LOVE THAT NEVER DIES

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" His advice was to become indispensable to the CEO, to be their closest ally. By diving deep into their world and mastering their tasks, you'll become highly attractive to employers as soon a

loe," he

ed quietl

en? There's something we need

eaving me to ponder. I nodded, r

espect for my boss, Bolt. Bolt is a tall man in his late fifties, about 6 feet tall, with broad shoulders, grey hair, and striking hazel eyes. Despite his age, he is as energetic as ever.

taking my iPad with me, I sto

. In front of me was a large desk with a big chair on one side and two sleek black leather chairs on the other. The windows offered a clear view of Seattle, but I was too

already sensing my day w

lurted out, kicking myself for

. How could I have missed that?" I scolded myse

hint of icy sharpness beneath the surface. When he spotted me, a devilish smirk spread across his perfect mouth, and my throat went dry. Why was he even here? You might be wondering why I once respected him. Well, I spent a whole year working for him. But that year was a nightmare. He was bossy, arrogant, belittling, stubborn, irritable, and, above all, just plain awful. The saying "looks can be deceptive" fits him perfectly. He might look handsome on the outside, bu

oftly and let

from a hair gel commercial. His skin was beautiful, silky and russet colored; his eyes were dark, set deep above the high planes of his cheekbones, dressed in a black suit and pale blue shirt and a black t

?" His sweet voice

ed and

hand. I shook it and he introd

he Jaden'

o

aden always insisted on formalities. When I first started working for him, I mistakenly called him by his first name. He promptly corrected me, saying, "I

id, smiling as we

he replied, hi

some seats?"

r of the room. Bolt and Jason took seats directly in front of me, separated on

eady met Jaden and Jason, and you'

for a year,

nces of my life. I never should've

remarkable lack of manners. He's

was relieved he remained silent. Turning to Chloe, Bolt expressed gratitude for her four years of dedica

er of her disdain for him. Bolt hesitated, coughed lightly, then struggled to articulate his thoughts. This was unlike him; he typically ex

arry my son," he

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