Hello readers, So, here is the first step of Abigail's toward being the writer Tuberose. Can her book be the turning point for Michael's business? Let's see what is waiting for them. Thank you for reading.
[One week later] Michaels' pov - "That's how we will continue our next plan. Within this week, we were able to improve our share rate. But I want a proper result within the next 3 weeks. Because one the next month we have to return all the amount to our shareholders. Well, if we can show the profit I doubt they will take back the amount. However, we can't hope for the good side only. Every coin has two sides. We have to plan by thinking the worst." After the presentation, I am just giving my ending speech. "But how can we just get back to our position? Though a few businesses are bringing profit, the maximum is in a huge loss." The management team Manager is quite disturbed. "It's just one week. Let's wait for a while. Keep working harder, success will knock on your door." I end the meeting. "He has a point, Mick." Jack is also worried. "Don't think much. Let's go with the flow." I pat his shoulder and intend to go out. "Where are you going?" My mother's soul is inside him. "I
Michael’s pov – I am really passing the best moment of my life after Mom’s death. Everything is working perfectly. Today, we will launch our app for our Publication. Everyone is working with the best effort. I just hope it really works well. “What are you thinking, Mick? About our new app launch.” Jack is here. I nod and add, “Yes, two days ago that’s why you took my signature in a hurry. Do you think it will work? I am quite nervous. How many books are there?” Though I am checking, I am asking him. “We are launching 30 exclusive books along with famous writers' books as non-exclusive.” He is reporting as a professional. “Hmm. What about ebooks and paperbacks?” I need that update as well. “Ebooks are ready and paperback, we didn’t do that to avoid expenses. According to the demands, we will move.” I nod. “What about Abigail? Did you contact Ema? How’s she?” She left our home yesterday. “She is doing well. Why did she leave suddenly?” His question has a point. “I really don’t
[Head office of Pattinson Group] Michael's pov- The Pulse 360 channel is telecasting a report about the book Fragrance of Love. We are watching this. News Anchor: Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. Breaking news from the literary world has us captivated today. The publishing industry is abuzz with the phenomenal success of a recently released novel, "Fragrance of Love," written by the enigmatic author, Tuberose. In just two weeks since its publication, this masterpiece has taken the literary world by storm, leaving readers spellbound with its powerful storytelling and captivating prose. The impact of "Fragrance of Love" has been nothing short of extraordinary. The numbers speak for themselves: an astonishing one million copies of the ebook have already been sold, with additional 100,000-plus orders for the paperback pouring in. This remarkable achievement has catapulted the Pattinson Publication House, led by CEO Michael, to new heights, solidifying its position as the most succes
[1st month of book release date] Abigail's pov - I sat in my cozy study, surrounded by the comforting embrace of books lining the shelves. Soft light spilled from the desk lamp, casting a warm glow on the worn pages of my notebook. The success of "Fragrance of Love" had brought a whirlwind of emotions, and I found myself lost in contemplation, reflecting on the unexpected journey my life had taken. I had chosen the pen name Tuberose, a symbol of the fragrant beauty I sought to infuse into my stories. The world knew me as Tuberose, the elusive author whose words had touched hearts and ignited imaginations. But behind the pseudonym, I remained hidden, my true identity shrouded in secrecy. My thoughts turned to Michael, the man whose struggles had tugged at my heart. I had written the book without the intention of helping him, but of breathing life back into his spirit that had been dampened by business failures and a loss of reputation. But when I had approached him as Abigail, my tr
William's pov - "No, no, no. It can't happen. Look at the share rate. Pattinson Group is again touching my share—just a little margin to cross us. Today, we can lose our position. What are you guys doing? How did this happen?" I am yelling at my managers because of Pattinson's share rate rising. "Our share rate is not decreasing, Sir. But they are doing so well. Mostly, their two steps. One is a collaboration with Taylor Swift, the second is the book 'Fragrance of Love'. It's brought a booster to their share rate." I intend to throw a pen at him but I pause. "Do I pay you for praising their proposals? Or for submitting that kind of proposal." I want to break everyone's head. "We are trying our best, Sir." The Marketing Manager is bowing down. "I want to get the result, not try. Just go and do it. Pattinson Group was one of the lowest share rate Groups but today they are the leading one. So, go and do some work instead of praising others." I dismiss the meeting and come back to my
Abigail’s pov – Our performance is done. We are counting the collection by sitting on the bench on the spot. “It’s only $25.8 cents. You get only this after playing for so long.” He is surprised. “No, it’s so high as per my daily earning.” He is shocked. “Are you serious?” He is counting the coins again. “Hahaha… Yes, I am serious. If you count multiple times then it won’t increase.” I take my guitar and intend to play it again. “Are you going to play again?” I nod and start playing. I look at him and he is closing his eyes. A few people contributed to my collection in the hat. In a few minutes, my hand is aching badly. So, I stop abruptly. Everyone leaves just in a blink. “What’s wrong? Are you okay?” He is so worried. “Maybe I need time to use my hand properly. Yet, the hand is not so good. I can’t play the guitar anymore.” I am shaking my hand and he holds. “Let’s go to the doctor. He will give us some solutions or anything else.” He is massaging my wrist to fingers. “It’
Abigail's pov - I am really happy with him. He gives me a smile effortlessly. "Make me wear this one." He extends his left hand and I put the chain on his hand. Needed another spiral to adjust and it's looking so nice on this wrist. "It's beautiful." I chuckle and he comes to me. He gently puts the chain on my neck and moves my hair from the nape. His touch is giving me a thrill. I never liked this ever. "Done. It's really looking nice after putting it on your neck." He takes his seat whilst looking at my neck. For the first time, I am blushing for any man. "Thank you." And our coffee is here. We enjoy our coffee and keep talking about random things. "So, what is your next plan? Your graduation is almost done." Mick puts a severe line between our random conversations. "Now, I will check on jobs. Otherwise, anything I get first." I am thinking about what to do for real. "Why don't you join for an internship before trying for a real job?" I nod at his suggestion. "I can try that
Ema's pov - As I sit in my room, my heart racing with anticipation, I can't help but think about Michael. It's been a month since that fateful day in the hospital, the day I first laid eyes on him. Since then, he has become a constant presence in my thoughts, my dreams, and even my social media feeds. I grab my phone and open my favorite news app, searching for any updates about him. My fingers tremble with excitement as I scroll through the headlines, hoping to catch a glimpse of his name or picture. It may sound obsessive, but I can't help myself. Michael has become an addiction—a captivating enigma that I can't resist. And then there are his pictures on social media. I find myself scrolling through his profile, studying each photo with an intensity that borders on obsession. His physique is nothing short of extraordinary—strong, chiseled features, a mesmerizing smile that can light up a room. I can't help but drool over him, my heart skipping a beat every time I see his posts. B