Braelyn's POV
"Braelyn , Mr. Lewis had called you in his office." I snapped my head up to look at Sasha .
" Mr. Lewis ? Why ?" The expression of pure horror was evident in my face judging the words she said next.
" Why are you looking like that? I am sure he had his meal and won't eat you up unless you hurry up. I bet I wouldn't see any other girl so horrified at the mention of his name." She walked away mumbling the last part to herself. Obviously, any girl would be delighted at the name of the handsome Evan Lewis but it wasn't so easy for me.
After having a small prep talk with myself, I got up to go to his cabin.
When in front of his cabin , I could feel my hands getting sweaty. With a lot of self-convincing, I knocked on the door.
" Come in." I heard his gruff voice. Twisting the knob, I walked in. He was looking at his laptop screen without even bothering to look up.
" Sir, you called for me?" I asked in a soft voice but he still didn't acknowledge me. I knew he was intentionally doing it.
" Sir." I raised my voice a bit more. He finally looked up.
" Ah! Ms. Taylor, please take a seat." Avoiding the taunting tone in his voice , I took small steps towards his desk.
" I don't have all the time in the world for you. Walk fast." I flinched at his sudden rise in voice . Walking hurriedly, I took a seat.
He leaned back on his chair , keeping his eyes fixed on me. He didn't even say anything and just kept staring. I felt intimidated under his heated stare and squirmed in my seat.
" Sir ?" He suddenly put his arms on the desk and pushed his upper body forward against it.
" Ms. Taylor, are you married ?" I was shocked as I clearly didn't expect such a question.
" No." The word automatically flew out of my mouth. He raised a brow at me.
" No ? Why ? Was it your rich boyfriend this time who left you at the altar?" I inhaled sharply, feeling the bitterness of the words.
" Or is it again you ? Did you find someone even richer , Ms. Taylor?" He was mocking me. I blinked away the tears accepting the pain his words had to offer. His face was expressionless but anger and heart shone in his eyes. Swallowing the lump in my throat, I opened my mouth to speak.
" Mr. Lewis , I would request you to ask questions related to my job only." I protested which apparently fell to deaf ears. He stood up and walked round his table to stop in front of me.
" If I tell you that right now I am among the top ten richest men in the world, will you come running back to me?" He bent down holding the arms of the chair and looking straight into my eyes, his minty breath hitting my face.
"M-Mr. Lewis." I stuttered as I felt my heart thumping out of anxiety. The close proximity wasn't helping either. I pushed myself back against the chair as much as possible.
" Tell me , will you make fake confessions of love, marry me , take fake vows of love ? Will you , Ms. Taylor?" Clenching my eyes shut , I let a few drops leave my eyes. The blazing anger in his eyes , the accusations against me in them was too much to bear for me. It literally hurt to look into his eyes that were burning with hatred.
" Here we go! Fake tears now . Pathetic!" He moved away and spat with so much disgust that more tears made their way out. I quickly wiped away the tears and stood up to leave.
" Did I say you could leave?" I halted in my steps . Taking a deep breath, I turned back.
" I had asked Sasha to give me the names of some efficient employees . She has given me your file and I must say I am pretty impressed. "
" Thank you ,Mr. Lewis." I meekly added.
" So… Ms. Taylor, I am appointing you as my personal assistant ." My head snapped towards him in an instant. He thrusted his hands in the pocket of his pants, looking at me.
" Personal assistant?" I blinked multiple times to make sure I was hearing it right. He didn't reply , looking bored.
" S-someone else can do it. P-Please." I requested in an attempt to save myself from this situation. It will be a nightmare to be the personal assistant to the man who hates me with passion.
" Last time I checked, I was the boss. Don't bother deciding for me, Ms. Taylor." I immediately shut up and nodded , keeping my head down.
" You will have your cabin beside mine. You have to manage my schedule, make appointments, prepare the conference room whenever necessary, check my emails and forward only the important ones to me and… be here by 8 in the morning with my coffee." His words held a dominance in them.
" Yes Mr. Lewis." Wanting to end this meeting as soon as possible, I replied.
" Now please see yourself out." He sounded impatient. Not wanting to face his wrath anymore, I scurried out of his cabin.
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Evan's POV
I heard a soft knock on my door. There was only one person whom I was expecting right now. I asked her to come in.
" Sir, you called for me?" A barely audible voice spoke. I was tempted to look up but then I wanted to make her more tense than she already was.
" Sir." She raised her voice a bit more when I finally decided to look up.
" Ah! Ms. Taylor, please take a seat." I spoke in a mocking tone. She started taking small steps towards me which was irritating me.
" I don't have all the time in the world for you, Ms. Taylor. Walk fast." I noticed her flinch at my sudden rise in voice . Walking hurriedly, she took a seat opposite me.
I leaned back on my chair , keeping my eyes fixed on her. Looking at her face made me visualise everything. The memories were as fresh as we're from yesterday. The face which once was my world, I always wanted to see the beautiful smile on her face but she crushed those feelings. She threw whatever we had in flames. Now I want nothing more than to see pain in her face. In the last three years , each time she came to my mind, her betrayal overpowered our sweet memories in my mind.
" Sir ?" Her soft voice broke my chain of thoughts. I put my hands on the desk and pushed myself forward against it.
" Ms. Taylor, are you married ?" She looked shocked by this question.
" No." The response came quicker than I had expected.
" No ? Why ? Was it your rich boyfriend this time who left you at the altar?" She took a sharp breath at the hint of the question.
" Or is it again you ? Did you find someone even richer , Ms. Taylor?" I was purely disgusted by the thought alone but nothing was impossible for her. She had done it once and may very well repeat it. She took time before speaking.
" Mr. Lewis , I would request you to ask questions related to my job only." I knew whatever I was asking was unprofessional but who cares? I wanted to know. I stood up from my seat and rounded the table to stand in front of her.
" If I tell you that right now I am among the top ten richest men in the world, will you come running back to me?" I bent down and held the arms of the chair , caging her in. I looked straight into her eyes, our face close enough for my breath to hit her face.
"M-Mr. Lewis." She stuttered , while her chest rose and fell out of nervousness. She was definitely affected by our close proximity. Hell , I was too but I was better in not showing it. She shrunk back more into the chair.
" Tell me , will you make fake confessions of love, marry me , take fake vows of love ? Will you ?" She clenched her eyes and was not able to bear anymore. When I saw the tears rolling down her cheeks, something inside me stirred. I was strangely not satisfied with the view but I should have been. It was so frustrating.
" Here we go! Fake tears now . Pathetic!" I moved away and spat those words before I could get confused in my head. I turned my back to her and ran a hand on my face. Hearing footsteps behind me, I looked back to see her leaving my cabin.
" Did I say you could leave?" She halted in her steps before turning around.
" I had asked Sasha to give me the names of some efficient employees . She has given me your file and I must say I am pretty impressed. " I paused.
" Thank you ,Mr. Lewis." She spoke softly.
" So… Ms. Taylor, I am appointing you as my personal assistant ." Her head snapped towards me so fast that I wondered if her neck was broken. Her face held absolute horror and I liked every bit of her fear. She should be scared knowing what she should be expecting since I was here now.
" Personal assistant?" She blinked multiple times to make sure that she was hearing it right. I have a bored expression not bothering to reply.
" S-someone else can do it. P-Please." I heard her meek protest , a desperate try to save herself but I had made up my mind.
" Last time I checked, I was the boss. Don't bother deciding for me, Ms. Taylor." She immediately shut up and nodded , keeping her head down.
I quickly explained what jobs she had as my personal assistant. She agreed quickly, most probably wanting to be out of here as soon as possible.
" Now please see yourself out." I couldn't control my temper when she was around and the last thing I wanted was for her to jumble up my thoughts.
Braelyn's POV" I. Don't. Love. You. Evan. Lewis." I looked straight into his eyes and spoke." Why?" He whispered faintly." I found someone else."I sat up gasping for air, the words ringing in my ears. I put my hands to cover my ears and shook my head to push away those voices."I. Don't. Love. You."" I found someone else."" Why?"" I. Don't. Love. You. Evan. Lewis."" I found someone else."" Why?"" I found someone else."The voice kept echoing.The lights in the room lit up before I felt Bri hugging me." Breath Sis, breath. It's okay. Everything's fine. " I hugged her back seeking comfort from the embrace ." It's not fine. Nothing is fine. I hurt him so bad Bri . I still hear our voices. Bri I can't I-" I cut myself off to breath. I felt suffocated with the memories in my mind, the voices in my head. I wanted to erase them all, wipe them
Evan's POVSomewhere, I felt a bit bad for treating her like that. I knew she felt humiliated as it was a blow to her self respect but I couldn't control my temper around her. Whenever she is in sight, I remember everything she did to me."Does he consider you more important than himself? What does he have to give you that I don't?"" Money."" What ?"" Money Evan. Your business is in a poor condition and as bad it may sound, it is going to go further down at this rate. Money is important for a secured life and I want to live a peaceful, secured life Evan, one that he would be able to provide. I can't spend my days in uncertainty."I fisted my hands and took deep breaths to control the anger rising in me.I will make you pay Braelyn Taylor.……………I was about to enter her cabin when I heard her speaking over the phone." I know, don't w
Evan's POVI was just wrapping up the last of my work when I heard a knock on my door. Braelyn walked in with some files in her hand. I looked at the clock to make sure it was five past eight."Why are you still in the office Ms. Taylor?" I got up from my seat . She faintly raised a brow at my question as if I was stupid to ask that." The report." Saying this , she kept the files on my desk and I immediately remembered the work I had given her. I was surprised that she really finished the work. I saw her walking back but before she could take more than two steps, she swayed , her eyes dropping. I immediately wrapped one arm around her waist and another on her shoulder to steady her." Are you not well , Ms. Taylor?" My voice gave out the concern that I didn't want to show." Just a bit dizzy." Came her reply before she turned her face towards me. Our faces were really close , our breaths mingling with each other. The sweet fragrance
Closing her eyes, she took a deep breath." I-I can't." She let out. The church became uncomfortably quiet.......................Flashback Continues" Brae?" I was genuinely confused, her words not registering in my mind. She pulled her hands out of mine." E-Evan , I c-can't marry you. I am s-sorry." She stuttered. The church broke down into murmurs. I couldn't understand what action of mine made her so angry that she was saying all this. I walked closer, putting my hands out for her but she took two steps back." Brae , what happened?" My attention was solely focussed on her face waiting for her to crack a smile, accept her poor ability at cracking a joke."This wedding can't happen." A strange uneasiness was settling in the pit of my stomach."Tell me what's bothering you? Whatever it is , we can solve it . Please calm down, baby." I knew whatever it was , we could solve it by talking." No Evan I
Braelyn's POV" Ms. Taylor would explain to you the rest of the details." I straightened up and opened the presentations , highlighting the important points and explaining every detail. By the end of it, the clients looked satisfied. Ryan too had a proud look on his face. I smiled at him a little." Well , we are ready to sign the deal. We really liked the presentation. I must say that Ms. Taylor is a great assistant to you Mr. Lewis." I offered them a polite smile. I had spent days and nights working on this project and I was glad that my hard work was appreciated." I beg to differ. I am surprised that she could handle it, most probably one of her firsts." His words rang in the conference room. I felt everyone's eyes one me, the place appearing to be a lot smaller than it was seconds ago. My cheeks heated up with embarrassment, tears pooling in my eyes. I hung my head low, avoiding all the stares .It must have been a fragment of my
Evan's POV The look on her face when I demeaned her and her working ability in the conference room, somewhere made me feel guilty. Whatever I said was a damn lie. She was one of the most hard-working, smart and efficient employees but I wouldn't say that. I quickly pushed away any kind of remorse that was trying to dig it's way in. She sat silently for the rest of the meeting, her eyes fixed on her fiddling fingers.Before she could leave the room, I burdened her with some more work. I didn't want to lose my mind thinking about her . The slightest movements confused my head. Taking my blazer off, I exited the room and started walking towards my cabin but the scene in front of me boiled my blood. Brae stood there talking to Mr. Walker. He was a reputed pervert and didn't mind hitting on any and every beautiful woman. Coming closer, I heard him saying how a beautiful woman like her didn't deserv
Evan's POVShe nodded at me before getting on her tippy toes and attaching her lips to mine.I closed my eyes tightly to relieve the pain that was resurfacing in me. We used to spend a lot of time here in her house and I wasn't sure how easy it would be for me to come back here. Finally making up my mind I came out and locked the car before pressing the bell.A few seconds later the door opened."Evan?" Brillie looked shocked to find me at the door."Brielle." I acknowledged with a curt nod."Where is Braelyn?" She bit her lip, seemingly unsure of what her answer should be."She isn't feeling good. Maybe she will see you tomorrow?" There was a hint of worry in her eyes, like she didn't want me here . Most probably Brae had told her everything about today."No, I want to see her now. Can I come in?" I was determined."Uhh sure. Come in." She hesitantly moved away, allowing me to pass . I took a quick g
He was shocked when I said that it wasn't his fault and I wasn't angry at him but it was true. I could never be angry at him for whatever he was doing. If I was in his position, maybe I would have behaved more aggressively. It hurts, it hurts so much that we have come to this position where a civil conversation between us was nearly impossible but then it wasn't our fault. It wasn't.Flashback"You look so beautiful Sis! You look like a princess." Bri gushed at me as she looked at me through the mirror. I myself was overwhelmed with my final wedding look. It was a pearl white lace dress with a plunging neckline. The hair was done in a beautiful messy updo and my face had neutral makeup."I know right?" I smiled widely at her, causing her to laugh."I am anticipating Evan's face when he sees you. You will just blow his mind off." She clasped her hands together in excitement."Agreed." Both of us turned to look at Kate who just entered, looking