Lahat ng Kabanata ng Tempted by my Godlike boss: Kabanata 31 - Kabanata 40

Roseline's POVI walked away, the weight of what I’d just heard was heavy on my mind. Across the room, I spotted Florian at the punch table, laughing at something one of the chefs had said. He was entirely unaware of the thoughts crashing through my mind. Watching him, I couldn't help but wonder what exactly was going on. There was something he wasn't telling me, a hidden truth tucked away.I could feel it, sitting there quietly beneath his smile like a shadow he was trying hard to keep hidden.But before I could dwell on it too long, someone grabbed my hand and pulled me toward the middle of the kitchen."Come on, Roseline, you can't just stand there all night!" one of the junior chefs, Amara, said, already dragging me into the small crowd that had gathered.Someone had found an old karaoke speaker tucked away in the storage room, and before I knew it, half the kitchen staff were taking turns belting out songs, most of them horribly off key, all of them having the time of their lives

Roseline's POVFlorian stared at us for a long moment before turning on his heel and walking away.I turned to Nina. She had a gloomy expression, her arms wrapped tightly around herself as if bracing for me to slam the door in her face."What do you want?" I asked."I'm sorry," she whispered."If that's all you came here to say, then you might as well leave," I said, folding my arms across my chest."Please Rosey," she said, her voice cracking slightly on the old nickname she hadn't used in months.I stared at her for a long moment, all the memories flooding back at once, the humiliation, the way she'd screamed at me to get out of her house, the way she hadn't even given me the chance to explain before believing the worst about me."You didn't even let me talk," I said quietly. "You just believed him over me, over your best friend of years."Her eyes welled up. "I know, and I'm so sorry, Roseline. I've regretted it every single day since it happened. I should have listened to you, I s

FLORIAN'S POV..One of the things I hated the most was harassment, both sexually or not. And especially when it's done to a member of my family.I once sent a guy to the hospital because he touched my sister in a funny way.He kept fighting with his life for weeks.Attempting to touch my girl?Now that's even worse.That's a death sentence.I picked up my knife and stuffed it in my pocket making my way to the boutique just across town."Do you have eyes on him?", I asked the person on the other end of the phone."Yes Sir, I do. He's about to walk in”“Okay, stand close by and watch him, make sure he doesn't notice”I sighted the sign post from afar, Shop at Brenda's. My eyes moved to the guy in the black shirt, a shopping bag swinging from his hand.My target was walking cheerfully toward the store, unaware of what was about to happen.Then my eyes landed on someone else. A girl in a pink dress, standing right in front of him, the look on her face was pure hatred.She looked really fa

Roseline's POV…I had always envisioned getting married in a castle somewhere in Paris, surrounded by glowing diamond lanterns. I pictured a gold fountain as the centerpiece, tables laden with every kind of food at every turn, and a dedicated gallery corner for fine paintings.I never really focused on the man I would marry, in my mind, he was just some vague foreign prince or Korean supermodel. Whenever my friends asked what kind of husband I wanted, I’d tell them I didn’t know. But I knew everything else about the wedding hall, the precise layout of every corner in the reception hall, the exact make, model, and color of every luxury car, even the high-end prices listed on the display shelves for the drinks.I’ve always lived surrounded by luxury, believing that kind of perfection was all that mattered.Now, watching my father’s health deteriorate, none of it means a thing. The only gift I want in this world is for him to live longer.I sighed and sank into the waiting room chair, su

ROSELINE'S POV “I don't know but I think I found a way for my father's health to get better,”I said.“Really?” Florian asked. Turning back quickly, his eyes widened in surprise.“Yes I met a woman at the hospital and she talked about something called immunotherapy and gene therapy, she said it doesn't work on everyone but it's something we have to try. It's really expensive but that's not really a problem,”I said.“Are you very sure about this?”“Yes I'm very sure, I want to try it”I said, The moment I walked away from the hospital that day, I felt so hopeful.I made inquiries about hospitals that gave such treatments, and did a little research about it.This was my chance to help my father and I wasn't going to give it up for anything.Florian was quiet for a moment, studying my face like he was trying to see just how serious I was about all of this."Roseline, I want you to know that whatever decision you make, I'll support you," he said. "If this is what you want to try, then we'