Semua Bab In love with my boss: Bab 61 - Bab 70

Rosa’s POVThe ride to North Carolina had been awkward. Bush sat in the front, eyes peeled on the road, while Alex and I were in the backseat, the silence stretching between us like a taut wire. I could feel Alex's stiffness even without looking at him. I was resting on his shoulder and it felt stiff and his hand over my thighs was clenched. It was so awkward that I knew I had to break the tension. Maybe if I started talking, everyone would feel at ease. “So…what do you think Evelyn would be like?” I asked, keeping my light. “Do you think she’s into tech…or maybe she’s just living a totally different life?”Alex gave a small, noncommittal shrug. Bush suggested that she was probably spoiled, rich, and pampered like she had the world at her feet. Hours passed and the car finally rolled to a stop in a quiet neighborhood, the kind where houses were modest…not flashy or too small. I could imagine almost immediately that she wasn’t a pampered girl like Bush claimed. The money Old man Kan

Rosa’s POVAt first, Old man Kane was muttering incoherently, his lips trembling as if the name was stuck somewhere deep in his throat. Then suddenly, as we were trying to understand what was going on, he lurched forward, his hands shaking more. “Eveyn,” he muttered, confirming my guess. “Eve..I’m sorry.”Alex moved to his side instantly. “Dad,” he said, holding his trembling hand. “Dad, it’s okay.”Alex’s voice was as broken as his father’s. Old man Kane's breathing became uneven. It was becoming a crisis we had not witnessed in a long time. His words started dissolving into incoherent mumbles again and the only word that made sense was when he called Evelyn. His eyes were beginning to dart around, like he was expecting her to materialise.We had no choice. The nurse was called and the sedative was given to him. By the time the nurse led him to his room, he was already heavily sedated. My chest tightened and tears threatened to spill from my eyes. I stood there long after the nurse

Rosa’s POVI was still mad from Patra’s call that felt more like an interrogation than genuine excitement for me when my phone buzzed. At first, I thought it was probably a text from Patra. Maybe she was finally back to her senses and was apologizing for not sharing in my joy and ruining it with questions. But as I reached for the phone, I saw a different name on the screen. A name that made my blood curl.Charly Baker. I was pissed. Why was he bothering me so much? He had five years to make me his woman and he took me for granted. Now, he wants me back just because he found out that I’m valuable. My finger touched the screen and I opened the message:Return the ring, Rose. You belong to me.I bit my lips angrily. Charles was a manipulative idiot, and I was going to give him a piece of my mind soon. If he wasn’t constantly stepping in my way, I would have forgotten that he existed. I swiped the message off, and immediately, my eyes caught my name in a headline. I was trending. The

Patra’s POVWe raised our glasses, the crystals clinking softly as laughter followed from my mouth. “I still can’t believe it,” I said. “Kane Tech is falling.”Charles dropped his glass cup on the table. “This is only the beginning," he said. “By the time I’m done with Alex Kane, no one in this city will remember the Kanes ever existed.”Saying that made Charles look so irresistible. I stood up and crossed to the side slowly as he trained his eyes on me. This was the perfect time to win Charly’s heart. I had failed in college but this time, I couldn’t afford to. Back then, it was easier to let him off because he was just Charly. But now, he was becoming a sensation and I was a main part of his success. It only meant that I had to have his heart. I sat on his lap, silently marking him as mine. But I wasn’t done. My lips claimed him. In the past, we were always intimate when he wanted to, when he wanted a distraction from Rosa. But I didn’t want to be the side piece he’d come running t

Rosa’s POVI stepped out of the company feeling empty. My hands were trembling and my heart was close to breaking. Patra’s reaction kept playing in my head, over and over again. She was the only friend I had and I hadn’t expected what she did. She had dismissed my panic like it was nothing. It was unlike her. I stared at her phone for a while before unlocking it. At least, my fingerprint was still saved in her phone. I dialed my number and what I saw on the screen shocked me. B-I-T-C-HBitch. That was what she saved my number as. I stared at the scene, confusion finally twisting into hurt. When had she changed my name? It had always been BFF. The ringing pulled me out of my thoughts and I held my breath, praying that someone would answer and I would have the documents again. But there was no answer. I tried again, unrelenting. And again. And again.But there was no response. No one was picking the call. Panic rose again.Then a notification appeared: Coding almost done. For a f