Todos los capítulos de Never Meant to Share: Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 15

‎The next morning, Xavier's words were still on my mind.  ‎"You really don't know."  ‎I had spent the entire journey to work trying to understand what he meant, but it only made me more confused. By the time I arrived at Moretti Corporation, I still hadn't made sense of it.‎After greeting a few employees, I made my way to my office. I had barely placed my bag on the desk when there was a knock on the door.  ‎"Come in."  ‎The door opened, and Enzo stepped inside.  ‎"The Boss wants you."  ‎I looked up from my desk.  ‎"... Right now?"  ‎"Now."  ‎That was all he said before turning around. Letting out a tired sigh, I grabbed my notebook and followed him out. We walked through the executive floor in silence. After a few minutes, curiosity got the better of me.  ‎"Did something happen?"  ‎Enzo kept walking.  ‎"Boss's orders."  ‎I narrowed my eyes.  ‎"...That wasn't what I asked."  ‎He didn't respond.  ‎I

‎Elias walked down the hallway, still replaying everything that had happened in the boardroom.  ‎He still couldn’t believe Dante had made him present a report without warning in front of all those executives.  ‎Who even does that?  ‎His grip tightened around his notebook. The boardroom was for shareholders and senior executives, not secretaries like him.  ‎His steps were unhurried as he continued down the hallway, lost in thought. He was almost past one of the offices when he noticed two employees standing near the open doorway, talking in hushed voices. Every now and then, they glanced toward the office as though they were trying to see what was happening inside.  ‎Elias slowed down, curiosity getting the better of him.  ‎Before he could take another step, two heavily built bodyguards appeared from inside the office, grabbing a middle-aged man and pulling him away from his seat.  ‎Elias’s mouth fell open.  ‎Was this even allowed?  ‎He tu

‎‎Elias stirred up, his head pounding like someone had hit it with a hammer. ‎His dazed eyes glanced up.‎That ceiling looked weirdly unfamiliar.‎Before his eyes glazed around.‎Fuck.‎The words escaped his lips as realization hit him hard.‎Panic shot through him. He yanked the blanket off, and scrambled out of bed. ‎“Oh, Elias. What have you done,” he muttered, dragging both hands through his hair.‎Where did he go, and who lives here?‎The door clicked open. He spun around, startled. ‎Lucas stood there, arms crossed and a brow raised.‎Lucas, what are you doing here?‎Elias looked at Lucas asking in a hushed tone.‎“Uh, I live here and You mister came to my doorstep reeking of alcohol, El,” Lucas said dryly.‎"Oh, right, I forgot it's your house.“‎Elias smiled sheepishly then ruffled his hair. He seriously couldn’t remember how he got here. ‎Lucas facepalmed. “You don’t even remember how you got here, do you?”‎"Seriously El,?"‎"I know Lucas, trust me I do.“‎Elias mistak