Todos los capítulos de Beautifully Ruined By Him: Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 20

Nora's POVMr. Shawn caught up with me just as I reached the elevator."Nora."I stopped but didn't turn immediately.Honestly, I didn't know if I was still angry or just tired. Probably both.When I finally faced him, he looked uncomfortable again. Not manager uncomfortable. Human uncomfortable. The kind that came after realizing you messed up badly."I wanted to apologize again," he said quietly. "What happened this morning should never have happened."I folded my arms."No," I said. "It shouldn't have."He nodded slowly. "I should've listened to you.""Yes, you should've."The elevator doors opened beside us but neither of us moved.He sighed. "You can take the rest of the day off. Considering everything that happened, I think it's best."I almost laughed."The stress?" I asked.A small wince crossed his face. "Yes."For a second, I just looked at him. This same man had stood there thirty minutes ago acting like I was garbage that needed to be removed from the building. Now suddenl

Nora's POV The next morning, I woke up with my face buried deep inside my pillow and sunlight pushing through the thin curtains of my apartment.For one full second, I forgot everything.The office, the accusations, the humiliation, the CEO.Then my eyes snapped open."Oh God."I rolled over immediately and stared at the ceiling.The deadline.My stomach dropped.He told me I had until today to give him an answer about becoming his personal secretary.And I had completely forgotten."Fantastic. Arghhh!"I dragged a hand over my face and sat up slowly. My body still felt heavy from yesterday. Not tired exactly, just drained.Too much had happened in less than forty-eight hours.I got out of bed, tied my hair up, and headed straight for the bathroom.The shower helped a little, not enough, but a little.By the time I dressed for work, my brain had already started preparing itself for another disaster.Honestly, at this point, I expected one daily.I grabbed my bag, slipped on my shoes,

Aria's POV The silence between us stretched too long, too warm, too dangerous. And then suddenly— He reached up and brushed a loose strand of hair away from my face. My breath caught immediately. The touch was light, gentle even, which somehow made it worse. His fingers slid slowly past my temple before falling away again. "You're beautiful," he said quietly. Just like that, simple, calm, like he wasn't currently ruining my ability to think properly. What in the— My chest tightened. I stared at him without words. And before I could even process what happened— He stepped away, completely, like nothing happened at all, like he hadn't just looked at me in a way that made my knees weak. He walked back around the desk calmly and sat down in his chair again, then opened one of

Nora's POV I avoided the executive floor the entire morning.Very deliberately.If somebody asked me to deliver files upstairs, I suddenly had another task. If someone mentioned the CEO, I found somewhere else to be. If I even heard his name, my chest tightened in the most irritating way possible.It was ridiculous, completely ridiculous.I was twenty-two years old. I had survived worse things than one arrogant man with dark eyes and a superiority complex.So why was I thinking about him every five minutes?Worse, why was I thinking about those stupid pictures?I adjusted the stack of Meridian folders in my arms and walked faster through the hallway.Pictures. God.Every time I remembered his voice saying it, heat crawled up my neck all over again.*I still have pictures from that night on my phone.*Who even says something like that? Psychopaths, that was who.I dropped the files onto my desk harder than necessary and sat down quickly.Focus. Meridian presentation in three days. Tha

My heart slammed against my ribs when he whispered those words against my ear. "Perfect for secrets." His voice wrapped around me, low and rough, sending tingles across my skin. I barely had time to register what he meant when he pressed his face into my hair, inhaling deep. Then his teeth sank into the side of my neck. "Ah—!" I gasped sharply. The bite stung in the best way, making my pulse race under his mouth. A moan slipped out before I could catch it, soft and needy. Shame burned through me right away. I wasn’t supposed to sound like that. Not here. Not with him. I wanted to push him away. This was wrong on every level. He was my boss. And I had come in for a serious talk, not this. But the heat flooding my body made my legs weak, and my thighs pressed together on their own. He licked over the bite mark, slow and warm. “You taste even better than I imagined,” he murmured against my skin. My fingers dug into the chair arms. I bit my lip hard to stay quiet,