All Chapters of Tangled In Bed With My Boss : Chapter 21 - Chapter 25

Mr. Lincoln had lowered himself onto the couch opposite mine without a word.I said nothing. There was nothing to say.I waited.It was like watching a storm gather behind glass. His face remained composed, but his eyes were restless, betraying the battle raging inside him. Thoughts moved through them like dark clouds, swift and heavy.Then he looked at me.Not with uncertainty. Not with hesitation.With the cold stillness of a man who had already made up his mind.And in that instant, I understood that whatever decision he had reached was no longer open for discussion. My opinion was a feather in a hurricane.Whether I liked it or not, I would have to accept it.I closed my eyes and listened to the silence stretching between us.“Jasmine.”My name, spoken in his deep voice, sliced through the quiet.I opened my eyes.He rose from his seat and crossed the room with measured steps. When he sat beside me on the couch, the cushions dipped under his weight, pushing me toward him until our

It's been three days since Mr. Lincoln forced me into a bed and had a doctor get rid of my child. I should have felt better. I had no close bond with the child. I never wanted him anyway, but instead, I was hollow.I didn't take it well. I was hollow. I spent weeks in bed just wiping tears that would not stop flowing.It felt like a part of me was out. Everything moved so quickly. When I arrived, Ariel was holding her suitcases, ready to leave. The moment she saw me, she dropped them and hugged me. I told her everything between tears.I lay in bed clutching the pillow. Ariel's voice telling me when she was off or back was the only normal thing in my life so far.I didn't have to look in the mirror to know how miserable I looked. When I gathered enough strength, I picked myself up, grabbed my phone, and sent a resignation letter to George Corporation.I don't ever want to see that man called George Lincoln anymore.Every time I tried to say a word, tears would well up in my eyes like t

I just stood there awestruck for over ten seconds. I didn't even get to thank him for saving me. “Are you alright?” He waved a hand in front of my face, and I finally snapped out of my daze. I nodded immediately. “I'm fine.” His eyes shifted from me to Mr. Lincoln. “What a coincidence, running into you here, George,” he whispered. Mr. Lincoln didn't say a word. It was like the air shifted, and the men began a stare-down battle. The receptionist's voice finally eased the tension. “General Ray will see you both now,” she said. “I'll lead you there.” In those few minutes, I put together that the strange man who had saved me was here to meet General Ray. I slowed down behind Mr. Lincoln. I wasn't excited about being in the same room with him. My savior caught up with me. “You know, not saying a proper thank you to the person that saved your life can make something worse happen to you.” My gaze slid to him instantly. “I have never heard of that.” “I'm telling you now.”