Roseanne Esther sheltered a foreigner, taking pity on him, unaware of the fact that he was going to overthrow her current government and wage a war against her country. When Roseanne is stuck in the war, accepting her death, she is saved by the destructor himself. What will Roseanne do when her country's enemy falls in love with her and will become the next ruler, and she has no choice but to accept her situation? A pair of arms caught me from behind, pushing me against the wall, knocking the breath out of me. My eyes widened in fear, my breath rugged from all the running and terror inside me. And the more he leaned closer, the more my heart shrank inside me. "Caught you, Miss Esther. That was quite a run you displayed." His breath fanned my ear, making me shiver. He was too close for my liking.

"Did you not know your boss was selling his company and assets to me— Pheonix Atticus? Were you his secretary at all?" He asked me and I grounded my jaw. How I wished to dump this coffee on his expensive suit. But Lord forbids, I can't even pay him the amount back. "I was on a three days leave. And I was his personal secretary in office. Not in his private and personal life. I can't know of shits he wouldn't tell me!" I said glaring at him and the similar smile played on his lips. I was in trouble. I fucking knew it. "Sir." He corrected me and I furrowed my brows. "Huh?" "One, since you're under my employment and I am your employer. You will address me by a proper title. You'll start addressing me with Sir, okay? And two, I am your boss. You will talk to me with respect and without any of those fowl words. Or if you can't, you can simply resign. The choice is always yours, Miss Wilson."