argument with me about how I made him feel disrespected during the meeting.I hear footsteps approaching the small dining table where I was eating my breakfast and drinking
Xena RemingtonHilton HotelThe entire room goes quiet as Axel Lancaster walks in. For the first time in 7 years, without a date.Why didn’t he bring a date? He always brings a model. Zara and I always used to get a kick out of getting a picture with them. I suddenly see all the women adjusting their dresses and reapplying their lipsticks discreetly. Axel looked uninterested as a lot of people tried to talk to him. He was into such events, he hated talking to people and shaking their hands. From what Jerold has told me about him, he hated having long conversations and people beating around the bush before telling him exactly what they wanted from him.I held my breath and allowed myself to get a good look of him. He looked so good in his pitch-black suit. At such a huge party, with so many people it was still so easy to spot Axel.I am a little ashamed of myself as I constantly keep finding myself fantasizing about this man. Nothing too dirty, just our hands brushing, his delicious
Xena Remington:“WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED YESTERDAY?” Zara’s voice boomed as she barged into my office, stunning everyone in the hallway for a second.“I swear to god. You know as much as I do. I told him about what Jerold said and the next thing I know, he is coming close to me and he’s talking to me about something.” I tell her, rubbing my forehead as I try to remember what exactly happened yesterday.“What did he talk about?”“I don’t remember,” I yell helplessly making her look at me with wide eyes.“What do you mean?” “I don’t know I was drunk, he was so close to me… he smelled like heaven. It was all just blurry and intoxicating. Also, I owe him, that’s how I got him to come to the party.”“Oh no.” Zara says before taking a seat in front of me, “I don’t know Xena. Owing something to a mob boss-““My life was fine before I met him. Now it’s-““NO! Absolutely not. Your life was never fine. It was fine maybe before you met Jerold.” She lectures me.“Okay, I have to tell you a lot of
Xena Remington:“Oh, so you are home.” I say as soon as I enter my house when I see Jerold’s shoes on the porch, “the least I expect from you is for you to at least answer my texts. You’ve been MIA for almost a day now.”I hear some shuffling in the kitchen which indicates that he is there but he doesn’t answer. Of course, he won’t. His fragile ego is probably wounded. I don’t even know where he was yesterday.“Jerold!” I say as I enter the kitchen and see him eating takeout on the dining table, not bothering to look up at me, “Where were you?”“Oh Xena, I thought you were still busy dry-humping Axel fucking Lancaster.” He said making me roll my eyes.“You literally forced me into doing it. Also, what did you want me to do? Push him away and say what? I have a boyfriend? Oh, wait sorry. You don’t want anyone to know that we are together.” I yell, filled with fury.I can’t believe he has the nerve to talk to me like that after all the things that he has done to me, after all the things
Xena RemingtonI head towards Axel Lancaster’s house which is approximately 20 minutes away from my office. Thankfully, he had a driver drive me around to his house because I couldn’t afford to take my car out anymore so I take the bus and right now as I look at the kind of rich and posh area we are in, I doubt they run buses here.Mrs. Peters came to my office at 4 pm sharp to tell me that Axel had some very urgent work to take care of so he had to leave but he still wants my answer today itself. So he asked his driver to bring me to his house around 6 pm and that I would also be dropped off at my house after we are done with our meeting.My hands were clammy and I could feel a rush of nervousness in my veins as the car entered through the giant gates and I see the most beautiful house ever.The kind of house you put in your vision board as a child because you think you are going to end up being a millionaire by the time you are thirty.I thank the driver for the lift as he helps me