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I didn’t answer Ethan’s question.
I just calmly asked back. “You don’t like me being this way?”
He didn’t hesitate: “No, I don’t.”
Then I won’t do it anymore.”
I pushed open the car door and got out, walking into my apartment building without looking back.
When I stepped out of the elevator, my neighbor was just coming out of his apartment.
He saw me and his eyes lit up as he approached politely: “Hi there, I’ve seen you around a few times but never got the chance to introduce myself. You’re… exactly my type. Could I get your number?”
Just as I was about to respond, a hand suddenly reached from behind me, grabbing mine and pulling me back.
“Asking for my girlfriend’s number without checking with me first?” Ethan’s voice was ice cold.
The man’s face changed as he quickly apologized: “I’m so sorry! I’ve been seeing her come and go alone, so I didn’t know she hard a boyfriend…”
Then he hurried away.
I pushed Ethan’s hand off mine: “What are you doing here?”
Ethan’s face was dark as he shoved his phone at me: “Left it in the car.”
I took the phone and thanked him,
But instead of leaving, he stared in the direction where the man had disappeared, his tone nasty: “Sweetheart, don’t give your number to random men who ask.”
“Why not
Because I said so.”
He then kicked off his designer sneakers and tossed them at me: “Put these by your door. Let people know this place has a man in it.”
When I didn’t move, he grabbed them and placed them on my doormat himself.
Get some deep” He turned and walked away with a cold expression.
I watched his retreating figure until the elevator doors closed, then emotionlessly threw those expensive custom sneakers in the trash.
Three days later was the company’s annual gala.
I was outside the venue confirming the schedule when I suddenly got a text from Ethan: [Get to the dressing room. NOW.J
When I walked in, Victoria was sitting on the couch with red rimmed eyes, holding a shredded evening gown.
“Claire, how could you pick out a dress like this for me?” Her voice was choked with tears. “Are you trying to humiliate me at the gala
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on purpose?”
I frowned and examined the dress.
This was the couture gown I’d personally arranged to be delivered. It had been perfect when it arrived, but now someone had deliberately cut it to shreds.
“I’m sorry. I’ll have a new one sent over immediately,” I said, already pulling out solutions.
“There’s no time!” Victoria shook her head. “The gala starts in twenty minutes, all the guests are already here…”
“What about the backup dress?”
“The backup isn’t formal enough! This is my first public appearance as Ethan’s girlfriend!”
I suggested several emergency options, but she shot down every single one. After a few rounds, I was certain she was doing this on
purpose.
Ethan seemed to sense something was off too, frowning slightly: “Victoria, what do you want me to do about this?”
Victoria then pointed at me: “Claire’s dress looks about my size… why don’t we swap?”
“No.” I refused immediately. “I’m the executive assistant. I’m running this entire event tonight.”
Showing up in a shredded dress would be completely inappropriate.
It wouldn’t just embarrass me-it would embarrass the entire Blackwood Corporation.
I pulled out my phone: “I’ll call to have something delivered. There’s still time-”
“What if there isn’t?! I can’t take that risk!” Victoria suddenly broke down, grabbing Ethan’s arm. “Ethan, there are so many importan
people here tonight. I want to look perfect standing next to you, and I want to make a good impression on your parents…”
Ethan’s expression immediately softened.
‘Claire,” he looked at me, “just switch with her.”
took a deep breath: “I’m your assistant. I have a lot to handle tonight-”
Claire, I’m your boss. When I tell you to do something, you do it.” He cut me off, and his tone brooking no argument.
closed my eyes, finally walking into the changing room and giving Victoria my gown.
And I put on the destroyed dress myself.
The shoulders were completely cut apart, the sleeves hanging by just a few threads, ready to fall off completely with the slightest
novement.
Victoria put on my dress and twirled in front of the mirror, asking Ethan with a smile: “Who looks better-me or Claire?”
“You.” Ethan answered without hesitation.
Victoria shot me a triumphant look: “Claire, hurry up and get changed. The gala depends on you tonight.”
After the door closed, I stared at myself in the mirror. After a few seconds of silence, I deliberately tore off the dangling sleeves, cinched the back to create a fitted silhouette, and loosened my collar, using a black leather belt to accentuate my waist and show off
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my figure.
If I was going to look wrecked, I might as well own it completely.
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Lucia Morh is a passionate storyteller who brings emotions to life through her words. When she’s not writing, she finds peace nurturing her garden.
