All Chapters of Boss Of My Heart : Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

~ Helena ~The sirens screamed through the night as the hospital doors swung open. My mother clutched my arm so tightly that her nails dug into my skin, her voice shaking with urgency. "Where’s my husband? Where is Richard Hart?""Please, ma’am, try to stay calm," a nurse pleaded, but my mother brushed past her. I followed closely, my legs trembling. The corridor was a whirlwind of doctors shouting orders, the wheels of a gurney screeching against the tiles. And then I saw him.My dad.Blood smeared across his face, his shirt ripped open, his body alarmingly still as doctors worked frantically to revive him. A locked black briefcase had fallen beside the gurney. He had held onto it just moments ago, but now it lay abandoned on the floor, like a secret he had taken with him to the end."No..." My voice broke. My mother cried out his name until the doors slammed shut in our faces, and he was swallowed by the emergency room.Everything felt like a dream. Just hours earlier, he had been s

~ Helena ~The phone buzzed relentlessly, like a pesky fly that just wouldn’t leave me alone.As the subway jolted to a sudden stop, I glanced at the screen, and my heart plummeted. The name flashing on the caller ID was enough to freeze me in place. It felt impossible. This couldn’t be happening.My mouth went dry, and my hand trembled as I pressed the “accept” button.“H–Hello?” My voice came out shaky, barely a whisper.All I could hear was static at first, then a distorted whisper broke through: “Your father’s death… wasn’t an accident.”Everything around me blurred. My legs turned to jelly, and I gripped the subway pole for dear life. “Who are you?!” I shouted, panic rising in my chest, my heart pounding like a drum inside a hollow cave. But just like that, the call was cut off.I stood there, paralyzed, my reflection in the train window looking back at me pale and quaking. For weeks, I had told myself that things would get better. But now, it hit me hard: this nightmare was only

~ Helena~I was lost in thought, my rag moving absentmindedly across the surface of the wooden table at the restaurant where I worked. The hum of voices, the clatter of cutlery, and the scent of grilled food swirled around me, but none of it registered. My mind was somewhere else buried under worries I couldn’t seem to shake.A sudden snap of fingers jolted me back.“Hey, good afternoon,” a man’s voice said firmly.I blinked, startled, and looked up to see someone standing directly in front of me. Embarrassment flushed through me. “Sorry, good afternoon,” I said quickly, straightening.And then recognition hit. It was him the man I’d helped a few days ago when his little daughter had gotten lost and frightened.His expression softened. “How are you?” he asked warmly.“I’m fine,” I said, mustering a small smile. “What a surprise. I didn’t expect to see you anytime soon.”“Yeah,” he chuckled lightly, slipping his hands into his pockets. “I just wanted to say thank you again.”“Oh, it wa

~Helena~ My heart flickered when I stepped out of Fisher Corporation after the interview. I could hardly believe what had just happened, that the man I’d spilled coffee on earlier that morning was none other than the CEO himself. Ethan Fisher. The thought alone made my stomach twist.I had been anxious before, but the moment I recognized him across the conference table, I thought my chances were ruined. Still, I had no choice but to keep my composure and do my best. Now, walking down the street, I felt wrung out, as though every ounce of energy had been drained from me.I caught the next bus back to Pennsylvania. The moment I sat down by the window, a sense of relief washed over me. I allowed myself, for the first time that day, to really notice the beauty of the city. In the morning, I’d been too tense, too focused on my interview, but now… now I saw it. Cars streaming past with polished shine, people in crisp, stylish outfits walking briskly across intersections, the tall buildin