Semua Bab My Billionaire Boss’ Dirty Secret: Bab 51 - Bab 60

Charlie It was as if a punch to the gut had winded me. She wishes she'd never met me? I knew that keeping the secret about sleeping with Francesca was bad but to completely write us off over it? “What the fuck, Nortica? You seriously want to erase our relationship because I slept with someone two years before I even met you?” Surely she can see how irrational she's being. The guilt I had been wrestling with is slowly morphing into anger. I thought we were strong, that we’d get through this but now I know she just wants to not only end us but wipe our entire relationship. “You really expect me to believe you did fuck her again the day she came to the office?” She lets the accusation fly and becomes clearer about why she's so hung up on this. “I hate Francesca, why would I have slept with her during our meeting?” I point out. The thought alone makes me want to vomit. “Don’t lie to me Charlie, I know you fucked her to save your company,” she says, so calmly. I think I preferred

I used to look forward to Monday. Even though I'd spend all weekend with Charlie, I would be excited to get to work alongside him. We’d sneak kisses when nobody was watching or make excuses just to schedule meetings together. He made work a place I loved but now it was my worst nightmare. My stomach was churning as I pulled into the parking garage. Tess told me, many times yesterday, that I should quit without notice but I can't. I have bills that need to be paid. I also feared that any prospective employer would contact Charlie for a reference, given that this has been my only full-time job. I can't risk him tarnishing my reputation within the industry just to exact revenge for breaking up with him. I'm trapped at More until I die or until I figure out how to escape unscathed. I had no idea what I was going to say to my co-workers. They picked up that we were dating so I had no doubt that they'll notice we’re over. Everyone here loves Charlie, he’s considered to be an amazing bos

Friday afternoon hadn't come around soon enough for my liking. This had been a nightmarish week from hell and I was so glad that it was over. I was looking forward to having two, peaceful, days without Richard Elemore and his gigantic ego. I don't know what I hated more about him, the way he would shoot down every idea I posed or how his eyes would linger way too long on me as he crushed my spirit further. I thought working with my ex-boyfriend would be the worst part of this job but no, his father takes the award for arsehole of the century. It had been two, long, horrendous weeks since Charlie had skipped town. Two weeks of Dick barking orders at the sales team and demanding Cassie fetch him a latte every morning. Company morale had nosedived and I even overheard some of my co-workers talking about applying for new jobs, just to escape Dick. Lucky them, they had the freedom to explore different avenues. They didn't have to be trapped here, afraid their ex would destroy their repu

CharlieFor the past week, whenever I left the hotel, I felt like I was being watched. I'm not usually a paranoid guy but someone was following me around. It started when I made a quick dash to the grocery store. I wanted to start creating dishes to add to our winter package, but I knew the convenience store on the corner didn't carry all the ingredients I needed. I could have driven to my Brisbane office, used the ingredients they have on hand but I was still trying to fly under the radar. The last two months had been hard and I wasn't ready to face anyone. As I wandered the aisles, grabbing what I needed, I started to get the sensation of eyes on me. From there, wherever I went I would see the same woman, always in a big straw hat with giant sunglasses. At first, I thought it was just a coincidence but soon realised I was being followed. The problem was though, she wasn't doing anything that would be considered illegal and I didn't want to just come out and accuse a stranger of

I wrote my resignation letter while I ate my breakfast. I know I could file a sexual harassment claim against Richard but it would be his word against mine and I really don't want to drag this out. I decided that I’ll just take sick leave for my two-week notice period, allowing me time to search for another job. This is the part that I'm dreading, I haven't worked at More long and, without a reference from a previous employer, my chances of finding another marketing position are slim. I guess there's always The Fruit Barn to fall back on. Dad would hire me again but that would mean I'd have to explain to my parents why I quit, which would also lead to me having to confess that I broke up with Charlie. I know I'd have to tell them about the break-up eventually but for now I just didn't want to give them the satisfaction of knowing they were right about Charlie. I was hoping I would be able to put off telling them the truth until at least Christmas. Maybe my unemployment status will