All Chapters of A Secretive Deal with My Billionaire Boss: Chapter 201 - Chapter 210

MadisonThe elevator continued its descent, each floor making my anxiety climb higher. Alexander stood beside me, his cologne filling the small space, making it hard to think clearly. His presence always clouded my judgment, making me forget why I should keep my distance. "You're quiet," he remarked, eyes fixed on the descending floor numbers. "Just wondering where we're going," I replied, trying to keep my voice steady. "Patience, Ms. Harper." The corner of his mouth lifted in that infuriating half-smile. "It's a virtue you might want to cultivate." The elevator slowed and dinged as we reached our destination, ten floors below the executive level. When the doors slid open, Alexander gestured for me to exit first. I stepped into an unfamiliar corridor. I'd never been to this floor before. My duties had kept me primarily on the executive level, with occasional trips to specific departments for meetings or deliveries. Alexander led the way down a hallway, past a series of glass-w

MadisonI stared at Caroline's message, my finger hovering over the screen. The audacity of this woman was truly something else. My first instinct was to decline. After our last interaction at the Charity Gala, I had zero interest in spending an evening with her. But something made me pause. Alexander had only instructed me not to reveal his whereabouts to her; he never said anything about not meeting her. And there was that name that kept circling in my mind: Katherine. Caroline had known Alexander for years. If anyone might have information about this mysterious woman from his past, it would be her. The thought of finally getting answers was tempting enough to endure an evening of Caroline's company. I typed back: "Sure, I can make it. See you at 7." Immediately after sending it, I wondered if I'd made a mistake. But it was done now. The blue text bubble stared back at me, mocking my impulsivity. I set my phone down and massaged my temples. What was I thinking? Meeting Carolin

MadisonThe cab ride home was a blur of city lights and muffled conversations. I stared out the window, watching as we moved from the sleek high-rises of Midtown to my more modest neighborhood. My mind kept bouncing between thoughts of Alexander, my mother's impending discharge, and my upcoming meeting with Caroline. What would Caroline tell me about Katherine? And more importantly, did I really want to know? "Here we are, miss," the driver announced, pulling up to my apartment building. I paid the fare and stepped out onto the sidewalk. My building wasn't fancy but had good security and decently sized apartments. After the opulence of Alexander's world, it felt almost comforting in its ordinariness. Once inside, I kicked off my heels with a sigh of relief and headed straight for the shower. The hot water felt divine against my skin, washing away the tension of the day. I closed my eyes, letting the steam envelop me as I shampooed my hair. My thoughts drifted to Alexander, the wa

MadisonHe paced as he talked, his movements fluid and predatory. The morning light caught the angles of his face, highlighting the sharp line of his jaw. I forced my attention back to my tablet. Two minutes later, he ended the call with a curt "We'll discuss this further at the board meeting" and tossed his phone onto the desk. "So, my schedule?" He took a sip of the coffee I'd brought, his eyes never leaving mine. I cleared my throat and ran through his day - morning meetings with the legal team, lunch with a potential investor, afternoon conference calls, and a dinner reservation at Murakami with a client. "Cancel the lunch," he said, loosening his tie slightly. "In fact, reschedule it for tomorrow and make sure to notify the investor about the change. Also, send a follow-up email with the revised time and location. And move the conference calls to tomorrow morning. I need the afternoon free." I made the changes, my fingers moving quickly across the tablet. "May I ask why?" "

MadisonI nodded, gathering my thoughts. "I didn't see Herbert Hayes at the welcome gathering. Is he joining the team later?" Alexander returned to his desk, shuffling some papers. "He'll join from Monday. He's wrapping up a project in Boston." "I see." I moved toward his desk, collecting the files he'd set aside. "I should get these back to my team." "We're going out for lunch this afternoon," he announced abruptly. I paused, files halfway into my arms. "We are?" "Yes." Alexander straightened his tie. "To celebrate your first day as project manager. I had planned dinner, but I'm required at a family obligation tonight." The way he said "family obligation" made it sound like he was describing a root canal. "Lunch sounds perfect," I said, shifting the files in my arms. "I should be able to meet with most of the team members before then." He glanced at his watch. "I'll have a car ready at 1:30. Don't be late." "I wouldn't dream of it, Mr. Knight." "I know you wouldn't." I ret