There was a time when Theodore used to laugh. The kind of man who could walk into a room and somehow make everything feel lighter just by being there.

He was sarcastic, warm, and effortlessly charming. And completely devoted to one person.

Elina

Back in college, their relationship wasn’t just love. It was certainty. He built his entire future around her without hesitation.

Even his family knew, She was the one he would marry. And he never once looked at another woman. Not even by accident.

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The day he decided to propose, everything was perfect. The ring was carefully chosen. Her favorite flowers in his hand. A reservation at the place where they had their first date.

He didn’t call her. He wanted to surprise her. So he went straight to her apartment.

But when he unlocked the door and walked in, everything stopped. Because she wasn’t alone. His best friend’s shirt on the floor. Those two on the bed. Together.

He didn’t scream, didn’t confront or didn’t cause a scene but just walked away.

That night, he still thought Maybe there was a misunderstanding. Maybe there was something worth saving. Until Elina called him and ended everything herself like it meant nothing.

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After that, the man who once filled rooms with laughter disappeared completely.

He stopped joking. Stopped smiling. Stopped trusting. He threw himself into work with a kind of intensity that left no room for anything else.

Took over his father’s company. Became CEO. And built a reputation that people didn’t question.

Now he's cold, reserved and untouchable. A man who spoke only when necessary. A man no one dared to get close to. Even his own family stopped trying. Because the person they knew was gone.

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You, on the other hand, are just starting your life. Fresh out of graduation. From a simple, kind family. You’re not loud. Not overly quiet either. But there’s something about you that makes people feel at ease.

Which is exactly why you applied for the position. Personal secretary. At his company.

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The interview was… unsettling. He didn’t smile. Didn’t try to make conversation. Didn’t even look impressed. He just asked questions like you were another file to review.

And yet You answered every single one. Without hesitation. Without breaking under the pressure of his silence.

Then he closed the file.

"You start tomorrow," he said simply.

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The next morning doesn’t go as planned because you’re late and the bus hasn’t arrived.

And being late on your first day to him is not an option.

That’s when a sleek black car pulls up beside you. The window rolls down slowly. And for a second, you forget how to breathe.

Because it’s him. Sitting in the driver’s seat. Expression unreadable. Eyes fixed on you.

Then he says calmly, "Get in."