All Chapters of The Night My Boss Owned Me: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

SeleneThis can’t be happening. I quickly close the door behind me, taking in the disheveled man before me. His cocky smirk stared me down. It makes me feel like utter filth in this moment. I mean I am tipsy at my boss’s funeral coming out of the bathroom from fucking the bartender. I have really hit rock bottom. I blink slowly hoping he isn’t too obvious on what I just did. Oh come on of course he did. He is a man and men can smell when a woman is happy. Happy without them nearby so they activate their asshole mentality just to ruin the moment. God I loathe this man. As my eyes open I look at him closely. His clothes are a mess. The buttons done up wrong. His shirt is sticking out the zipper of his slacks. He frowns at me while trying to adjust himself. My eyes go wide with the realization that Mr. Merrick was being a bad boy. “Oh God! Really Rowan? Are you serious right now? At your own father’s funeral, no less?” I chastise him before my own moral compas

43. SeleneIt’s been a few weeks since the funeral. Rowan has been acting as normal as before. He has however thrown himself even more into his work. Mr. Merrick would always talk to Rowan about buckling down when he first arrived. Now that Mr. Merrick is gone, it seems like he has big shoes to fill. Rowan is so head strong. I would love to be there for him. To share the pain, we both are experiencing. But he is as determined as ever to prove he can handle it all. “That will be all everyone. Good job on the ad campaign Leslie. Just have the final mock ups ready for tomorrow morning.” Rowan stands in front of the teams. We just went over a few ads that are up for presentation in the next week. “If there is nothing else? Alright let’s all get back to work.” The room goes into light chatter as people leave file out. “We should grab some drinks after work. What do you say?” Monroe asks me as we head towards the door. “You know it has been a while since w

SeleneHe has absolutely lost his mind. There is no way that he is seriously thinking we can do this? The same man who argues with me at every chance he gets. The same man who has been a constant thorn in my side since we first met. Now, all of a sudden, he thinks we can pull off being married? And for a whole year, no less. He must be having a psychotic break of some kind. “Rowan. Have you completely lost your mind?” I ask him. He appears really calm, and I don’t know why. I lean in ignoring the fact that the man that was just in the room can probably hear us outside the door. One thing we have never been able to do is argue quietly. Rowan is still oddly calm like those serial killers. Maybe I should make sure there isn’t some ‘if they should die’ clause in this contract. Wait, now I sound like I’m considering this. Am I? I can already hear Samira and Ivy now. Ivy would be cautious, but Samira would totally do it. “Are you paying attention. He wants us to get marr

SeleneMy lunch consisted of an upset stomach with a side of panic and stress. I’m not this typical little woman who dreamt of the white horse with him riding up to surprise me as I leave work. He gets down to a red carpet and walks dressed up like a prince. Then proposes to me. Of course, that may have been childhood me, but I had to grow up fast. It was me and my mother, and she chose every other man who entered our life over me. So I learned men are all horrible, and the women who defend them are as well. I knew there was no Romeo to my Juliette. That kind of stuff only happens in books. In the real world deals are made all the time. I think it was just the fact that Mr. Merrick felt to force us to marry in order to get the company. We meant that little at face value and have to prove ourselves. This hurts, and it’s bullshit. But I can do this. I can live with this man for one year. Go to snobby events together. Look all in love in public. Yes, I can do this. If it get

SeleneWhat a total and absolute ass. I swear this man will be the reason I take up day drinking. I roll my eyes and continue towards the waiting man who seems excited to see us. I cannot believe I will be living here. I have lived in a dump of a place in Inwood, which is next to Manhattan where I’ve worked. Then I finally got a proper pay raise once I worked my way up from the mailroom. So, I was able to move closer and get a nice spot on the outskirts of the city. A beautiful old building that was converted to condos. The windows were floor to ceiling with over ten-foot walls. There were some old plumbing and some issues here and there but it was all mine. It was beautiful. Now I am walking into the most expensive homes in one building in all of NYC. I have dreamt of having a reason to get in here. Never knew Mr. Merrick would make it happen. I mean yes there was a whole shotgun wedding involved and neither of my best friends were there, but I get a do over. Wait do I want to d