Chapter 10
Natasha stood there, looking at me for the first time without any hint of jealousy at my closeness with Xavier.
Instead, her lips curled into a satisfied smile, and my breath hitched at her actions.
There definitely was a bigger play somewhere.
“You see, Leah. You doubted Xavier’s intention, when he loves you so much,” My step mother said.
She bent slightly, her lips grazing the tip of my ear.
“You have grown some nerve girl.
I told you to come home earlier, and clean but you still disobeyed me.
Have you forgotten what I can do to your mother if you provoke me?”
————-NEXT DAY——————-
“Leah, you are late again.
The new boss is coming in today, to take over,” my boss, Tina Martins snarled in irritation.
She took one look at my disheveled appearance, as her face tightened in disgust.
“Sorry madam. I had a hold up with booking a cab,” I lied through my teeth, while trying to sound as apologetic as I could.
I did have a hold up, but it was from my step mother making sure I cleaned each and every inch of the large Harnes mansion from last night till this morning.
I finished as early as I could, not even getting a wink of sleep.
I hurried to work knowing I could not afford to lose this job.
I worked as an assistant to the secretary of the CEO at one of the biggest organizations in the city—the Blackwoods Industries.
That was how far my good grades could get me. I thought with a sigh.
At least this was one good thing, and I was extremely proud of it.
Rumor had it that the heir to the Blackwoods just returned after years abroad to take over.
He was to oversee each and every branch of the Blackwood Industries, starting with ours.
I scrunched my face in disgust, thinking what a nepo baby he must be.
I’m not sure I can handle any pompous fool.
Then again, with my job, I hardly interacted with the president anyway.
“The new president is here,” Stacy, a junior worker, said.
She straightened her already arranged clothes while she reapplied her makeup on her already powdered face.
Smoothening her blouse, I watched in unease as she dragged it down.
Leaving a large portion of cleavers on show.
I rolled my eyes at her actions, still trying to keep myself awake.
I should probably try to look even a little bit presentable, but I barely had enough strength to even keep on standing.
It was not every day you had a marathon of sex with a beast of a man then, go home to receive the shock of your life, only staying awake scrubbing a twelve thousand mansion clean.
So looking good for my new boss was the least of my priorities.
“Shsshh. He is here,” Stacy said, overly excited. Her scream earned her a sharp glare from me.
All the staff had already lined up to welcome him—Ethan Blackwood.
My heart pounded erratically the moment he walked in majestically.
It felt like his aura sucked all the air from the room.
His raven-black hair caught the light as he strolled in with long strides like he owned the place, which he did.
His tall frame, about six foot four, was shielded by men in black suits, who tried to keep the press and photographers outside.
His facial features were blocked from my view, but the aura which he carried, towered over the room.
The perfectly tailored brown suit stretched over his wide masculine frame as he listened to a rather shorter man by his side.
“Welcome sir,” We all chorused in unison, when he finally got to where we were gathered.
As a cold silence settled in the room at our words.
And he immediately stopped speaking to the man beside him.
He turned his head as if just realizing we stood there.
The staff held their breath, as I could literally feel Stacy dancing in her shoes.
My jaws dropped as I staggered backwards slightly when I took in the familiarity of the face.
Praying my reaction had not been obvious, I struggled to regularize my breathing.
My hands trembled heavily, and I clasped them together, still not able to believe my eyes.
The man I had spent a passionate night with nights ago was my new boss—Ethan Blackwood.
My horrified eyes lifted, feeling a stare burning through my head, and I found myself staring into the most beautiful green eyes I have ever seen, all over again.
I felt my heart stop for a moment, when his beautiful eyes pierced through mine as always.
But his expression was impossible to read.
The man beside him tapped on his arm to get his attention, before he finally looked away.
He walked towards the elevator, not bothering to acknowledge our greetings.
There was no act of recognition in his eyes for me.
And that made me wonder, if he even remembered me at all.
My mind flashed back to the bundle of dollars he left on the bed.
I flinched slightly, just thinking about it.
Of course he won’t remember me.
I was just another hook up, a whore, who he spent a night with.
And I sincerely hoped not to ever cross paths with him.
——-
“Have you processed the documents?” Tina’s snappy voice came.
She stood at the door of the cubicle, watching me strangely.
Just the same way she had been doing since the new boss arrived.
“Yes, ma’am. I have them right here,” I said.
Hurriedly picking the folder up and stretching it towards her.
“The president asked for you.
He said you should bring the folder to him yourself,” she said spitefully.
Her gaze narrowed down on me, making me feel small under her stare.
My chest tightened in both shock and fear.
Why would Ethan ask of me?
Oh God, does he remember me?
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