All Chapters of In Bed With My Billionaire Boss: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

I have an urge to smack Anna upside the head. But I’m glad she’s not here right now; she would be able to see the truth just by looking at my expression.“Just tell me why you’re calling, Anna,” I sigh. “Is it about you and Eric getting married?”“Wait, what?” Anna falters for the first time. “How do you know about that?”I’m enjoying the fact that I’ve managed to get her on the back foot. The smugness wiped clean from her voice.“Eric called Megan last night,” I relish sharing the news. “You need to tell your boyfriend to stop harassing her; she doesn’t need an empty-headed idiot like him contacting her all the time.”“He’s not empty-headed!” Anna instantly gets her back up.I notice that she doesn’t correct the ‘idiot’ part. I lean back against the counter, and then I’m aware that Megan is in the doorway watching me. I mouth ‘Anna’ at her, and she scowls with a shake of her head.“Fine,” Anna huffs. “Eric ruined the surprise, but whatever. Can you put me on speaker?”Her request is

“I am. I… I’m having a rough time,” I say, choosing not to dive straight into the chaos of my life.I know Mom understands what I’m talking about, seeing as I’ve ranted to her about it before.“Oh, dear,” Mom sighs. “Are those two still bothering you outside the terms of agreement?”I nod, even though she can’t see me. “Pretty much. They’re spamming me with emails that aren’t even about the wedding. Anna keeps talking about how amazing the wedding is going to be, and how Eric is going to do better than he ever did with me. Eric keeps talking about how he’ll finally become CEO, and he’s going to have me as his PA.”Mom snorts with laughter but quickly recovers, and says, “Say what now? I thought Mr. Evans said that would never happen.”“If he knows, he’s in denial,” I explain.There is no chance I’ll hang around if Eric ever becomes the CEO, just to have him order me around. I know it won’t stop at just doing my usual duties, and the thought makes me feel sick. How has it come to this,

Turning Megan’s chair around, I take her hands and draw her to her feet. “Look, what we did that night…” “Was a mistake,” Megan says quickly. “I know.” “What makes you think I was going to say that?” Her hands are soft and warm in mine, and it makes my heart beat faster to have her this close. “Well…” Megan flounders. “Because you’re my boss. Even you know what we did was inappropriate.” She’s looking everywhere but at me. Gently, I grasp her chin and urge her to meet my gaze. Megan tries not to look at me despite that. “We can ignore what happened forever,” my voice is low. “Avoiding it is going to make things more awkward. It’ll build until we can’t ignore it anymore. It’s already put a strain on our relationship here.” Megan chews on her lower lip, and I find my gaze pulled to her mouth. I still remember how sweet and soft those lips are, and I want to taste them again. Arousal stirs in my belly and shifts lower. I grit my teeth and try to push the feeling away. We’re in my o

The restaurant is bustling, and the noise hits me hard as we enter. God, why is it so loud? And did Joel end up booking out the entire restaurant? Nobody looks like they are here for anything except a party. I spy Eric’s parents off to my right, hovering by the bar, his mother taking hefty sips from her glass. I feel a little bad for her; she was really apologetic about what her son had done and confided in me that she’s not comfortable about Anna because of her attitude. She’s concerned about their relationship and wishes that it wasn’t Anna that Eric asked to marry him.Her judgment is pretty good, and I’m glad she isn’t taken in by the smoke and mirrors. Neither of Eric’s parents look like they want to be here. The more I think about it, as I look around the room I don’t see any of his family around. Just his parents, not his brothers or even his grandmother. It’s either co-workers or people who, I guess, are Anna’s friends and family.My instincts are making me feel nauseous, and

Megan I watch Joel take the stairs two at a time, looking like he wants to get away from me. That hurts a little, but I can’t blame him for his reaction. He is probably angry at Anna and doesn’t want to start ranting about her in front of me. Not that I’d care. I would probably join him in doing that. I want to sleep, hide away, but I’m feeling too antsy to do it. Everything feels twitchy, and I can’t stop shuffling from foot to foot. That bitch thought she could do something so sick at her engagement party and think it was okay. I shudder to think what she’s going to do at the wedding. If she hadn’t paid me for my work, I wouldn’t have anything to do with it at all. Finding out what she planned to do to me has solidified my decision to not go. Visiting Mom is definitely a better option. Shooting a quick text to Clark to make sure he doesn’t worry about me, I start exploring the house. I’ve been inside a few times, but I’ve not properly explored it all. Joel has a lovely house o