LOGIN“What?”
The word left Daniella’s lips slowly, almost like she wasn’t sure she had heard him correctly. Her brows pulled together in confusion as she stared at him, searching his face for any sign that this was some kind of joke. But Christian wasn’t smiling. He wasn’t even slightly amused. His expression remained calm, steady, and completely serious.“You heard me,” he said, his voice even, controlled. “You’re not staying here as a maid anymore.”Daniella blinked, still trying to“What?”The word left Daniella’s lips slowly, almost like she wasn’t sure she had heard him correctly. Her brows pulled together in confusion as she stared at him, searching his face for any sign that this was some kind of joke. But Christian wasn’t smiling. He wasn’t even slightly amused. His expression remained calm, steady, and completely serious.“You heard me,” he said, his voice even, controlled. “You’re not staying here as a maid anymore.”Daniella blinked, still trying to process it. “Then… what exactly are you saying?”Christian moved away from the window, walking past her slowly before turning back, his hands sliding into his pockets in that effortless way he carried himself. There was something different about him tonight. Something quieter, but heavier.“I’ve been watching you,” he said.That alone made her chest tighten slightly.“Watching me?” she repeated carefully.He nodded once. “The way you handled tonight. The way you think. The wa
“What the hell are you doing here?”Christian’s voice cut through the room like a blade, sharp and filled with restrained fury. The moment his eyes landed on Angela sprawled across his bed, something inside him snapped not loudly, not dramatically, but in that quiet, dangerous way that made him far more terrifying.Angella didn’t flinch, a beautiful smile sat widely across her face as her hands rubbed her pussy softly, her eyes staring at Christian’s hot body, the weight of his huge cock pulled his shorts slightly; she could see the shape and also imagine the size. “I missed you,” she said softly, her voice dripping with false sweetness as she shifted slightly on the bed, completely unbothered by the tension thickening the air.Christian’s jaw tightened.The last trace of warmth from the shower vanished from his expression, replaced by something cold, something controlled but barely.“Get out.” His voice was thick and extremely deadly. Angela let out a
Christian barely glanced at David as he walked into the room, his attention still lingering somewhere far away.“Sir, here are the records on the findings you asked for,” David said respectfully, placing a brown file neatly on the table.Christian nodded once. “Leave it.”David hesitated for half a second, as if he wanted to say something, but thought better of it. “Yes, sir.” He turned and walked out, shutting the door quietly behind him.The room fell into silence.Christian stood still for a moment, then slowly walked toward the table. His fingers hovered over the file before finally picking it up. There was something oddly unsettling about this moment, something his instincts were warning him about but he couldn’t quite place it.He flipped it open, his eyes landed on some documents, background details and even pictures. His eyes scanned through them quickly at first, then slower… more carefully.He saw Daniella’s childhood pictures, her school r
Christian’s eyes darkened the moment he spotted the familiar figure walking into the restaurant. His grip tightened slightly on the fork in his hand, and for the first time since they sat down, his calm composure slipped just a little.“Oh no… why’s he here?” he muttered under his breath.Daniella noticed the change immediately. She followed his line of sight and spotted a tall, well-built man dressed in a charcoal suit, his presence loud even without him saying a word. There was confidence in his stride, the kind that came from money and influence, but his face carried something else, mischief.“Who’s that?” Daniella asked quietly.Christian exhaled slowly, already preparing himself. “A problem.”That was all he said, but it was enough.Before Daniella could ask another question, the man’s eyes landed on them and then a wide grin spread across his face.“Well, well… if it isn’t Christian Harper.”Christian leaned back slightly, his expression instantly returning to its usual unreadab
Daniella’s voice came out sharp with confusion. “What do you mean we’re going out?”Christian had already turned halfway toward the stairs when he paused briefly, glancing back at her with a look that clearly said he didn’t have the patience to explain himself twice.“Exactly what I said,” he replied. “Go upstairs, change, and come down in ten minutes.”Daniella frowned deeply. “Change into what? You didn’t even tell me where we’re going.”Christian exhaled slowly, clearly irritated. “Stop asking questions and just do what I said.”She stared at him for a second, completely unimpressed. “You’re so bossy.”“And you talk too much,” he shot back immediately.Daniella rolled her eyes dramatically before turning and heading upstairs. “Whatever,” she muttered under her breath as she disappeared into her room.Ten minutes later, she came back downstairs dressed in her usual oversized trousers and a loose polo shirt, her hair tied back carelessly like she had
The ride back home was quiet, it wasn’t because they had nothing to say but the day's activity kept replying on their head. Daniella as usual placed her head outside the window, the win hitting her face as the car drove in full speed, she opened her mouth playing with the wind as the move, Christian on his own end kept his hands busy with his phone as she consistently kept stealing glances at Daniella when she wasn’t looking. her fingers lightly tracing the edge of the shopping bag that held the dress. Her reflection stared back at her through the glass, and for a moment, she didn’t recognize herself. Not because of how she looked, but because of how she felt.Something was changing.And she didn’t like it.“Focus,” she whispered inwardly. “You’re not here to feel anything.”She shifted slightly, glancing at Christian from the corner of her eye. He looked calm as always, his posture relaxed, his expression unreadable, but she wasn’t fooled. There was something different about him to







