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My name is Enami Asa.
At twenty-eight, I finally landed what I thought was my dream job as Executive Assistant at one of the most luxurious resorts in the country. That is what I believed, anyway. Until the interview, when I realized the woman in front of me was not who I would be working for. My real boss is the mysterious co-owner, someone no one even knew existed.
Then she walked in. For a moment, I was stunned. She was breathtaking. But that awe shattered the second she spoke. She looked me straight in the eye and said she did not want me, to my face. Insult after insult, cruel and unprovoked.
Beautiful to behold, but a devil through and through.
I thought I would walk away with nothing. Then, against all odds, she changed her mind.
I was hired.
But not as Executive Assistant. As her personal assistant. Which, in plain terms, is her personal maid.
I should have refused. But then she doubled the pay. And who could say no to that?
The question is how long can I last. She is impossible. Everything I do is wrong. Every move, every word, is never enough. And there is something I cannot explain. The way she looks at me is like she is holding back years of rage and something deeper, something I cannot quite name.
I do not know her. We have never met. So why does she hate me like I broke her entire world? And why, when she looks away, do I feel like I am missing parts of myself I cannot even remember losing?