Sunlight shone through the half-opened curtains, reflecting on the soft carpet of the beautiful bedroom. Anna stretched her body on the bed with her eyes still closed, and the unfamiliar comfort of the large bed sank into her bones. Last night felt like a dream but the soft sheets and light jasmine smell told her it was real.She opened her eyes and slowly sat up, looking around the room for a better view. She never thought she'd spend the night at a billionaire's house, let alone in a room that looked and felt like a royal apartment.As Anna got up, she immediately thought back to last night when she had felt that her secret was out but it was not MB in the room, it was the vacuum machine that had fallen to the floor, one of the maids must have left it behind.She got up and went into the bathroom, she didn’t come with a brush so she just had to rinse her mouth with water and wash her face as well, then she walked to the exit, hovering her hand over the shiny brass knob as she left.

The elevator doors sighed open, revealing a gleaming expanse of glass and chrome that mirrored the steely resolve in Jennifer's eyes. Grumbling under her breath about having to wear formal clothes, she smoothed down the neat blue blouse that felt more like a costume than professional attire. Today was her first day as the sales executive in her father's tech company, a position she'd begrudgingly accepted.The elevator soon reached her floor and she didn’t even wait for it to open fully before she squeezed her tiny self out, but as she stepped out, files clutched under her arm, she bumped right into someone in the hallway and the files went flying off her arms.It was Marshall, the infuriating son of her father's best friend, who he had appointed as product manager – the third highest position in the company. A position, she felt, rightfully belonged to her, not just for her qualifications, but for her birthright. But her father, old-fashioned and subtly biased towards women holding t

Mr. Blackwood, ever the gentleman, followed a few steps behind Anna, his eyes taking in the way her brown hair cascaded down her back like a chocolate waterfall, catching the light with subtle auburn highlights.They had come to one of the biggest Boutiques in the city. Mr. Blackwood wanted to get her new clothes as her old ones had been burned in the fire. For the past week, she had been wearing his shirts to stay at home and even though she looked beautiful in anything, he wanted to watch her in her feminine energy; he would rather see her in a sexy gown than a baggy top and jeans.They had already made two picks, but Mr. Blackwood was not impressed. As they walked through the cloth racks, suddenly, her steps faltered. She stood before a rack of shimmering gowns, a deep emerald green catching her eye, it was just the same color as her pretty eyes.The gown flowed like liquid silk, stepping closer with excitement in her eyes, her fingers traced the delicate design embedded on it, a l

Sunlight came in through the windows, exposing the dust motes dancing in the air. In his clean Grey suit, Mr. Blackwood stood in the living room looking ready for office. Anna, wearing a loose sundress, fiddled with the last button on his sleeve. For a moment, she didn't smile but pouted instead."Do you have to go already?" She whined, and her voice was both silly and full of longing. "I am going to be so lonely here without you.”Mr. Blackwood chuckled, turning to face her, his eyes warm. He captured her hand in his, his thumb gently stroking her knuckles. "Just a small problem at the office, sweetheart. I promise, I'll be back before you even know it."He leaned in, and their lips met in a sweet, lingering kiss. Anna couldn't help but smile as they pulled away, out of breath and a little sad, she knew it would be selfish asking him to stay behind.She teased him while fixing his tie, "Okay, Mr. CEO. Go save the day from whatever financial monster is lurking about." She smiled.He l

The busy city air was very different from the quiet comfort of Mr. Blackwood's home, where Annabel had been spending the last few weeks. She missed the familiar buzz of the publishing house, and the clatter of keyboards. Although he didn’t approve of it, Anna decided to show up at the office today. She was the CEO and didn’t necessarily need to show up but she still had friends there, Alia and co; her new position would not rob her of that.Annabel had come out with one of Maxwell’s cars, it was his least expensive car and she had also not mentioned it to him. Of course the servants had no problem with her taking it, but Anna knew they must have informed him. Too bad she had turned off her phone, so he wouldn’t be able to reach her on time, she would be at the office before he could do anything about it.As she arrived in front of the publishing house, Anna pulled the car over by the roadside. She came down and walked to the back door with her back to the main road, she opened the bac