LOGINThat night, the cold air couldn't seem to penetrate my skin. I walked slowly, my mind stuck on a loop, replaying Dominic’s words over and over again.I should contact him once I arrive? Was he serious? Was he actually worried about me? But... why? Does he like me?"Oh, come on, Daisy. Don't get ahead of yourself," I muttered to myself. Dominic was such a handsome man; there was no way he could like a girl like you.I remained trapped in an internal tug-of-war—feeling a spark of confidence one second, only to deny it the next. It kept swirling in my head until I finally reached the door of my rented room."So... do I really have to call him?" I whispered. For some reason, I could feel my cheeks suddenly burning hot.I quickly changed my clothes. Instead of calling him right away, I sat on the edge of my bed, clutching a towel, getting ready to shower."Maybe I shouldn't call... but what if he's waiting?" I grumbled while staring at my dark phone screen.Driven by a sudden impulse, my f
Sharing a bus with Dominic gave me the chance to observe him up close. Despite his worn-out shirt and trousers, he appeared remarkably well-groomed. His jaw was clean, as if freshly shaven, and his skin looked healthy. There was also a subtle, lingering scent about him—a fragrance so pleasant it made me feel strangely at ease in his presence. I didn’t know what perfume he was wearing, but its warmth wrapped around me like a silent comfort.However, my attention was suddenly diverted by the phone in his hand. The device looked strikingly similar to a luxury, limited-edition model. When I gathered the courage to ask, he simply replied with a shrug that it was a knock-off. It made sense, I supposed. How could a man living in Rusty Lane afford such an extravagant item?"Do you live alone? Or do you still have family nearby?" he asked."I’m on my own. I grew up in an orphanage and have no other family," I answered, though the truth always tasted a bit bitter."Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean
The night felt interminable after I finally cleared the mountain of work on my desk. I had just stumbled upon a bitter reality: the finances of the company I worked for were in shambles. Yet, as a "green" new hire, I knew my position wasn't strong enough to do anything. My superiors seemed shrouded in a collective fear, refusing to expose the rot. They deliberately turned a blind eye, treating the corruption like an open secret that was better left undisturbed.I shut down my computer, letting the darkness slowly creep in from the corners of the room. Since it was already quite late, I hurriedly packed my things. As I opened the drawer to grab my bag, my eyes landed on the stack of documents Dominic had entrusted to me earlier that afternoon."Where did he go? Why hasn't he shown his face all day?" I murmured, puzzled. I stared at the thick files with hesitation. For safety’s sake, I made sure to lock the drawer securely.I made it out of the office just in time, specifically, right b
Every eye in the room instantly snapped to Dominic the moment he raised a hand, abruptly cutting off the operations manager’s presentation. A heavy, suffocating silence swept through the boardroom, stifling the previously noisy atmosphere. Bastian, the manager, turned deathly pale. He looked visibly shaken, the fingers clutching his laser pointer beginning to tremble.Bastian froze in his tracks, standing before the brightly lit projector screen."I... I beg your pardon, Mr. Dominic? Which data do you mean? Didn't I send over the same file earlier?" Bastian stammered, his voice thin and nearly vibrating with nerves."Not that one. Not the manipulated file you tinkered with, but the original data!" Dominic’s unexpected retort turned the room’s atmosphere suffocatingly tense."What do you mean, Sir? There is no other data besides this!" Bastian tried to defend himself, his voice trembling."The discrepancy data in the procurement and shipping modules that you haven’t 'adjusted' yet. Tha
Suddenly, a man dressed in an impeccable suit with a very "expensive" aura approached our table. I was momentarily stunned, but my confusion reached its peak when the man suddenly greeted Dominic as "Boss."Did I hear that right? Why would someone that sophisticated call Dominic that?Before I could even process the situation, Dominic’s eyes snapped toward the man, glaring at him with a sharp intensity. He stood up abruptly and grabbed the stranger’s hand, shaking it with incredibly stiff movements."Boss Kevin!" Dominic exclaimed suddenly, his voice laced with a hint of panic."I’m sorry, Boss Kevin, I’m still on my lunch break. I’ll deliver your documents immediately after! Please... don’t fire me!" Dominic said, his pleading tone sounding... a bit excessive?The man called Kevin glanced at me for a moment, then looked back at Dominic. He let out a strange, awkward smile, looking as if he himself was confused about how to react."Ahem! Dominic! Do you even intend to work? Do you thi
The peaceful lunch atmosphere had transformed into a suffocating battlefield. The man who had been hurling insults looked increasingly livid; his face flushed a deep, angry crimson at Dominic’s "disrespectful" retort."Dominic, you...! You little bastard!" The man began to clench his fists so hard his knuckles turned white, as if he were ready to throw a punch at Dominic’s face right then and there."What? You want to hit me?" Dominic challenged. This time, his eyes flickered sharply toward the security camera in the corner of the room. "Don’t you see the CCTV? One single punch, and I will sue you for hundreds of thousands of dollars. Go ahead—try me if you’re brave enough!""You! Ugh!" The man finally stormed off in a huff, realizing that picking a fight with Dominic in public would only lead to his own ruin. Once he was gone, Dominic turned his gaze toward me."I’m sorry, Daisy... I ended up making you uncomfortable," Dominic said sincerely, his voice softening as the tension began







