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15 - I'm definitely screwed
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My Boss's Son 16 - Did she threaten me?
The next day, after spending the rest of the night unable to stop thinking about Joshua and his kiss, the alarm clock rang promptly at six in the morning, announcing the beginning of a new day. Slowly, I opened my eyes and stretched, still half asleep, but knowing that I needed to get up soon so as not to be late for work.As soon as I got up, I headed to the bathroom and took a quick shower. While getting dressed, I carefully chose my clothes for the day, making sure they were appropriate for the company environment.And every time I closed my eyes, the image of Joshua kissing me appeared in my mind, and no matter what I did, my mind seemed to be stuck on him.That's when I realized that maybe I was falling in love. I didn't want to admit it, but that's what was happening. I was attracted to his intelligence, his beauty, and his strong personality.But at the same time, I felt afraid. Afraid of giving too much, afraid of getting hurt, afraid of being used. I was afraid that it was al
My Boss's Son 17 - Maybe it's better this way
Throughout the entire way back home, I couldn't stop thinking about what had happened. Madelyn had threatened me over something so trivial. How could someone threaten another person just because of their obsessive passion? That person must be sick.When the taxi stops in front of Joshua's apartment, I get out of the car. Apparently, my boss wouldn't be coming home tonight, as I haven't seen him since the call he received.As I reach the upper floor of the building and enter Joshua's apartment, I see that Mrs. Taylor is not around. So, I decide to make a herbal tea to help me relax a little, as my mind is in turmoil.I leave my things on the kitchen counter and approach the stove to heat the little water I had just taken from the tap."Alice," I hear Mrs. Taylor calling me. I turn to look at her in the living room. "I'm leaving. Mr. Scott said he won't be coming home tonight. Something unexpected came up, and he asked me to let you know."I nod and watch her adjust her purse on her sho
My Boss's Son 18 - Are you avoiding me?
"What do you think you're doing?" Samantha questions my actions ironically. I was on my knees behind her desk."Has he left?" I ask back."Alice," she takes a deep breath and puts her hands on her hips. "You can't hide from him forever!""I'm not hiding," I stand up and dust off my knees. "I'm just avoiding him.""It's the same thing. And if you haven't noticed, you work for his company. How long do you think you can avoid him?""I'm not going to avoid him forever," I lean against the desk and cross my arms. "I just don't want to see him. Not today, at least not until I move out of his house.""And when will that be?" She sits in her chair and takes a sip of her coffee."I don't know..." I sigh defeated. "I'm still looking for a place.""So, you plan on avoiding Mr. Scott for all this time?" she raises her eyebrows. "Look, friend... Not to discourage you, but... It's impossible! You can't avoid Mr. Scott living in the same house as him! Besides, you're his second assistant, it's defin
My Boss's Son 19 - I'm not avoiding you
"I-I'm not avoiding you.""No?" He expresses a mocking smile on his lips. "That's not what Samantha said."I mentally grumble for having trusted her. How could she have told Joshua about the conversation we had earlier?"So, it's true?" He adds.I cross my arms indignantly and focus my gaze on the wall behind him, trying not to stare at him."Samantha had no right to tell you.""You also had no right to talk about my personal life," he retorts. "But here I am, wanting to talk."I roll my eyes and let out a sigh. It seems that this time, I really couldn't escape from that conversation."Look, if it's about what happened yesterday, it's better to let it go. It's not that important...""It may not be important to you, but it is to me," he interrupts. "Alice, do you really think I would waste my time chasing after a girl if it wasn't really important?" He furrows his brow.I moisten my lips and shake my head. Maybe it was time to be honest. Especially with myself."Joshua, I know what you
My Boss's Son 20 - Unexpected visitor
The next day...I take a deep breath of the evening air, lost in thought as I look at the medium-sized building."Be careful not to get lost in your daydreams, Alice," Gregory comments with a smile, holding one of my suitcases.I chuckle and shift my gaze to him."You didn't have to take time out of your day for me.""Why not? There's nothing better than helping a friend," he says with a smile, and walks past me, entering the building.I was about to meet my new home. A temporary home, but mine nonetheless. The day had passed quickly. I was so focused on moving into my new apartment that I didn't even notice what had been happening around me in the past few hours. I just wanted to feel the comfort of being in my own place again.I entered the building and took the stairs to the floor of my apartment.Excitedly, I pushed the slightly ajar door, revealing a place that looked very different from what I had seen the day before. The entire apartment was furnished."What happened here?" I s
My Boss's Son 21 - He lied to me
We were silent and still. Joshua's gaze alternated between Gregory and me, still wearing an intrigued expression on his face."Huh, I better go then," Gregory comments, breaking the tense atmosphere, and walks past Joshua, who remained in the middle of the door.And suddenly, I become the center of his attention. I watch Joshua, waiting for him to speak up about why he's here. But he says nothing, forcing me to be the first one to say something."So... What brings you here?" I ask. Joshua shakes his head, indifferent."I guess it was a terrible idea to come here," he comments, turning to leave."Joshua, wait!" I stop him and walk towards the door. Even with his back turned, I can still deduce that he just let out a sarcastic nasal laugh. Joshua turns around again."Alice, I just wish I had been informed about your apartment by you, not by Samantha," he says, disappointment evident in his tone."And I don't even need to mention that you decided to leave without saying goodbye. And now,
My Boss's Son 22 - Is she stalking me?
My shift was coming to an end. I was finishing up organizing the last files in the company's system. When I focused on something, I hardly noticed the day passing, unless I was in the most painful boredom."Huh... And how is Gregory?" Samantha asks, trying to make conversation.I'm surprised by her question. I didn't expect her to still care about him, or maybe she was just asking to avoid the almost deafening silence between us, as I was avoiding saying anything to her, afraid that I might slip up."He's doing well.""I'm glad he finally found a friend. Sometimes, he rushes into things a lot."Tell me about it."Has he given you a gift?" she continues the conversation."And you wouldn't believe it."I end up smiling ironically as I remember what he had done."He furnished your apartment?""How did you know?" I look away from the computer screen and gaze at her in surprise."He really did that?" She laughs, as if she had made a bet and won. "It's so typical of Gregory to do that. Can
My Boss's Son 23 - New people and an unknown idiot
I enter the room and find a spacious area filled with natural light. I see other people arriving, some with brushes and paints in their hands, others with sketchbooks and pencils. I feel a mix of admiration and insecurity as I observe the other students, all seeming so talented and dedicated. Soon, the teacher enters the room and warmly greets us. She is a renowned artist and her inspiring words calm me down a bit. She introduces us to the course program and expectations for the semester. I feel excited and determined to absorb everything I can. "Well, before we officially start, I would like to get to know a little about each of you, your career goals, and other things," the teacher says. I see a girl raise her hand, the first one to speak up. "Hi, my name is Sarah and I love painting, the feeling I get from expressing myself through my canvases is... Indescribable." "I understand that very well..." another student responds. "I feel the same way when I'm creating my sculptures."
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