All Chapters of The Boss I Shouldn't Want, Now My Stepbrother : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Ryhsand's POV"What was that for?" Oliver screamed, rushing towards the chrome box, his eyes wide as though he couldn't understand the meaning behind it. "I told you it was a mistake. I could have easily kept it in my pocket."I watched calmly as he spoke, annoyance slowly slipping into my spine. "And now it's trash, Mr. Oliver."He gritted his teeth, stepping forward. "Mr. Warner, don't be unreasonable. It was totally uncalled for—""Rosa," I called, cutting through his objections. "Could you please explain our company rules to Mr. Oliver?"Rosa nodded, stepping forward, her lips fixed into a straight line as she pointed towards the plate and white painted metal sign fixed to the far edge of the office. "As you can see, Mr. Oliver, company policy is very clear on this subject. In all of our facilities, all forms of smoking—and that includes vaping—are strictly prohibited.""But I—""Everyone is expected to abide by these rules," she continued with a frown. "Everyone. And that include

Rhysand's POVBridgette sat beside me in the town car driven by Dave, her presence silent but sharp, her eyes scanning the notes one last time as she mumbled under her breath.Although she looked calm, I knew better. It was only a matter of time before she exploded from all the information she was forcing herself to read through. It was in the way her brows twisted in stark concentration, her index fingers tapping at the front page of her binder.I didn't miss the dark circles hidden under a thin layer of makeup or the way she bit her lips whenever she read through a particular line she didn't like, and it frightened me.She wanted this meeting to be the start of something bigger—I knew this. I also knew she had worked harder than ever these past few months to bring the possible grand merger to fruition. Although she hadn't explained why she'd worked so hard for it, I knew it was for the company, our reputation and hers. She wanted the status that would last for years to come, and I d

Rhysand's POVIt didn't take much to know I was pissed off. Anger coursed through my veins, boiling and surging as I listened to Elias speak. My fingers clenched under the table as he talked to Bridgette about seeing her in private, and the tension intensified as she nodded without much thought.I wanted to put a stop to whatever he was planning there and then, but I held back, believing this was what he wanted. He wanted me mad; he wanted to watch me explode. But as I gritted my teeth, my gums ached with effort, I stopped myself from letting it happen.Elias had poked at me the entire meeting like a bored child toying with a metal spoke close to an outlet, his words dismissive of my every suggestion, his eyes daring me to snap, yet walking that fine line that made people believe he was a bit eccentric and nothing else.But I knew better. Elias was a cunning man. Every word he had spoken in this very hall had a purpose, a mission, starting from the very moment he had walked into this

BridgetteElias's questions didn't come off as annoying or alarming, at least not at first. Not when my mind and thoughts were focused entirely on Rhysand and the fact that he had stormed out of the office.I couldn't help but feel a trickle of worry that he would leave me stranded. After the party last time, it was becoming a slight fear of mine. Although I hadn't done anything to deserve the anger, the doubt still festered in my mind.I rushed through the hallway as fast as I could without gaining attention from the staff. The last thing I wanted right now was another rumor starting about me chasing down men. Still, I didn't miss the odd looks from the employees as I rushed through with a polite smile.I had nothing to do today after the meeting. Rhysand had made sure of it, insisting I didn't overwork myself. He had also insinuated a mini date last night, which I had been looking forward to. Now that he walked out angry, I couldn't help but feel at a loss.What if he were gone? Wha

RHYSAND'S POV"This isn't working, is it?"Bridgette's eyes were cold, but her words felt like a physical blow more powerful than a punch.Even when she was angry, it was a cold, unforgiving mask of disappointment that stood in sharp contrast to the wit and fire she had shown a few minutes ago.And I couldn't help the cold dread of fear that squeezed my heart after her words.What wasn't working?I stared, mouth agape, too taken aback by the sudden lack of emotion. Gone was the anger, now replaced by cold disinterest. "I guess it wasn't worth it to come here after all."At her words, memories of our bodies pressed together, locked in an almost kiss, the instant before Aaron's voice tore us apart like little kids. That moment was ingrained in my mind, the feeling of remorse coupled with regret, intensified at this very moment.I shouldn't have walked away. I should have held onto her, confessing my attraction towards her and Aaron, letting the secret out and making my claim, but I knew