Nathan was shocked to see who it was. Brixlee? What was she doing there? She walked up to him and sat next to him. "Good morning, Mrs Jessica" Brixlee said rather too politely. "And who is she??"Mrs Jessica asked calmly, turning to Nathan. "I'm Mr. Grey’s secretary" Brixlee implied with a warm smile. "Great, I don't have a lot of time,show me what you've got" Mrs Jessica Lopez implored impatiently. Brixlee stood up. "Well, my boss and I thought a lot about this riddle, 'It tears the mind can't tell, it pains the heart can't share,anger wrapped up in deceit,it's more to bear the scalding pain of hate," She paused. "And we concluded that the answer is REVENGE" Brixlee finally said. Mrs Jessica Lopez’s eyes widened in shock. How was it possible for them to know the answer to the riddle? She was sure she was the only one that knew the answer to it because she personally came up with the riddle herself when she was still a young woman in art school. She had gotten help from her ‘then
Next day… Brixlee stood at the entrance of her apartment after locking the door, patiently waiting for her boss. She was dressed in a blue jean and a light blue top. She had little makeup on and her hair was parked in a messy bun. She stood stiIl, waiting for her boss’s car to pull up. He had called her a while ago that he was on his way to pick her up. They were going to visit Mrs Jessica Lopez at her residence to sign the contract.As she stood still, she couldn’t help but wonder about what Amerie had told her last night. She shrieked at the thought that Amerie haboured such feeling about her. The sight of Amerie’s room when she had visited her last night and the framed photos of her on every wall kept replaying in her head, each time with a creepy turn. Once again, she felt her insides tighten on the spot as she heard the honking of a car. Turns out, the car had been honking for long and she had been so lost in her thoughts that she hadn’t heard it until now. She took a deep br
Sirens wailed in the distance, their shrill cacophony matching the turmoil raging within Brixlee's heart. The air was thick with a palpable tension, a reflection of the precariousness of the situation. Paramedics arrived swiftly, their expertise and efficiency evident as they carefully assessed Nathan's injuries. Brixlee felt a lump form in her throat, threatened to choke her as she watched them tend to him, their urgency reflecting the severity of his condition.Through teary eyes, Brixlee whispered softly, her voice laden with remorse and affection, "I'm so sorry, Mr Grey. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have gotten hurt."Nathan's voice was strained, yet filled with warmth as he reassured her, "Don't blame yourself, Brixlee. You're not at fault. I would do it all over again to keep you safe.”Brixlee's gaze lingered on his battered form, her heart aching for the pain he endured due to his selflessness. And in that moment, she realized the depth of the bond they shared.The
Days had gone by and Nathan had gotten better with Brixlee by his side to offer her support. A week later he was back at the office and business was running smoothly again. Tyler on the other hand had been going to countless of dates just to find the one and unfortunately, he hasn’t. Brixlee had teased him a couple of times and he had finally given up on finding himself a girlfriend.Nathan stood in his office, the city skyline stretching out beyond the glass walls. Brixlee hovered near his desk, a stack of papers in her hands. He cleared his throat, catching her attention. "Brixlee, I have some news," he said, a tinge of excitement in his voice. "We've been selected to attend the business conference in New York this weekend." Brixlee's eyes widened with surprise, her lips curling into a smile. "New York? That's amazing, Mr Grey! I've always wanted to visit the city." Nathan nodded, his excitement mirrored in his eyes. "I thought it would be a great opportunity for us to expand
Brixlee stood still, hesitant to get into the black sleek limo. Nathan’s father Allen Grey, on seeing how hesitant she was, slowly stepped out of the limo, his face etched with lines of worry and a hint of determination. The wind rustled through his graying hair, his presence commanding attention in the bustling scene.Mr. Allen Grey approached Brixlee, his eyes filled with a mix of vulnerability and a glimmer of hope. "Miss Cyrup," he called out gently, his voice carrying a touch of weariness.Brixlee's heart went out to him. She sensed the immense burden he carried, She cleared her throat, her voice trembled slightly as she responded, "Mr. Grey, what can I do for you?"Nathan’s father took a deep breath, averting his eyes for a moment before meeting her gaze. "Brixlee, I implore you. I need your help to reconcile with my son. It's been eight long years since we last saw each other, and when we finally met again, his resentment towards me was palpable."Brixlee listened intently, her
Nathan couldn’t get enough of the view, as he held his breath trying to contain his desire. Fortunately, a voice from outside interrupted his thoughts.“The door is jammed, we’ll need to call a repair man. We’re sorry for the inconvenience, please bear with us for the time being” One of the staffs said from the outside.Brixlee frowned, she already felt awkward at the thought of staying in the same room with Nathan. She got on her feet and walked into the closet to change. About a few minutes later, she was out in her long silk night dress, surprisingly, Nathan was still standing at the door.Brixlee smirked.” Mr Grey, you heard what the hotel staff said, it’s going to take a while so why not have a seat?”Nathan reluctantly took his seat on a couch at the edge of the room while Brixlee sat at the other end on her bed scrolling through her phone.For about an hour, none said a word to the other even though they both knew the awkwardness lingered.... Talia sat on the edge of the
Brixlee stood in the middle of the crowded room, her eyes scanning the sea of people in search of Nathan, she was sure he would be there. With the few weeks she had known him, she knew what kind of person he was. She couldn't wait to let loose and forget about everything else for a while.As she turned to head towards the bar, a tall, attractive guy stepped in front of her, blocking her path. "Hey there," he said with a smile. "I'm Ryan. Can I get you a drink?"Brixlee’s heart fluttered at the sight of him. It wouldn’t cause her any harm to flirt, at least her boss was also somewhere having fun with his best friend. "Um, sure. I'll have a gin and tonic," she replied, trying to keep her cool.Ryan disappeared into the crowd and returned a few minutes later with two glasses filled with ice and clear liquid. One of the drinks was spiked, and he handed the spiked drink to Brixlee. That was the first phrase of his plan. He clicked his glass against Brixlee’s before taking a sip."So, what
Brixlee wasn’t sure what to do, was she to pull away from this moment she had secretly wished for?Nathan pushed her gently towards the bed, never once breaking the kiss. She stumbled back onto the soft mattress, watching as he climbed on top of her. He trailed kisses down her neck and along her collarbone, eliciting soft moans from her lips.Brixlee felt none of this was right, Nathan was her boss. She slowly placed her hand on his chest slightly pushing him backwards. Nathan was thrown aback as he tried to maintain his balance.“This isn’t right, Mr Grey” Brixlee murmured as she walked out of the room, leaving Nathan all alone in the room looking as perplexed as ever before. Brixlee made her way down the stairs, she needed to cool off all the heat and calm her nerves. She found herself walking towards the lush garden at the back of the building, which was eerily quiet, just what she needed. The garden was filled with beautiful flowers, fragrant bushes, and flickering lights that sho