登入Ronan opened his eyes slowly, the weight in his chest already present before he was even fully awake, a quiet unease settling deep within him as though something had shifted overnight and refused to return to how it once was, his gaze drifting toward the ceiling as he reached for his phone, the dim light of the screen reflecting against his tired eyes as he checked the time and saw it was four in the morning, far too early for someone who had barely slept, yet his mind felt far too restless to return to sleep.He exhaled softly and let his head fall back against the pillow, staring blankly ahead as thoughts of Adaline filled his mind without invitation, lingering, persistent, refusing to fade no matter how much he tried to focus on something else, her face, her voice, the way she had walked past him without a single glance, the way her eyes looked at him as if he were nothing more than a stranger, something he had never experienced before and something that unsettled him more than he
The air inside the car felt suffocating after Tyler's revelation, heavy with words that refused to settle properly in Adaline's mind as she sat frozen, her fingers trembling slightly while pressed against her lips as though holding back a scream that threatened to break free, her thoughts spiraling uncontrollably as everything she had ever known began to twist into something unfamiliar and terrifying.Tyler exhaled slowly, his gaze fixed ahead as he continued, his voice calmer now, almost measured, as if he had been waiting for this moment to finally say everything."Everything that happened was not entirely your father's fault," he said.Adaline shook her head immediately, her voice barely steady."No... no, that is not possible."Tyler turned slightly toward her, his expression serious."Your father acted out of anger," he continued. "Your mother and my father were working together on a project, something massive, something that would have changed everything for them, and because o
The moment the door swung open, the tension inside the cramped storage room snapped into something sharp and suffocating as Camilla immediately lowered her raised hand, her expression shifting in an instant from rage to feigned composure, though the flicker of panic in her eyes did not go unnoticed. She had not expected to be seen, not like this, not by him.Ronan stepped in first, his presence commanding the small space as his gaze moved swiftly from Camilla to Adaline, then back again, his jaw tightening as he took in the scene before him while Tyler lingered just behind him, silent but observant, his eyes narrowing slightly as he processed what he was seeing. He had followed Ronan out of curiosity earlier, noticing the urgency in his movements, and now everything unfolding before him felt far too deliberate to be coincidence.Ronan's voice came out low and controlled, though the anger beneath it was unmistakable."What were you about to do?"Camilla swallowed, forcing a weak smile
Camilla froze the moment her eyes met Ronan's, panic rising sharply in her chest as her mind scrambled for what to do next because this was not how she had planned it, not here, not in front of Mr Brown, not in a situation where she had no control over the narrative she had carefully built, her fingers tightening slightly by her side as she forced herself to remain composed even though her heartbeat had begun to race.Tyler, however, was quick to notice the sudden shift in the atmosphere, his gaze moving between the two of them with curiosity before stepping forward smoothly, inserting himself into the moment as though he belonged there."Ah, perfect timing," he said with a polite smile, gesturing toward Camilla. "Mr Ronan, this is my guest. And this is his business associate, miss Camilla.Ronan let out a low scoff, his eyes flickering briefly over Camilla before settling on Mr Brown, a hint of disbelief crossing his face because he had known the man long enough to understand exactly
Adaline woke up with a sharp frown, irritation settling on her face even before she fully opened her eyes, the persistent knocking on her door refusing to stop no matter how much she tried to ignore it as she turned to the other side of the bed and buried her face deeper into the pillow, hoping whoever it was would eventually give up and leave, but the sound only grew more insistent, more deliberate, dragging her out of the little comfort she had managed to find in her sleep as she let out a low groan and reached blindly for her phone, squinting at the screen before her eyes widened slightly at the time because it was already almost afternoon, a realization that made her groan again because she rarely ever slept that long, yet her body still felt heavy and unwilling to move as the knocking continued without mercy.She dragged herself out of bed reluctantly, her movements slow and uncoordinated as she walked toward the door, her hair slightly messy and her expression clearly annoyed as
Water ran steadily down Camilla's body, tracing slow paths along her skin as she stood beneath the shower, her eyes open but unfocused, her mind miles away from the quiet luxury around her. The bathroom was silent except for the soft rush of water, but inside her, nothing was calm.She had heard it earlier.Ronan and Adaline were away together on a business trip.The moment those words reached her, something cold and dangerous settled inside her chest. It wasn't just jealousy. It was fear mixed with anger, the kind that didn't fade, the kind that pushed her to act.She leaned her hand against the tiled wall, her nails pressing lightly into the surface as her thoughts spiraled. She knew exactly what she had done to get close to Ronan in the first place. She hadn't been naive, hadn't been lucky, she had been deliberate. Every step calculated, every move intentional. And she was not about to lose him now. Not to someone like Adaline.Her jaw tightened slightly as her imagination betrayed







