He was nice, was that love at first sight?

Lin Jing puffed out as she removed her red boxing gloves with the help of a friend. She smiled at her friend and took the towel she was given.

"The boss left a message for you," her friends informed her. "He wants you to eat your breakfast in his office."

"Thank you," she appreciated the information but that was not in any way sincere. "I will clean up before going to him."

"Are you okay? You look pale."

Her heart raced and she tried to cover up that fear that has engraved itself in her bones with her beautiful signature smile that showed the slight dimple on her left cheek.

"Yes, I am okay," she moaned softly with a slow tired nod. "I guess I very much in need of that breakfast."

She was not sure if it was hatred, she felt towards this so-called friend of hers who was the boss' spy on her side but she appreciated the lady's concern although she was not sure if any of it was sincere.

Was it time? Was it time to pay her debts? She sighed before escaping to the bathroom. He has never spoken to her since that painful night she will never forget five years ago.

She sighed as she realized that it has been five years already since her life no longer belonged to her.

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Lin Jing frowned when she saw the file of the man she was supposed to help. He was a man known for his cold attitude to women.

She has not heard anything about physical abuse because he won't get close enough to a woman to do so but what man could make a beautiful woman like her feel greatly unappreciated?

That was Lu Tian. She sighed and looked at the door before glancing down at her wristwatch. Just a couple of seconds before he arrives. He was known to be a man who would never be a minute late to an appointment.

Her heart raced because she was not sure she would be able to handle such a prideful man who believed no woman was worthy of standing by his side.

She scoffed because she was yet to see any man who would not fall for her beauty.

Every woman is beautiful in her own very unique way and a woman would always find someone who will appreciate that beauty at one point in her life.

But Lin Jing was different. She was aware of how beautiful she was and what power she could have even without saying a word.

As you might know, beauty doesn't always bring benefits as some men could get too captivated by her beauty enough to forget what is wrong or right.

She never had to raise her hand before other men around would immediately save the damsel in distress and she has never refused their help.

You could imagine how much her beauty has played a major role in her life because she knew how to use it well, in fact, I will let you out on a little secret.

She has trained on how to use her beauty to her advantage.

Her experience would be put to test by Mr. Lu. This was a special favor she was granting someone.

She would never bother on a normal day. She has never really needed to do so too.

She heard a soft knock on the door and she stood up and went to the door.

She invited him in with his secretary. Who comes for a therapy session with his secretary?

"Welcome, Mr. Lu," she immediately told him when she saw the cold look on his face. There was hardly anyone woman who would accept such a look.

"Where is Mr. Shen?" he asked her coldly with no obvious intention to go into her office, not her friend's office.

"Mr. Shen traveled and asked me to help him," she replied him wearing a mandatory smile.

"You do not need to help," he told her coldly as he turned to leave the place.

If she could not persuade him to stay then she would not have a word of praise to say about her career of over three years one that she was lucky enough to start earlier than many others.

She rushed out of the office and blocked his part making sure to stand as far as she could from him because she might not have heard of a case of physical abuse but that does not mean it has not happened with all she has heard.

Was she scared? Of course. Who would not be?

She adjusted the rim of her glasses with a determination as she shook slightly when he began approaching her as though she was not even on his path.

"Please, do not leave," she begged him. "My friend, Shen told me about your current state and I am to take care of you for a couple of sessions. You should not miss this," she told him firmly.

"I should punish your friend for telling someone else about the state of his patient," he replied getting angry.

"I am not just his friend but his subordinate. I only do my job. I am taking care of my boss's patient while he is away," she replied to him pleadingly.

"What is your boss doing?" he asked her while his secretary was trying to make a phone call.

"He lost his father in an accident and his mother is currently unconscious. It happened yesterday and he was forced to leave after talking to you.

"He prioritizes your case and he did not want to leave without making sure that you are well taken care of," she tried to persuade him.

When she saw him sigh, she concluded that he was not as bad as they said he was. He would have no choice but to stay, right?

This could mean a huge leap in her career. Her friend could not trust the two other male therapists in his center and he believed the two other female therapists won't be able to handle his case.

The man looked at her for a while and that made her very self-conscious but she did not break her gaze. "Please, he will be bothered if I don't report to him that you did not miss your session for today."

"I am been working it out myself and I will be fine. Missing one day's therapy will not make my hands useless," he told her firmly.

She did not need to say a word as she was aware of the close friendship

between this man and her boss. They have known themselves for more than two decades, they attended the same kindergarten.

Hearing the bad news about his dear friend must have been painful enough. She was smiling internally but she maintained a professional expression of seriousness.

"Tell him I will train on my own or you could call some other therapist," came the least response she expected.

"If people could do it on their own, therapists like Mr. Shen and I won't be here today," she told him seriously showing her displeasure.

The secretary behind could only pray that the daring woman's luck would not run out. She was doing well right now but no one would know what could happen next.

The man turned and walked into her friend's office. She sighed and wanted so dearly to do a victory dance but she could only follow them into the office.

She was very professional and only touched his hand a few times when very necessary which was often considered her job.