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The Night Before I Knew Him You've to quit
(Song recommedation: When the party's over by Billie Eilish)JuneI’m in one of the fitting rooms at SCC, the mirror reflecting a dozen dresses in various cuts and shades. The attendants move efficiently, placing each piece in front of me, following a silent script dictated by Natalya. My hands touch the fabric, but my mind is elsewhere—clouded with thoughts I can’t shake, regrets I can’t bury.Regrets for not letting him slip away. Regrets for not stopping myself from caring, even when everything around me screams that I should. Hermes—my Hermes—isn’t just the CEO to me. And no matter how I try to act, no matter how much I tell myself to stay distant, I can’t let him go.My memory drifts back to the cafeteria, to the moment when his eyes didn’t meet mine. I didn't look either, telling myself it was just business—Hermes, the CEO, sitting beside me. But from the corner of my eye, I caught him staring. Not at me directly, not at his fiancée but at me. His gaze was subtle but loud.When
The Night Before I Knew Him What's the point of living?
~Hermes~My eyes are still shut, but I’m fully conscious now.I can hear Natalya’s voice fading, her heels tapping against the sterile floor as she and Charlotte leave the ward. The moment the door clicks shut, I exhale quietly, finally opening my eyes.I push myself up, the IV tugging against my arm. My head throbs, dull but bearable.The door opens again.I tense, ready to close my eyes and fake sleep—but it’s Ted."Well, that took long enough, he says, walking in with his usual bored expression, flipping through the monitor readings."You didn’t tell them anything, right?" I ask, sitting straighter, ignoring the sting in my temples.Ted sighs, dragging a chair closer to the bed. "I told you I wouldn’t." He drops into the seat and folds his arms. "Now do you mind telling me why you were rushed into my hospital on a Tuesday afternoon?"I cross my arms, looking away. "I do mind.""God, Hermes." He rubs his face, muttering under his breath before meeting my eyes again. "You’re starting
The Night Before I Knew Him Call me Natalya
June.Pathetic. Pathetic. Pathetic.You’re so pathetic, June.The words echo in my skull like a mantra as I pace the lobby floor. My pulse hasn’t slowed since they carried Hermes out on a stretcher.He’ll be alright, right?My palm flies to my cheek, slapping it lightly. "That’s what you’re thinking about? His well-being?" I whisper to myself, shaking my head.God. His fiancée — aka my new boss — just announced they’re getting married in a week.A week.It’s over. I lost. I freaking lost him.Every plan, every little spark of hope — all useless.It’s time to give up, June. Hermes was never yours.I bite my lower lip, my mind replaying that moment — my voice cutting through the chaos, calling his name. Hermes.Did they hear me?Shit. Of course they did. What excuse can I give? That it slipped out? That I forgot I was just an intern?God. This is bad."Hey, June— you okay?"Tobias’s voice jolts me. I spin around, heart racing. His expression is uneasy, uncertain."I—uh— I’m waiting for
The Night Before I Knew Him We're getting married
~Hermes~My steps falter for half a second as the memory flickers through my head —~Please don’t leave me.The words echo so clearly it feels like they were never just a dream.My pulse spikes.Did I say that out loud last night?Shit.I force my features still, dragging my gaze to Natalya, who’s flashing her bright, rehearsed smile at them.Natalya laughs at something Tobias says, smooth and effortless. There is no sign of suspicion. No simmering anger. No quiet, poised vengeance — the kind she’s famous for.If she heard me mention June’s name, she wouldn’t be smiling.June wouldn’t even be here. Natalya would’ve made sure of that.So maybe… I didn’t say her name. Maybe I only said don’t leave me.Maybe it was nothing.I school my expression — neutral, CEO-like — and follow Natalya to the table, pretending not to notice how June’s shoulders stiffen when I sit beside her.A camera flashes somewhere to my right.Reporters. Great.I can’t look at June. Not now. Not when Natalya’s laugh
The Night Before I Knew Him Don't leave me
~Hermes~I groan into my palm, rubbing my temple as a dull ache spreads across my skull. Last night is a complete blur—every memory gone. I can only recall the faint taste of the drink Natalya poured for me and… nothing else. Blackout. Total, absolute blackout.A flicker of suspicion crosses my mind. Did she drug me? I shake my head. No. She wouldn’t—well, not exactly wouldn’t, but still… I’d have noticed, right? I could ask her, but she’s nowhere to be found since I woke up. And I haven’t even checked the company, not really. Not since morning. Honestly, I didn’t want to risk bumping into June.I could call her—but I don’t even have her number. God, curiosity is eating me alive. My stomach twists as I imagine all the possibilities.Part of me is grateful, though. I woke up fully clothed. Natalya has this… uncanny way of getting her way with me when I’m unconscious, and it’s simultaneously terrifying and infuriating.My thoughts are cut short as the door shifts, and I lift my gaze.Th
The Night Before I Knew Him A lot to discuss
JuneMy teeth gnaw nervously at the end of my pen as Scott drones on about the quarterly report. I’m not hearing a word—at least, not in the way he expects. My mind is too busy plotting.If Scott would just shut up for five minutes, I could rush out, find Tobias, and start phase one of my so-called “relationship.” A fake relationship, obviously. The goal? Make Hermes Grande regret everything. Make him jealous, confused, and hopefully so miserable that he finally confesses whatever it is he’s hiding under those tailored suits and cold stares.The issue is Tobias doesn't know my real goal and I'd like to keep it that way.That’s the plan. Revenge and heartbreak, sprinkled with a little humiliation."Meeting dismissed," Scott’s voice finally booms.Before the words even finish echoing, I’m already on my feet, stuffing files into my folder and marching toward the door like a woman escaping prison.Behind me, I hear Amaka’s voice: "Hey, Jojo, what’s for lunch today?""Hamburger," I answer
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