Pamela's P.O.V:It was another Monday morning, and I was exhausted. I was exhausted by the fact that my life was crumbling around me.I should have listened to my mother when I was younger. Now that I'm twenty-five, I'm feeling very empty. My fiance, who had been supportive, was now my only hope.I was about to cry when Liam came out of the bathroom. His towel dangled dangerously low around his waist, revealing his chiseled abs. Then he approached me with a smirk on his face."Don't tell me you're crying," he said."I mean, it's your birthday tomorrow, and you can't be crying on the eve," he said, taking my hand in his.My birthday was the following day, and I had already informed my mother that I would bring Liam to her house. She'd only seen photos of him.He drew me into a hug, and I rested my head on his lower belly. We'd been together for almost a year, but whenever we were so close, my body went haywire. I was late for work, but I was tempted to go for a quickie."Don't worry, y

Pamela: After Mia slammed the door, I locked it and turned around, my back to the door, taking deep breaths and closing my eyes."Mr. Markinson wants to meet you today at the party because he couldn't yesterday!" Mia yelled as she walked away.I opened my eyes to find Royal staring at my naked body."Do not do that!" I screamed.Then he turned around, and I walked over to the bed, yanked the duvet off the bed, and wrapped it around my body. I then removed his shirt. "Here," I said, and he turned around to take it."Get yourself together and get out!" I turned away, my arms crossed across my chest.Then he scoffed and got out of bed. When he went into the bathroom, I threw myself face down on the bed and yelled into the sheets. I despised my life at the time, and the memory of last night made my stomach knot with disgust. Instead of butterflies, I felt like maggots were scurrying around in my stomach.I probably should fire him, I thought to myself as I got out of bed.He should have

Pamela:When I looked at Liam, I literally felt my heartbeat stop. His fingers twitched and his breathing was shallow. Tears pricked my eyes and began to fall. The tears in my eyes were not sad, but rather joyful. But everything Royal did still made no sense to me."What made you do it?" Looking back at Royal, I inquired. Then the smile on his face slipped immediately."Why are you crying?" He reached for my cheeks, but I pushed him away.Then a big grin appeared on my face, and I burst out laughing, turning Royal's expression into one of awe."Pamela, are you all right?" He inquired, reaching for my shoulder. I turned to face him, laughing and gently hitting his chest with my fist."I've never felt better in my life," I said, looking him in the eyes."But why?" I inquired once more.He still hadn't responded, and I suspected he was hiding something."Pamela, I'm going to get right to the point. I need you in my life, "he said, pulling me close to his chest."I... I... don't understan

Pamela: Morning came faster than I expected, I sighed, standing up from my bed yawning. I suddenly remembered I’m supposed to start work today and my yarning got stuck in my throat. Before I could stand up from my bed, the door suddenly opened and Royal walked into my room. “I know it’s your house but have a little bit of manner and knock next time”I said and he gave off a short laugh with a half smile on his face."It's not funny. I mean I could have been naked," I said to him, crossing my arms to my chest with creased brows."A great sight to behold then," he said, and I frowned more.“Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning, right?”he asked and I huffed standing up“I should go get ready, today is a big day”I said and started making my way towards my bathroom “Yeah, we should have breakfast together. The chef is rounding up”Royal said before I walked into the bathroomI turned on the shower and exhaled deeply as the droplets of water crashed down on my body. It

Pamela: The day finally came to an end after Charles decided to make me the errand girl instead of a secretary. I feel so drained and tired. My body is sore all over and I’m not sure I can do this anymore. I grabbed my bags and knocked on his door, wanting to tell him before I leave the premises “I will be going home”I said and he rose his head up from his laptop. He looked like a workaholic and I don’t care. “Okay”he said, focusing on his work. I stood there not knowing what to do, should I apologize for everything that happened or I should play dumb “I’m sorry”I suddenly blurted out.“What?”he said standing up.“I’m sorry for everything that happened back then, I’m sorry for the pains I caused you”I said and he cackled.“You’re sorry?”he asked and cackled louder “your laugh still haunts my smile and forces me to grim like pain forces tears to fall”he said with a hardened expression.“You know what! Get out of my office. If it meant something to you then why didn't you reach out