All Chapters of One night with my mean billionaire boss : Chapter 31 - Chapter 35

***Rosalie*** The party was in full swing. People were mingling and laughing, I’m very happy. I’ve interacted with everyone except Ana. She’s not speaking to me or her father. I have no idea what she thinks about all this. Emma went all out with the decorations. The tables are covered in white linen material with exotic flowers lined on them. The silver chandeliers with twinkling lights hang low over the guests. Various platters of food and Nana’s signature dish adorn the tables with everyone sending compliments to the chef. I’m wearing a classic Vera Wang dress that I’ll probably only be able to afford in the next life with a heavy Bvlgari necklace that sits cold on my neck and shines blindingly whenever it catches light. Knox is in a custom Gucci suit and he looks incredibly handsome. This is the perfect fairytale life. It would be perfect if it was real. “Why have you been so quiet, and why are you hiding back here?” Knox whispered in my ear as he c

***Rosalie*** Security finally came in to let Vivian out. She’s being escorted out when she suddenly stopped and made her way toward me menacingly, it scared me. The security guard grabbed her once again when I raised my hand. “Leave her alone. Let her come.” I called, hoping the fear wasn’t obvious in my voice. “He’s keeping you by his side right now because he’s trying to distract himself. He doesn’t and will never love you, not as long as I’m around. So, keep my seat warm for the main time because I’m coming for it.” She sneered as she strutted away. I exhaled loudly as my heartbeat intensified and my legs couldn’t hold me up anymore. I don’t want to, but I believe her. I know she isn’t making empty threats, and I don’t know what to do. “Heyyy girlll,” Stella called as she walked toward me all smiles. ‘We’re about to toast to your name and you’re nowhere to be found.” I smiled weakly at her. “What’s wrong?” S

“I didn’t see much of you at the party,” I said to Steve as I looked over at him. His nose is scrunched up in that way it usually is whenever he’s kind of shy. “Yeah, you were kind of busy with your guests.” “So? You could have hung around more.” “I guess.” He swiped at the back of his neck. “Sorry.” The car became silent once again, aside from the occasional rumble of the engine. “Are you happy?” He asked suddenly. “Huh?” “Knox Carter. Does he make you happy?” “He does,” I said with a smile. “That’s good then.” He said with a tone that sounded like he was trying to convince himself. The car came to a stop right in front of my building. I unbuckled my seatbelt and fully turned to him. “Thank you,” I whispered. “You’re welcome,” he mumbled back. “How’s your girlfriend doing?” I asked. “What girlfriend?” He replied surprised. “Yours.” “You know I don’t have any.” “Which is exactly wh