Loving the Bad Guy

ting opportunity for a better life. The generous salary and promises of stability were enticing, and it would certainly alleviate her fina

s offer Nathan had made to Mr. Tate, Stacy knew that the diner meant more to him than just a business. It was a symbol of h

d against her pride. She didn't want to be indebted to him, nor did she want to work for someone whose arrogance and callousness

a choice – one that would have far-reaching consequences for both herself and those she cared about.

ry expression etched on his face. Sensing her turmoil, he set down the

s Mr Tate about Nathan's final say about the diner and his job offer to her , Mr Tate nodded smiling with a t

and freely accepting. It almost seemed like he really wanted to leave the diner, like right now he jus

erms with the fact that things change. I've had my time here, and now it's time for a

the people in it, but she also knew that she couldn't ignore the opportuni

be fine. Besides, Nathan's offer is too good to pass up, a bit too generous if

sitance, anxiety and sadness wash over h

ncertain future that lay ahead. As she hugged Mr. Tate tightly, she knew that no matter whe

y shifted back to its usual bustling chaos. Mr. Tate, now back in his role as t

. Tate's voice cut through the noise, firm and

emotion. "I'm so sorry, Mr. Tate," she muttered, her wor

voices rose above the din as some impatient patrons voiced their frustration at the delay in their orders. Meanwhile, Mr. Tate's voi

focused on her duties. With determination in her eyes, she tackled her tasks with renewed vi

ouldn't help but feel a sense of accomplishment. Despite the challenges she faced,

his staff. His demeanor was stern and serious as he addressed the roo

e. "As many of you know, Nathan Stones has purchased this building, and we have only a few

ty of the situation sank in. Mr. Tate continued, his vo

diner in a far better location. And I would

and professionalism, but he was always there to listen to their problems and offer sage advice. And as he lo

ew location, their trust in Mr. Tate unwavering. But when Mr. Tate's eyes

e opportunity at Stones Jewelry and Co., and she knew that it was the right path for her regardless of Nathan's

proached Stacy with a knowing smile. Though he would miss her dearly, he co

tinged with emotion. "I'll miss having you her

oming to an end. But as she stepped into the uncertain future that lay ahead, she knew that she would always carry with her the lessons an

o had both infuriated and intrigued her earlier that day. But it wasn't just his arrogan

tic turn. She found herself fixating on the way his lips moved as he spoke, imagining the taste of his words

nd vulnerable yet undeniably excited. She pictured running her hands through his jet black hair, feeling

and that is inappropriate!" She facepalms herself and pinches the bridge of her nose right between her brows "Stacy you can't think of him lik

fueling a hunger that burned deep within her. The mere thought of Nathan sent

should resist, that it was wildly inappropriate to harbor such fantasies about her new boss. But in the privacy o

d." she couldn't shake the feeling that Nathan Stones had ignited something within her that she couldn't ignore. She laid on her bed. She couldn't ignore the wetness between her as she carefully grazed