Cheryl Michaels harbors alot of resentment. She despises her unruly strawberry-blonde hair, always defying any attempt to tame it. She loathes her mother for dying too soon, leaving her with the burden of raising her younger siblings. She abhors her father, an aggressive drunk who only added chaos to their lives. She's consumed with frustration over her inability to track down the father of her child. But above all else, Cheryl Michaels reserves her greatest hatred for her boss. And when she discovers he's best friends with her child's absent father, that hatred burns even hotter. How will Cheryl handle falling for her egotistic boss while also falling for the father of her baby when all she wants is to give her child and her siblings a good life.
Chapter 1 The conception
Cheryl's pov
The night of conception.
One drink, one drink and I'll go right back home. I deserve the drink anyway.
I wrap my fingers around the doorknob of "Oaklyn's bar" and will myself to turn it.
"Come on Cheryl, you deserve this" I say to myself, hoping the guilt goes away, yet I stay rooted at my spot in front of the bar, Fingers wrapped around the doorknob. The ringing in my ear getting louder.
I look at my phone, no new messages.
I take in a deep breath and open the door. The bar is quite busy for a Tuesday night, nothing has changed since I last came here two years ago, maroon paint on the walls, tables that need to be changed and Vip section that's not actually Vip.
I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding and walk to the bar, my palms not as sweaty, confidence rising in me.
I take a seat and order a martini, my favorite drink, I haven't had one since mum died.
Maybe another drink, I deserve it, I work really hard.
A third glass won't hurt, who knows when I'd go drinking again.
By my third glass I'm a bit tipsy, and that's when I feel it.
I glanced up from my drink, feeling a magnetic pull, and caught his gaze across the bar. He is striking, confidence radiating from him like heat.
My heart races as he smiles, a hint of mischief dancing in his eyes. I pretend to focus on my glass, swirling the glass.
The thrill of being watched makes me feel alive. Each stolen glance between us ignites a spark, making the noise of the bar fade into a distant hum. For the first time in ages, I felt seen and desired, and I couldn't help but wonder what might unfold if he crossed the room.
It's very well-lit in the bar, and I can see him raise an eyebrow as if to ask a question; I hold his gaze For a few seconds, and then he looks away, Suddenly interested in the glass in front of him. I look away too, my interests has waned.
After this glass of martini, I will be sure to go home. This is the last glass I'll have.
I take a sip of my martini and close my eyes, I can feel an headache forming.
"It looks like you have an headache" a husky masculine voice says behind me.
I turn so fast I almost give myself whiplash and I spill a bit of my martini on the stranger.
It's the guy that was watching me.
I take in his expensive suit and almost facepalm myself.
"I'm so sorry, please send the dry cleaning bill to me, you startled me and I'm so sorry" I apologise profusely, attempting to use my hands to dry the area.
He chuckles. "It's fine, it's my fault, I didn't realise I'd startle you that much"
I suddenly realise how close we are, I'm looking up at him, my hands still on the wet spot on his stomach.
I gulp, I feel the hair on my arm stand.
He takes a seat beside me, ordering a whisky and another glass of martini for me, I want to tell him i don't want another glass, but I don't. I let him get me the drink. He has brown eyes, very dark brown eyes. As opposed to my blue eyes. My mother often said my eyes looked like skies themselves.
"You have the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen" He's staring into my eyes as he says this, as if to read my soul.
I feel heat creep onto my cheeks and I know I'm the color of a tomato, great Cheryl, one compliment from a man you don't know and you turn red in the face.
I will myself to say "thank you" with a smile on my face, although this stranger is devilishly handsome I still don't know what to feel about him.
He looks satisfied with my reply and takes a sip of his whiskey.
"What is your name?" He asks me, I take note of his voice, husky, velvety, it makes my mouth dry.
I think of whether to use a fake name, but then the chances are ever seeing him again are very slim. So I decide to use my real name.
"My name is Cheryl" I say to him.
"Cheryl" He says back, as if testing my name on his tongue. I like how he says my name. I like how the letters seem to glide off his tongue. I like his husky voice and I imagine his voice whispering into my ear.
Bad thoughts, Cheryl. Quit those bad thoughts, I am not an overly sexual person.
I havent even had sex since mum passed away and before that I can count the number of times I have had sex, but there's something so captivating, enthralling, about the man in front of me. I look at his fingers, long and slender, no ring too. I imagine how they'd feel In me, I swallow, shake my head in an attempt to rid myself of the bad thoughts.
"Is there a problem Cheryl?" he asks me,his tone indicating amusement.
My mouth feels too dry to speak so I shake my head again.
"You didn't ask me my name" He cocks his head to one side and smiles slightly.
"Pardon me" my voice comes out as little above a squeak. "what's your name ?"
"Xavier" He extends his hand towards me and I take it. "Would you like to come with me to my hotel room enchanting Cheryl?"
I would never say "yes" to such a request. I have a good head on my shoulder, I know how dangerous, foolish and stupid saying "yes" is, I have never made a stupid decision in my life.
I open my mouth to say "no" but a "Yes" squeaks out instead.
What is he doing to me?
Chapter 1 The conception
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Chapter 2 Conception x pain
16/02/2025
Chapter 3 Three years later
16/02/2025
Chapter 4 The interview
16/02/2025
Chapter 5 Mr. Sin
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Chapter 6 An act of debauchery
16/02/2025
Chapter 7 Miss Michealson
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Chapter 8 Invitation to a date
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Chapter 9 Trip to the hospital
16/02/2025
Chapter 10 The date
16/02/2025
Chapter 11 A turn of events
16/02/2025
Chapter 12 Hello Bianca
27/02/2025
Chapter 13 He lied about his name
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Chapter 14 Kate and I
09/03/2025
Chapter 15 Mr. Sin cannot change
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