Semua Bab The Billionaire’s Broken Secretary : Bab 21 - Bab 30

~Nella~Rated 🔞The day was winding down, and I couldn’t wait to leave. The hours had stretched longer than I anticipated, and the thought of the evening ahead was the only thing keeping me going. I moved quickly, packing my things, eager to be done with the day’s work. When I was ready, I knocked lightly on Roy’s door, already dreading the task that awaited me. I had hoped I wouldn’t be the one to carry his suitcase down to the car today.As I opened the door, Roy was already stepping out, his expression distant, unreadable."Here," he said curtly, handing me the suitcase as he passed by without a second glance. His words were brief, his tone impersonal, as if I were just another employee to him, which, perhaps, I was.I followed behind him, walking quickly down the stairs to the driveway. Amira was already waiting by the car, her presence poised and professional as always. I handed her the suitcase without a word, standing there for a moment as the car door slammed shut. Roy settle

~Nella~Rated 🔞The weekend had slipped away in the blink of an eye, and with it, the looming weight of the work week was already beginning to drain me. Gray drove me to work that morning, his familiar presence a small comfort in the midst of my thoughts. I tried not to focus too much on the stress, knowing that this week—my birthday week, no less—should have been a time to unwind and celebrate. But of course, the concealer campaign was happening this weekend, and to top it off, the event was scheduled for the same day as my birthday.As I entered the office, the soft hum of the Elevé Cosmetics ad playing on the big screen somehow grounded me. It felt strangely comforting, the bright colors and upbeat music a small distraction from the chaos waiting ahead.“Hello, birthday girl!” Hannah’s teasing voice broke through the quiet buzz as she approached, her smile wide and playful.I returned her smile, a bit tired but trying to shake off the morning’s weight. “Hey, Hannah! Did you have a

~Nella~At last, the day came to a close. As I gathered my things, I realized I had to take Roy’s suitcase out to his car before I could head home. After watching him drive off, I turned back towards the building, planning to finish up and grab my bag. As I entered, Blair approached me, holding a small package."Happy birthday, Nella!" she said, her face lighting up as she handed it to me. "I meant to bring it earlier, but the delivery guy was late," she added with an apologetic smile.I couldn’t help but grin. "Oh my goodness, Blair... Thank you! But my birthday isn't until Friday," I replied, feeling a rush of excitement as I took the package from her.Blair shrugged, her eyes twinkling. "Yeah, I know, but I’m leaving for Mexico with my parents on Thursday, so I figured I’d give it to you now."Blair had this innocent, bubbly charm about her—always giving off those sweet "baby girl" vibes that made everyone adore her. It was funny, though—out of all the people at the office, she was

~Nella~As we navigated the mall with ease, our shopping trip was progressing smoothly until Eva approached us, her eyes blazing with hostility. "What are you doing here?" she demanded, her voice dripping with malice.I turned to scan our surroundings, feigning surprise at the abrupt question. Ashley, sensing the tension, shot me a wary glance. "Is she addressing you?" she asked, her tone laced with a hint of defiance.Ashley was never one to back down from a confrontation. Eva's gaze locked onto Ashley, her eyes flashing with agitation. "You, sit, get your ass out of this bitch," she said, her words dripping with venom.I took a deep breath, attempting to diffuse the situation. "What do you mean?" I asked, my tone measured and calm, despite the growing unease in me.Eva's expression twisted into a sneer, her eyes glinting with amusement. "I'm not going to repeat myself," she said, her voice dripping with condescension.I stood my ground, my voice firm but polite. "With all due respec

~Nella~The rest of the shoot went smoothly, but the tension lingered as we returned to the office. The hours dragged on, and I did my best to avoid interacting with anyone. Roy didn’t come back, and all I could think about was escaping the suffocating atmosphere and getting home. My phone beeped relentlessly, but I didn’t check it until the messages grew impossible to ignore. I opened a text from Lauren: “You good? I know you’re strong, and you’ve got this.” She ended the message with a heart and hug emoji, her support a small comfort in the midst of everything.Finally, the workday came to an end. I hurried to wrap things up, eager to leave. I asked security to help me with the gift items, and the moment I stepped off the elevator, my chest tightened. People were filtering out of the office, some laughing, some chatting. A few glanced my way, their stares sharp. It felt like whispers were following me. I could almost hear the gossip—about me and Roy, about what had happened at the s