Rewriting My Heart's Fate

In just one night, Ethan had become a big-time CEO. How he spent his money was entirely his choice. As for me, having contributed to his success, I felt the presidential suite was rightfully mine. But it felt a little strange staying next to him. What if I accidentally ran into something awkward at night?

I blushed. My mind was racing with all sorts of thoughts, but I kept them to myself. I was afraid he might misunderstand and think I had ulterior motives. I couldn't risk losing my job.

The elevator dinged as we reached the top floor, and I quickly followed him out.

Ahead of us stretched a long hallway covered with plush carpet, flanked by lavish presidential suites on both sides.

Ethan confidently walked to the end of the corridor, swiped his card, and opened the door on the left.

"Evelyn, this is your room. Mine's next door. If you need anything, don't hesitate to reach out."

I accepted the room key nervously and thanked him. Then, I took a deep breath and gathered the courage before stepping inside.

clicked shut behind me, I felt my legs give out, and I nearly fell to the floor. Was this a dream? I

could only mean one thing. Ethan truly valued

on the door snapped me out of my thoughts. I quickly got up and opened the door to find Ethan standing outside with a serious expression. "Evelyn, get ready. We're heading to the branch office now," he said. "The

Ethan's efficiency was

took a

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my bag, and rushed out of

waiting for me. Hearing the door open, he slowly opened his eyes and

an instant, his pupils

felt my nerves kick in. Had I done something

down the edges of my clothes and casually ran a hand

me. His lips were pressed into