All Chapters of In love with my boss: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

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51. Bearing tales

Rosa’s POVThe interior of the penthouse was a statement. It wasn’t loud, but you could see all the intention put into it to make it perfect. Every item whispered money, the kind that didn’t need to announce itself, the type that had seen kings rise and fall. The room was lined with floor-to-ceiling windows that revealed the city like it belonged to him, and I imagined it was one of his favorite spots. And when I had finished looking at the window, original large sized art and photographs of William Bush with presidents, monarchs, and oil magnates welcomed me.He knew I was stunned. In fact, he had created this room for that purpose —to introduce who he was without saying a word. And suddenly, I felt like a flea that had wandered into a banquet hall.He stood by the bar, his expression unreadable, as he poured wine for the two of us. Knowing he was powerful, I knew I had to find a way to make him listen to what I had to say. If Charles got him by his side, they would ruin Kane. And I

52. An anniversary

Rosa’s POVTonight was Kane Tech’s anniversary. I was feeling dull all day and tucked in bed —maybe it was the after effects of visiting William Bush and the outcome of the meeting that made me feel this way. But I knew I had to be present for the ceremony.Alex had insisted we arrive together, maybe it would be the perfect time to tell the company about our relationship.“A hint,” he said, pulling me to himself. It was a tempting offer. But I knew the risks involved.“I’ll be right behind you,” I told him. “In my own car.”He kissed me softly on the lips, and even that little touch sent electricity through my body. “If you keep kissing me and holding me this way, we might both be late to the event.”“I don’t mind,” he responded.I pushed him off. “The CEO can’t be late to his event.”Presently, I sat in my car, exhaling deeply as I stared at the lavish decorations that were wrapped around the building. It was a sight to behold. But dread curled up in my chest the longer I stared at

53. You belong to me

Rosa’s POVFor a moment, I thought the gift was from Alex. My heart was racing with excitement. Everyone was looking at me and even my dance partner had stepped away. Just before I took the gift, I caught Alex watching. He didn’t look happy.That was when I realized the gift wasn’t from him.When I turned back to the delivery man, my heart was beating differently.I managed to speak. “Who’s this from?” I demanded.“It’s signed," he said, pointing to a small card.I braced myself and peeked at the card. It was my favourite poem. Only one person knew that. Charles Baker. I started shaking my head. “I cannot accept this,” I said.“I’m sorry, miss,” was all the delivery man responded.The longer I delayed, the more people around watched. Phones were already lifted and they were videoing the moment. I grabbed a pen and signed. Then I pointed to a corner. “Keep it over there, please.”I had no intention of touching the gift. And whatever Charles Baker was doing had to end. I excused myse

54. This isn't social hour

Rosa’s POVMy body was still humming from the after effects of the night before. I wanted to remain in bed or barge into Alex’s room, demanding he continue what he started. But an email from Valis had sent me out of the house before Alex woke.I smiled to myself already plotting how I would annoy Alex later —anything to watch that dangerous look flicker in his eyes. I shouldn’t want that version of him so badly, but I can't help it. As I grabbed the steering wheel, the email from Valis played in my head. He had requested an urgent meeting. Nothing else was said. I told myself it was good news as I drove towards the company. I didn’t want to tell Alex yet and I hoped I would be returning with good news. Well, I was wrong. Because the moment I stepped into the conference room, my heart dropped straight to my stomach. And it felt like it had dropped from the top of a high building. Charles Baker was there. He stood near the window with a relaxed posture, as if he hadn’t just spent we

55. Like a dream

Charles’ POVThere was a sound drilling into my skull, like it was coming from inside my head. I groaned in pain and turned. I could feel my head throbbing and the sound echoing continuously. Then I realised it was my name. “Charles! Charles!”I threw my eyes open and the light of the room blinded for a second before a figure stood between me and the light. At first, I thought it was Rosa.“Rosa?” I mumbled.But Rosa didn’t have brown hair. The woman leaned closer and her mouth was moving fast. It felt like some crazy dream or a hangover hallucination. Then her voice sharpened.“What did you fucking do last night, Charles?”Nancy?I blinked. It was the sound of her voice. I pushed myself upright…too fast. The room tilted and my stomach lurched, threatening to throw out. I forced it down and peered at the figure in front of me. “What are you screaming for?” I snapped, rubbing my face. I was still trying to gain control of myself and remember where I was. “What the hell is wrong with

56. Failed confessions

Rosa’s POVI knew his touch even when I was asleep. It was gentle, and sometimes, it was rough. But I could always feel his touch and smell him.And that morning, his famailiar hand was sliding over my arm and brushing down to my waist like it was trailing down a familiar path. I didn’t open my eyes immediately. Now when I wanted to revel in the warmth of his touch.My lips curled into a satisfied smile before I opened my eyes.“Good morning,” he murmured softly, his voice low that it felt like it was speaking inside if me. I hummed, stretched slightly, and pressed my cheeks deeper into the pillow, wanting to remain just like that. His fingers tucked a strand of hair behind my ear. I finally opened my eyes. Alex sat on the edge of the bed, the morning sunlight bathing his skin in a way that made his skin glow. He was already dressed. And in his hand was a small box. My smile widened, already knowing the box was for me.“For me?” I asked still.“For you,” he said simply.I pushed my

57. A woman called Evelyn

Rosa’s POVWe scampered through the corridor, past the doors I was beginning to get familair with, and stepped into Old man Kane’s room.He was sitting upright in bed, but he wasn’t really in the room. His eyes were shut tight, lids trembling as though he was fighting the urge to open his eyes, as though if he did, he would see something frightening. It broke my heart to see him that way. His hands kept shaking uncontrollably against the sheets, fingers curling and uncurling, like they were grasping for something only he could see, and was out of reach from him. Then he started mumbling. At first, it sounded like nothing and more like broken breath. My instinct kicked in and I figured out tea would calm him down. It always did. I rushed to the small counter in the corner while Alex sat beside him, ssqueezing his hand, and ttrying to calm him down. I almost knocked over the electric jug as I fumbled for it. My hands shook as I filled it with water, plugged it, and searched for the te

58. A letter from the past

Rosa’s POVHis hand trembled as he took the letter from me. I leaned towards him, holding his free hand steadily. The lettered inside was old, yellowed and fragile at the edges. And the handwriting was unmistakably hers. I had read a few of her letters to Alex to spot her handwriting. I scanned every word quietly. And then my blood ran cold. The letter was the last letter she had sent to Old man Kane. It was a few weeks before she died. And she was telling Old man Kane that she was pregnant. The letter claimed that she was certain that the child belonged to Alex’s father and she didn’t want to tell him. But it was too late to abort it. She wanted him, no, demanded him to take responsibility because the person she was living with refused to accept the baby.It was distressing to read. But Alex kept the letter to my face, silently telling me I could read on. I squeezed his hand tighter and continued from where she mentioned a name. She was going to name the baby and that would be the

59. Appetizer...or dessert?

Rosa’s POVI spent the entire afternoon preparing. Every detail was important. And when Alex walked in, I could see the way his eyes darkened and the satisfied smug playing at the corner of his lips as he took in the setting. And me. My heart was racing, not from fear, but anticipation. “You’ve outdone yourself, Rose,” he said, his gaze never leaving me.I leaned back slightly in my lingerie and spread a teasing smile across my face. “Desssert comes last,” I said, subtly hinting at myself. “But you’ll have to survive appetizer first.”His lips twitched, and before I could say anything more, he was on me. His hands found my waist, pulling me close like he dared me to resist, to stop him. But when his mouth claimed mine, I melted against him and forgot about my plans to save the best for last. The kiss started soft at first, but not for long. My lips pressed harder and my hands roamed relentlessly…and I felt him respond. When we broke apart, we were both breathless. And the night had

60. A friend...or a foe?

Rosa’s POVAlex’s hand traced lazily along my arm, like he didn’t care about the magnitude of what I was about to tell him, like it didn’t matter. His thumb brushed the back of my hand and he raised his head to look at me, really look. A teasing glint appeared in his sea blue eyes shortly. “Is that why you’ve been naughty?" His grin widened. “What have you done, hmm? Tell me.”I swallowed and tried to maintain his gaze. “Promise me?”“I cross my heart…and hope to die.” The playful glint in his eyes urged me to go on. “I…I went to see William Bush.”I let the words spill all at once without stopping. If I paused, I didn’t think I would have the courage to continue. I waited for his reaction, praying there wouldn’t be. His body had tensed up when I mentioned William Bush and his expression looked grave. But he didn’t utter a word. I bit my inner cheek and continued. It was too late to stop anyway. “Before you say anything, let me finish please.” I sighed. “I thought the bad blood b

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