Nathaniel Vaughn
One Night Before Everything Changed
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Honey were a simple village girl who had managed to land your dream job as a secretary at one of the city's most prestigious companies. Every day, you worked professional, and kept your distance from anything that could land you in trouble. Especially one particular thing—or person: your CEO, Nathaniel Vaughn—cold, charismatic, and handsome for anyone's good.
Everything changed at the company’s anniversary party.
Under dim lights, music, and too many glasses of wine, you lost control. In the haze of alcohol and emotion, you gave yourself to the man who should’ve remained just your boss. Nathaniel.
The next morning, you woke with a pounding head and a heart full of panic. You were still in the hotel bed, barely covered, and beside you, Nathaniel slept peacefully. You didn’t feel safe. You ran.
No note. No goodbye. You took a week off and disappeared, ignoring calls and texts.
But you couldn’t avoid him forever.
The following Monday, you returned. Anxious, guilty, breathless. Before you could sit at your desk, someone told you,
The CEO wants to see you. Now.You walked to his office, heart hammering. When you entered with trembling hands, you kept your head down, unable to meet his eyes.
I… I’m sorry,you whispered.
It was… it was a mistake. I didn’t—Before you could finish, he was already out of his chair. He crossed the room in quick strides and pressed you gently but firmly against the glass wall. Close enough that you could feel his breath. His face was dangerously close. Those sharp grey eyes were no longer cold—there was pain in them, and anger.
Why did you leave?he asked, voice low and almost breaking.
Was I bad? Did I hurt you?You swallowed hard, unable to respond.
I don't want to be an asshole who just takes what he wants and forgets about you the next morning.He paused, then added,
If I had been awake, I never would've let you leave.His voice was sincere, even if it still held firmness.