Chapter 7 

“Sorry boss, I’ll take care of it right away.” 

I bowed my head in apology to Gabrielle and quickly went to the company’s main floor immediately after. 

Only to see Lucas holding a huge bouquet of roses, defiantly about to rush in, two security guards about to stop him. 

“Lucas, what the hell are you trying to do? If I remember correctly, we’ve already broken up.” 

Lucas was immediately relieved to see me walk over, he asked urgently: 

“Violet, why did you empty the house? Are you leaving me? I won’t allow it! I promise you I won’t see Vanessa anymore, I’ll keep my distance from her, will you stop messing around?” 

‘If it was in the past, seeing Lucas offering to make peace and buying me flowers, I would have been moved to tears and then immediately chose to forgive him. 

But not now. 

My single–minded concession would only be rewarded with him and Vanessa continuing to hang out together without any shame, and even for Vanessa’s sake, Lucas didn’t care about my life at all. 

I stepped forward and viciously snatched the flowers out of Lucas‘ hands and slammed them to the ground. 

“Lucas, listen carefully, I can never forgive you, and you’ll never see me again!” 

After letting out these harsh words, I turned around and tried to walk away when suddenly, Lucas used all his strength to break free from the security guard’s comfort and he violently 

hugged me from behind. 

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No way Violet, you can’t leave me, I won’t allow it.” 

Let go of me, arsehole!” 

“Not until you promise to make up with me.” 

I struggled and punched his arm, but Lucas didn’t budge. 

“She told you to let go of your fucking arm, didn’t you hear her?” 

A magnetic and authoritative voice rings out. 

I looked up to see my boss, Gabriel, striding angrily towards us. 

He forcefully broke Lucas’s wrist and freed me from Lucas’s confinement. 

Lucas looked at him warily and asked with a strained neck, ‘You’re Violet’s boss, aren’t you? This is a private matter between me and her, you’re in no position to interfere!‘ 

Gabriel hooked his lips in a smile and looked at Lucas like he was looking at rubbish. 

“Who said this has nothing to do with me, Violet is my goddess, I’ve been secretly in love with her for a long time, you harassing my goddess is no different from harassing me.” 

“Security, blow him out, I don’t want to see this clown in the company again.” 

Upon receiving the order, the security personnel immediately grabbed Lucas and dragged him out. 

I let go of Gabriel’s hand in a hurry and took a step back to bow and apologise to him. 

“I’m sorry boss, it’s my personal business that’s affecting the company. And …… thanks for helping me.” 

I hadn’t expected Gabriel to put down his work and come out personally to help me with Lucas, much less make up such a lie about liking me in order to get Lucas to die …… 

Gabriel nodded slightly, then smiled and said: 

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Since I’ve done you such a great favour, would you like to stay and work for me for a while longer?” 

I was stunned, I didn’t realise that Gabriel’s real intention was just to enable me to stay and continue working for him, but I didn’t dare to promise him for too long, all I could say was, “Yes. I’ll stay and work well until Christmas.” 

Since Gabriel helped me kick Lucas out, he hasn’t come to the office to initiate me me for a long time. 

But he sent me text messages every day apologising and asking me to give him another 

.chance. 

But I didn’t give him any response. 

And just like that, Christmas came. 

My last time at Ferrara Media, the Christmas party at the office. 

Most people stayed back straight from work, but I wanted to duck home and shower, try to 

pull a miracle together and make myself irresistible. 

I’m wearing a red wrap dress, and I feel as self–conscious as all hell. 

I never wear red; I have red hair and that’s enough. Well, it’s not really red, it’s a deep 

auburn, but you get the gist. It’s out and full, my makeup a little sexier than usual. 

The dress has a vee neck that shows a peek of cleavage and a tie around the waist, it feels 

happy and Christmassy. I wanted to wear something different, he’s never seen me in 

something like this before, so I wanted it to be wow…not sure if it actually is, but that’s the 

plan. 

I am waxed, fake tanned and moisturized to within an inch of my life, who knew it takes so much work to look hot. I really need to step up my selfcare routine when I get on the dating scene in Greenville. 

I smile to myself, the dating scene in Greenville. 

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the first time I’ve let myself consider the possibilities of dating in my new life. 

Apart from the leaving Lucas part, I’m really beginning to get excited. I’ve been saving for years, and with the cost of the house being cheaper than I thought, I have enough money to buy myself now furniture and do 

and do up the house exactly how I want it 

Leven booked myself a trip to Hawaii, all by myself 

Who even am 

Right, I collect my coat and bag, let’s do this. 

Jingle Bell Rock” by Bobby Helms rings out as the band on stage does their thing. 

The ground floor of Ferrara Media has been transformed into a magical wonderland. The Christmas decorations are over the top and waiters are walking around with silver trays of eggnog and champagne. 

People are wearing bright dresses and Christmas outfits; laughter rings out as people chatter and the mood is jovial and jolly. I’m glad I wore my red dress now; I feel better knowing that everyone else is dressed up too. 

It was the last day of work today, and everyone is pumped for the holidays and celebrating together. 

I giggle as I scan the room, and then I stop still as my eyes meet Gabriel’s. 

He’s wearing a dark gray suit, white shirt, Santa hat and my heart on the bottom of his shoe. He gives me a slow, sexy smile and raises his glass. 

I smile and raise my glass right back. 

He goes back to talking to the people he’s standing with, and I watch him, waiting for him to glance back over at me. 

ite doesn’t. 

He 

heart free–falls from my chest at his totally unaffected demeanor, it’s not going to 

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happen…is it? 

Tdon’t know who I was kidding. 

“Tell us about your new house.” Geoffrey smiles excitedly. “I can’t believe you’re actually doing this.” “Me neither,” chimes in Paul. 

I smile, grateful to the people who actually do give a crap about what I’m doing. 

I drain my glass. I just need to enjoy the night. 

It’s 11:30 p.m. and Gabriel left hours ago, he didn’t even say goodbye. 

it’s 

Wow. 

More than wow, fucking wow. 

What a prick! 

I’m going to get going, my eyes linger on the elevator and I just…I want to see my office one fast time. I don’t know why, but I do. I take the elevator to the top floor and make my way to my desk. 

I look out over the view, it’s so different at night up here, the lights of New York light up the entire skyline. 

Unlike the busy and bustling daytime. 

It’s peaceful. 

Serene. 

I sit at my desk and look around. 

So, this is what closure feels like. The end of one era and the beginning of another. I swivel on my chair, feeling proud of myself. 

Idid it, I made a plan and stuck to it. Did exactly what I needed to do. 

I’m moving on. 

sit for a long time as I process everything that has happened over the last seven years, the dressing calendar sessions, the fights and tantrums. The sarcastic snark. The laughter, the 

crush. 

Oh… the crush. I crushed hard, but in my defense, I am only human. 

I walk to his office and open the door; it’s darkened, lit only by a lamp and his bathroom light. I look over his desk and smile sadly. It’s hard to believe I’ll never see him sitting here again. I run my hand over his desk, the back of his chair, over the keyboard that houses his fingers all day. 

His presence is so strong in here, I can almost feel him. 

“Couldn’t even say goodbye,” I mutter to myself as I cross my arms and look out over the 

view. 

“Goodbye,” a deep voice says. 

Ispin to see Gabriel sitting in the darkened corner of the room. 

He has an amber drink in his hand, his elbows resting on his thighs as he watches me. 

“Gabriel,” I gasp, “I…didn’t see you.” 

He stands and puts his drink down; his eyes are dark and dangerous and he walks over to 

me and stands so that his face is an inch away from mine. 

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