OLIIVER I walked out of my office, it was late and every person had left including my assistant. I stood in front of her desk for a while with my hands stucked into my pockets, watching her desk. So far, she had been the only asistant that had survived me since I came. The first two girls were colossial disappointments. The first one kept making passes at me, hinting that she wanted me to fuck her and had grabbed my erection one day in my office. I had to expose her in the office and she packed up and quitted the next day. The second always ogled at me, although she did not make passes at me. She alsways made mistakes and expected me to rub her furs. But I did not add anyone to my payroll to pet them, they worked for me and should know what they should do. She packed up and left too and I found Miss Knight. When I called for an interview, I made sure to know the women's perspectives about falling helplessly in love and her answer impressed me the most. While other women fant

ELLEN My heart hammered against my chest. I was so engrossed in the thought of Oliver's death that I forgot the symptoms of an asthma attack. My mother had asthma and Sophie has it too, but at that moment, I forgot the severe shortness of breath, chest pain, coughing, and wheezing. Tears were now streaming down my eyes as I was oblivious about what to do. I had to gently stand and search for his phone to look for help, but it was locked and there were no numbers in his emergency contact except for one saved with a heart emoji. I was not interested in what it meant at that moment, so I dialed it. It rang and I heard the sound upstairs. I looked up toward the stairs and looked at the man wheezing on the floor and that was when it hit me. He was asthmatic. With the phone still in my hand, I ran back to him and searched his pockets, but his reliever inhaler was not there. I quickly dropped the phone on the table and went to help him sit up. He was a heavy man, but I tried to

ELLEN "Mommy!" Sophie yelled as I came into the door. She was seated with Kennedy at the dining table going through her assignment. She threw her hands around my neck, and I hugged her back, kissing her cheek and she giggled. I loved my daughter so much that only her laughter brightened me. I was happy that she was happy, but I knew a time would come when she would get tired of not seeing me in her life, especially at the most important moments of her life, starting with her annual ballet dance. I took her to the seat and kissed Kennedy's cheeks. We exchanged pleasantries and I went up to my room to change. Lily was in the kitchen, and she followed me to my room once she saw me. "Hey," she said, closing the door gently behind her. I was on the bed, taking off my shoes. I smiled at her. "Hey, Lily." I knew why she was in my room, but I do not want to bring up anything from work right now. "How do you feel?" "Tired." She came to my bed and sat besid

ELLEN I stood in front of him as he tapped his pen on the desk repeatedly saying nothing. I knew he was looking for the most hurtful words to use on me. I was ready for them, and I had my answer already made up for whatever question he threw at me. After the San Francisco incident, I went to work on my own. I no longer used his driver or whoever he sent, and he understood and stopped sending drivers to my house. That was the first step in breaking free from him. "Miss Knight, do you care to explain why you left work halfway yesterday, without prior notice?" "I had an emergency and I told Mr. Dante Moreno." "Dante did not employ you. I did!" he snapped. "I am sorry, you were all busy and I couldn't reach you directly." Silence followed my explanation, and I was forced to look at him. He was pinning me down with his eyes and I quickly dragged my eyes away. "Did you know why I hired you for this job?" he asked. I shook my head. "Good. I hope you know you are not qualified for

ELLEN Sophie was calm and sleeping when we got there. Kennedy was already in the room, and he stood up when he saw us. His glare at Dante told me he did not take Dante's presence well. "What is he doing here?" Kennedy gritted after I checked on Sophie. Her class teacher had called on the way and said she was taken to a real hospital. I looked from him to Dante who was somewhat confused and stepped in before Kennedy forgot his clenched fist on Dante's face. My guess was he assumed Dante was my selfish, arrogant boss. "Ken, this is Dante from work. Dante, this is Ken, my younger brother." Ken's features relaxed and he took the hand Dante stretched out to him. "I had heard nothing about you," he said. "Same here," Dante replied with a smirk and they both looked at me. I was seated beside Sophie now and holding her hand in mine, glad that she was fine and was only sleeping. I wondered if Dante would recognize her features and connect them to Oliver because