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.

1

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."