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“Oh, yes, Liam, faster, don't stop," I heard the breathy moan of a woman followed by the grunt of a man. The man's voice all too familiar but I didn't want to believe what I was hearing, it couldn't be the same Liam. I saw the clothes scattered on the floor looking like they had first started it here before taking things further to the bedroom. But still I didn't want to believe it. As quietly as I could, I made my way to the bedroom and I stopped at the sight in front of me. The door was left ajar so I could see everything that was happening inside. I froze as my jaw dropped. I wasn't dreaming, I wasn't seeing things. It wasn't another Liam. It was my boyfriend. My boyfriend of seven years. I felt an indescribable pain in my chest like something just plunged their hand into my chest and ripped out my heart, I was shattered, broken. He was too lost in pleasing another woman that he hadn't even noticed me. He had his head thrown back in pleasure with his eyes closed as he thrust

My first day at the company had been nothing short of chaotic. From the endless introductions to the overload of tasks, I barely had a moment to breathe. Everyone in the building looked like they’d just stepped off a runway—classy, sophisticated, and impossibly intimidating. If I hadn’t dressed to impress, I would’ve stuck out like a sore thumb. And the women? They looked more like supermodels than architects. It was like the firm handpicked its staff based on appearances. Angelo, Mr De Vito's assistant, walked me through everything. The man could talk a mile a minute, but his warnings stuck with me. “Mr. De Vito is a perfectionist,” he’d say. “He doesn’t tolerate mistakes. One misstep and you’re out. Keep your head down and your work flawless.” Great. Just what I needed—a boss with a reputation for being a ruthless, grumpy old man. Even his office screamed power and intimidation, with its cold perfection and domineering energy. I’d never even met him, but I already knew to stee

“No, you can't do that to me," I said, my hands clenching at my side and the man just smirked as he stared at me. I worked hard to be here, I worked tirelessly for that prize and then he's just going to look at me and tell me I don't look competent enough. Who does that? “I just did," he said smugly because he knew he had the upper hand. He didn't care that I was throwing a tantrum or being dramatic. He really wanted me gone. The fucking hot handsome bastard. I took deep breaths deciding to do this another way. “Is this how you do business Mr De Vito?" I asked as I crossed my arms and he just raised a brow wondering what I was going on about. I walked towards him ignoring his dangerous gaze as I stood behind his chair, then I leaned down so that my lips were close to his ear. “Are you saying you're going to refuse a potential client just because they don't look like a potential client?" I asked and I noticed the way his jaw clenched. I wasn't stupid, he knew that the

By the time we got home my eyes burned and my neck was hurting, infact my entire body was aching. I have never been this tired in a long while. But I wasn't going to give Mr De Vito the satisfaction of seeing pain edged on my face. It's going to take more than giving me a stack of documents to work on to break me. I don't care what he does but I'm never going to break, I worked hard to be here and neither him nor anyone can send me away. I stepped out of the car with a broad smile on my face as I rounded the car to where Mr De Vito was standing and was about to walk inside but I stopped him. “Today was a very pleasant first day at work," I said and I saw the way his jaw ticked and that made me smile even more. “My boss was so nice, the thought of working with him for an entire year makes me so happy I can't even contain myself,” I said with a giggle and Mr De Vitos eyes narrowed. “Miss Ross," he called and I could see the way his jaw clenched, “Yes sir," I answered sweetl

Fun?! Did I say fun?! I take back my words. Because what I was currently experiencing wasn't fun at all.Mr De Vito was currently sitting in a meeting room with his associates all sitting down talking about business while he made me stand beside him in my heels.The man was hellbent on sending me running for the hills. But he didn't know that there was nothing he could do that would break me.My legs were fucking aching and I tried my best to balance myself on one feet but each time, I find myself switching from one leg to the other.“Miss Ross, is there a problem?" he asked, bringing me out of my thoughts as I turned to him with a sickly sweet smile, when all I wanted to do at the moment was wrap my hands around his neck and choke him to death or maybe kiss those lips.Stop it Emily! This man is making you suffer for his own pleasure and all you can do is think about kissing him, stop being a slut.“Nothing at all sir, I'm very comfortable," I lied, he knew it and so did every other