All Chapters of Bounded To My Playboy Billionaire Boss : Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

Stacey’s POV;I stood in front of the tall mahogany door that led to the meeting room, clenching the handle of the silver tray nervously with my palm. “I firmly believe that only men who can maintain a stable relationship are capable of maintaining a good business,” I could overhear Mr. Donovan, one of our important business partners-to-be, through the door as I tried to balance the tray of teacups in my hand. “And we all know, you most certainly aren’t capable of that, Mr Richard.”I opened the door and wobbled into the meeting room. “Good day,” I greeted loudly with a smile, but no one seemed to notice my presence, as usual. I’ve actually gotten used to feeling invisible by now. I began to absentmindedly serve everyone their tea.It has been roughly about a year since I started working at Desmond Pictures, one of the biggest filming production companies in the world. I was offered a job as a secretary shortly after finishing film school, a step closer to my dream of becoming a movi

Stacey’s POV;I had decided to step out of the building to get some fresh air after Richard left to take his call. Everything was happening so fast, and it was very overwhelming. I was too deep in thought to notice the crowd of reporters standing outside. Before I could realize it, I was already surrounded by reporters.“Miss Stacey, is it true you’re engaged to Richard Desmond?” I heard faintly from the horde of voices throwing questions at me. I tried using my hand to shield my eyes from the blinding lights coming from the cameras.I had expected this to happen but not this soon. I mean, it hadn’t even been up to a day since Richard announced we were engaged in the meeting room. This was the opposite of what I came out for. “Miss Stacey, would you say you’re a gold digger?” More questions were thrown at me. Microphones were being shoved in my face, and light shone from different angles. I was confused; I didn’t know what to do.My breathing began to increase, and so did my heart r

Stacey’s POV:I stepped into the lavishly furnished living room of my home, which was one of the two living rooms in the house. My best friend, Aliya, was gifted this house by her parents after she graduated. When she heard I got a job in LA, she insisted I stayed with her. That’s just how Aliya was; very kind and open hearted. We had met in film school where I attended as a scholarship student and I was forever grateful that I found a friend like her.I threw my bag on the custom-made Camaleonda sofa and made my way to the fridge in the kitchen. Today had been such a long day, and I needed something to clear my head.“Vodka, whisky, red wine,” I read out as I scanned the open fridge for what to drink. “Oh, there it is, orange juice.”I took out the pack and filled my glass till the chunky ice cubes floated up to the top. Whenever I felt overwhelmed and needed to calm down, the one thing that always helped was crunching ice cubes.It’s a weird habit, but one that worked. It helped me