an'

ed, my gaze fixed on my employee, who had tur

hts because of fools like him; it was built on my hard work-the sweat and blood I had poured into this company over the past four years.

cially now, as I searched desperately for a wife just to satisfy an investor. The man thought I was unsuitable for the

again, casting a cold, piercing look at my e

st one mistake,"

person's life forever. Now, go and change the word. I want the new file printed within five minutes,

ice as if he had fire on his tail. I knew he would be back within the time l

ds later, the same employee knocked a

s from his hand only to discard them immediately into the dustbi

deliver them? I already mailed the figures myself. Now go and do

the labor as a passion-or perhaps a distraction-to forget my past. I needed to forget the bloody hi

my eyes at the sound of my

f Vice-President when his only real job seemed to be

my voice dripping with irritation

I'm here. This isn't right, Ethan; the way

perfection," I gritted my teeth. "They have no right to run to

redo the whole thing for nothing," Dylan raised his vo

y well that one mistake can take a life! You know how my life changed because of one error, s

keep feeling guilty for a mistake you never actually committed? How long will you punish yoursel

tion, but I simply tur

his fingers in front of me. "Don't act smar

t of me, but I remained sil

rmance, leave my office. I don't have time

u gave me the duty of finding you a wife. Just wait and watch,

ow; there was no one in this world meant for me. No one who could understand me, let alone love

personal assistant informed me. Without a second glance

s. I also noticed the flirtatious smiles from some of the women, which I returned with

ight. I took my usual booked seat, and the bartender served my daily strong drink. I gulped it down, desperat

. I wrapped my arms around her waist, turning her t

t her skin. "You're so hot, babe." I pinched her hip, and a moan escaped her lips. That wa

breathlessly, kissing me hard. I let her dominate the

e wall, tearing her dress apart in one swift

heels dug into my back, but I didn't care; the pleasure was a distraction. I threw all my frustration into her, position after position. I didn't care if it wa