With My Boss, No Love, Just Intimacy–Until His White Moonlight Returned
For five years, I was Alex Thorne’s personal assistant.
We never spoke of love, yet we did everything intimate, until the woman who truly held
his heart came back.
He fired me.
I had seen this coming. No tears, no drama. I just packed my bags.
The very next day, he was in tears, regretting it.
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Half an hour ago, the news from HR hit me like a sledgehammer to the chest I was fired.
My colleague gently patted my shoulder, her eyes full of pity. “We all tried, Chloe, but the
decision was final.”
The announcement didn’t shock me. Instead, a strange calm settled over me, as if I’d
been expecting it.
Rumors had been quietly circulating in the company all last week: CEO Alex Thome was engaged. His fiancée was Celeste Hayes, heiress to the Hayes empire, his ex–girlfriend, and the woman he’d always truly loved.
Since his dream had finally come true, it was only natural that the “extra baggage” in his
life would be cleared out.
Even though Alex and I had never openly defined our relationship, who in the company didn’t know we had a complicated, unspoken arrangement?
With that connection, no one dared to touch me.
No one, unless it was Alex himself.
I got the notice that morning and completed all my handovers by the afternoon.
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My replacement looked utterly miserable, complaining non–stop, “Chloe, what will the assistant’s office do without you?”
Alex’s temper was legendary – erratic and explosive.
A coffee not at the perfect temperature could send him into a rage.
The assistant’s office, being closest to him, often became his punching bag.
But five years ago, when I arrived, everything changed.
Making his coffee, ordering his meals, submitting his reports, even smoothing over
mistakes from other departments–I handled it all, calming him down.
My colleagues often said those five years were the easiest they’d ever worked under
Alex.
I smiled, showing them again. “Get the water temperature right, and Alex won’t cause a
fuss.
“I hear there’s someone in this company who understands Alex better than anyone, his ‘special exception, is that you?” A voice came from behind me.
I turned. Celeste Hayes stood there, taking off her sunglasses, her gaze sharp.
My colleague, holding her coffee, lowered her head and hurried away.
I offered a polite smile. “Ms. Hayes, you flatter me. If I were a ‘special exception,’ I
wouldn’t be standing here today.”
“In this company, aren’t only those who lack competence fired?”
Her words seemed to ignite something in Celeste.
She suddenly grabbed the hot water kettle from the desk and splashed it towards me.
A mocking smirk played on her lips. “You’ve got a sharp tongue, but let’s see if you can handle the heat!”
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The hot water splattered on me, my skin instantly turning red.
Luckily, Alex always drank his coffee at a lukewarm temperature; otherwise, the consequences would have been unthinkable.
Just then, Alex appeared.
He walked towards Celeste with a smile, gently brushing a stray strand of hair from her
forehead.
Celeste linked her arm through his, stating bluntly, “I had a bit of a disagreement with an employee and couldn’t help but splash some hot water on her.”
Alex finally looked at me, his eyes cold, as if I were a complete stranger.
“If you splashed her, you splashed her. I’ll have someone compensate her. No need to delay our date for someone so insignificant.”
“I booked that amazing Italian place you love. We can head there now.”
They walked past me, embracing, Celeste’s gaze full of triumphant mockery.
Whether it was the sting of the hot water or a dull ache deep in my chest, my heart felt like it was being sliced open.
But that kind of pain… I never wanted to feel it again.
