The first Night With my Boss

The unexpected Twist

The following weeks were a blur of long hours and intense work, as I threw myself into my duties with a renewed sense of purpose. Michael and I maintained a strictly professional relationship, our interactions carefully guarded and devoid of the intimacy we had once shared.

But as time passed, I couldn't shake the nagging feeling that something was off. Michael seemed distracted, his usually sharp focus waning, and I couldn't help but wonder if the weight of our decision was taking a toll on him.

One evening, as I was preparing to leave the office, Michael called me into his office once again. This time, his expression was grave, and I felt a sense of dread wash over me.

"Lucia, I need to tell you something," he said, his voice low and serious. "I've been keeping a secret from you, and I can no longer keep it hidden."

I felt my heart skip a beat as he paused, his eyes searching mine with a mixture of fear and resignation.

"I'm not the CEO of this company," he said, his words sending a shockwave through me. "I'm actually the son of the founder, and I've been masquerading as the CEO for the past five years."

I stared at him, my mind reeling with the implications of his revelation. If what he was saying was true, then everything we had built, everything we had worked for, was a lie.

"But why?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. "Why would you do this?"

Michael's eyes filled with a deep sadness, and I could see the weight of his deception etched into every line of his face.

"I never meant for it to go this far," he said, his voice trembling. "I was supposed to be the heir to the company, but my father never trusted me to lead it. So I took matters into my own hands, and I've been living a lie ever since."

I felt a wave of betrayal wash over me, and I couldn't help but wonder how many other secrets he had been keeping. Had our entire relationship been built on a foundation of lies?