I try to stop Gabriel, but he's so much stronger than me and my pulling doesn't seem to faze him. Instead, he's pulling me along with him."Gabriel!" I try to plead with him."Mr. Hernsburg." He corrects unfailingly, not even pausing in his steps to look at me.When he enters the elevator, I follow suit. I thought I was stubborn until I met this man who seems to always have his way. "Why are you doing this?"He gives me a side glance. "You don't even know what I'm doing."I pause as he turns to look straight ahead. He's right. I don't know what he's about to do, but I know it won't help my reputation. I open my mouth to keep protesting but shut it back when I realize that my attempts will be futile.Instead, I take a minute to appreciate his side profile. His nose looks pointier and his jawline looks sharper, but maybe, that's just because he's quite angry.I don't realize we've reached the fifteenth floor until I hear the ping of the elevator stopping. There's chatter on the other si

I take a deep breath before knocking on the door. Belle had seen me coming up here and she'd winked at me. I flipped her off.I knock on the door again when I don't hear any response. Still nothing. Frowning, I try the handle, but it doesn't budge. It's locked. Did he go home when he told me to see him after work?Stepping back with a sigh, I am more than ready to leave and go home to Lucas when I hear the click of the door. Following the sound, the door opens and Gabriel steps back for me to enter.I take a good look at him. He looks exhausted like he has had a long day at work. I watch him as he walks to his couch and falls animatedly on it. I take a hesitant step inside."Lock the door behind you."My mind automatically drifts to Shawn, but I quickly shake the thoughts out of my head. Gabriel isn't like that. He won't force me to do what I don't want to do. Deciding to trust him, I lock the door before approaching him. "Gabriel?"His lips twitch in a tired smile. "It's Mr. Hernsbu

"And then, you hear the voice of voice over artist saying—""Times up. That's a wrap for today. We'll continue this meeting tomorrow." Nessa announces, cutting me off. I can't help the scowl that appears on my face. "I'm not done with my pitch."Nessa smiles sweetly at me, standing up and packing up her files. "It's not my fault the meeting was set to go on for only an hour."My other colleagues are torn in between leaving as well or staying to let me complete my pitch because it's lunch break. I'm tempted to tell Nessa to go fuck herself, but I know it won't be very professional of me. So I bite back my words, disconnect my laptop from the projector and walk out of the conference room with the lot.I don't go to my cubicle though. I follow Nessa to her office. She's one of the only people with an office on our floor, but she's definitely the only one who exploits the power that comes with it."What do you want now?" She asks when she glimpses at me behind her. Immediately after she

"Do you have everything you need?""Yup," Lucas replies to me, hanging his backpack as I pack our lunch. I'd taken up Gabriel's offer on taking Lucas to work since I don't have any other choice. It's the first day of going back to work after my suspension. I am sure Nessa won't be too thrilled about my comeback. Even if the suspension was unpaid, I admitted that I needed the break and it was nice to spend time with my son without having to worry about work.During the past week, Gabriel dropped by almost every day, claiming he wanted to check up on Lucas. It was a sweet gesture and it made Lucas smitten with him because he always came with a new book for him, but it was also confusing for me because why was my boss willing to spend time with my son?When I finally asked Lucas to explain what happened to me, he admitted that the boy that got hurt was initially bullying him and saying hurtful things about Lucas' father not being around. Lucas had pushed him, wanting him to go away, but

I'm tucking Lucas in when I hear a loud knock on the front door. I sigh, knowing it's going to be a long night."Sleep tight." I kiss Lucas' forehead and as I'm about to leave him, he holds my wrist. I look down at him, a question in my eyes."I'm not gonna be able to sleep, am I? I heard you and aunt Heather. You're having a girl's night, aren't you?""Yes, well, try to sleep anyway. We won't be loud."I don't believe myself and I know Lucas doesn't as well, but he doesn't argue. Instead, he bids me goodnight and closes his eyes, hoping to sleep. It's only eight, and despite the fact that we all have to go to work tomorrow, I know I have reckless friends.I don't bother to rush to open the door when they keep knocking because I know they'll let themselves in soon and that's proven correct when I walk out of Lucas' room and see all three of them making themselves at home.Racheal is the first to see me. "We brought wine!""You're a lawyer, Racheal. You should know better than to drink