All Chapters of She's My New Boss : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Chapter 2.— Once upon a time there was a lunch in a not very nice family….Sundays have always been my second-favorite part of the weekend, right after Friday nights and all of Saturday. Or would Friday night count as a separate day? Anyway, the point still stands. But back to the subject at hand, there was a reason for my personal fondness for Sundays. Back when I was a teenager—not all that long ago—it was customary for me to gather with my parents in our small dining room and enjoy traditional Brazilian meals in our modest home in Philadelphia.Yes, I was born in Brazil. However, I ended up on American soil at the age of ten, along with my parents, a sister still tucked away in my mother's belly, and big dreams of a better life—all packed into our luggage.But after going to a bar on Friday night and waking up in a room that wasn't mine, next to a woman I didn't know, on Saturday morning, I was starting to hate my beloved Sunday. What a hateful day! As if the embarrassment of the d

Chapter 4.— Once upon a time, the order of the century…If I ever tell you what happened that Sunday, no one will believe me…— Well, tell me, my son. — Francesco encouraged him.— Please stand up, Carina! — Lorenzo asked politely, rising from his chair as well.A smug smile spread across his lips, and I was enjoying the scene less and less.He wouldn't do what my intuition was screaming at me, would he?— Cah, my sweet, eternal love. — He continued in the same tone, taking my hands in his and squeezing them tightly. All I could do was look at him with concern and fear, completely in shock. — I am absolutely convinced that you are the woman of my life.Of course I am, I thought, with all my mental sarcasm.— Lorenzo… — I tried to interrupt him, but he pressed a finger to my lips, silencing me.I didn't even have to look around to know I was being watched. I could feel three pairs of eyes staring at us in silence. One pair in particular seemed ready to burn me alive at any moment, send

Chapter 6.— Once upon a time, the new CEO…— Arabella… Well, she's been too busy with work lately. — I wrinkled the tip of my nose, opting for an almost universal truth and putting my suspicions aside for the moment. — And we still need to set a date for your dinner with us. — I shifted away from our current topic and continued with my miraculous plan.What could possibly go wrong with trying to set my best friend up with my head of planning? Given my current “lucky” streak, anything. However, he who laughs last laughs best.— Yes, of course. — She agreed, her cheeks still rosy. — However, if it weren't for the betrayal he's unaware of, what would be the reason for you being fired, Cah? — She returned to the previous topic.— Lorenzo said I'd be fired if I broke up with him. — I let out a heavy sigh and ran my fingertips between my eyebrows, massaging a worry line that wouldn't go away. — Lora, by the end of the day, I'll be out on the street. I'm sure I haven't been called into HR an

Chapter 8.— Once upon a time, Mr. Vacchiano's downfall…For Veronica VacchianoThe nostalgic moment between Aunt Marie and me faded into the background, giving way to one of the reasons I had returned to North America. The time had come for Francesco Vacchiano and his heir to fall. In other words, I would get revenge on them for all the suffering they had caused me fifteen years ago. Father and son would lose what they loved most in the world.— You have no idea how ready I am to put an end to their happiness, Aunt Marie — I declared with a mischievous smile. — The last ten years have been more than enough to prepare me to take away what they love most.In response, her smile grew even wider.— Shall we go, dear? — She pointed down a long hallway.I simply nodded, and we began walking in near silence, a comfortable quiet broken only by the steady click of my high heels against the white porcelain floor.— Your grandfather would be very proud of you, Veronica — Mrs. Marie said with an

Chapter 10.— Once upon a time there was an untraditional grandmother…It was mid-July and, unlike in the United States, it was winter in Brazil.The sea breeze was soft and cold at the same time, making me huddle deeper into my heavy coats. However, not even the biting cold could make me want to get up from the soft sand and run for the shelter of my grandmothers’ apartment. Sitting there alone with my thoughts finally quiet, I felt something I hadn’t felt in a long time. Amid the chaos of life in Miami, between writing in what little free time I had, working like crazy at the construction company, giving my spoiled ex-boyfriend attention, and trying to always be there for the people I’d considered my best friends until then, I almost always neglected myself.Now, I was simply being myself, for myself and no one else.In contrast to the peace I felt, a dark cloud threatened to disturb it and send my thoughts spiraling in an unpleasant direction once again. The offer to become Veronica