All Chapters of Irresistible Boss: Succumbing to Your Touch: Chapter 941 - Chapter 950

Rick’s POVLife did surprise me, and I was beginning to understand what my mother always told me whenever I got anxious for something to happen. She would say, "Wait, what's meant for you is already set aside." I used to find that strange, not understanding what she meant by "set aside", but now I was starting to think it had something to do with destiny, even though I didn't really believe in that sort of thing.I was parking in front of my parents' new house, with Anabel beside me, pregnant with my child, ready to tell them they were going to be grandparents. I was euphoric! And my mother was curious, since the day before I had just called her and asked if we could have breakfast together as a family.As soon as I got out of the car, Don parked. Del, who arrived with him, immediately came over wanting to know what was going on, as she was certain something was wrong for me to request a family meeting. I almost told her, because I wanted to go around shouting that I was going to be a

Tess’s POVSince when had Rick become so rude? Calling me a whore, threatening me. No way, he was dead wrong if he thought he could get rid of me like that. And Flavian was still hung up on that little mouse Manuela, who would have thought! Oh, but I could snatch him away from her real quick, show him what a real woman is like, that would be fun. But no, I needed to stay focused, things would happen in a specific order, planned and organized. And to start, I wanted to go back, I wanted that job at Henry's company back and I wanted to be in their homes again, everything just like before.I would behave perfectly, gain all their trust again, even those insufferable women's trust, I'd be a little lamb until everyone believed in my repentance. I'd show myself as repentant, suffering, fragile, and then, one by one, I'd destroy their happy little lives. Being on the inside, I'd scheme, create intrigue, all without them even imagining I was causing trouble.One by one, I'd make them all separ

Anabel’s POVI dreamed of getting married, and I was willing to give that up if Rick didn't want it. I thought he didn't want it, after all, he'd been married before and had been disappointed. I understood that. I would give it up for him because I loved him, and what we had was very special. I knew he loved me. But to propose to me like that, as if it were nothing, just to solve a problem? Not because he wanted to marry me, not because he felt the desire to legally unite with me, but because he thought it would solve a problem? Oh no, that was unacceptable. It hurt me deeply."Are you proposing to me to get me away from Lionel? Is that it?" I asked, giving him a chance to explain himself."Yes, Ana. Legally, I would be the person making decisions for you if necessary, and you know I would never hurt you. I wouldn't try anything against you," he explained, explained it legally. I pulled away from him. This had been unnecessary."Rick, before I marry you just to get rid of Lionel, I'd h

Rick’s POVMelissa really wasn't kidding around, she had chosen an excellent restaurant. I liked it, though. I hadn't been there before and was already thinking about taking Ana there for dinner. She would love their filet and potato options. We placed our orders and Melissa watched me in silence for a moment."Tell me you didn't do something really stupid, precious," Melissa said as if she were actually making a request."I don't know. I hope not." I told her about what had happened and Anabel's reaction to my proposal. Melissa let out a loud sigh."Okay, it was bad, but not that bad. You had good intentions, but you went about it the wrong way." Melissa stirred the juice glass in front of her. "My question for you is: do you want to marry Ana?""Mel, after everything that's happened, I don't believe in marriage anymore. I believe in what I have with her," I answered and told her about my conversation with Alan."Oh, Alan is such a sweetheart! But he's old school, from the days when m

Tess’s POVGod, what a seedy little hotel I've gotten myself into! But what could I do? I was low on cash, and until I could convince Rick to support me, or at least until Henry gave me my job back, I'd have to put up with this.As soon as I arrived, I ran into a strange, half-drunk man getting into the cramped elevator with a prostitute. Yes, a prostitute, because with that red hair that looked like a plastic wig and that dress the same color as her hair, which barely covered the essentials and looked like it had been slashed all over with a box cutter, plus those side strings that made it all bunched up - well, that could only be a prostitute. And I pretended not to notice that she was chewing gum like a cow chewing cud in a pasture.But the next day I ran into that character again, once more in the elevator, in the middle of the afternoon, with another questionable man. This time it was an old man who could barely stand, and I wondered what he was going to do with a prostitute. But