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CHAPTER 115

作者: S.A.B
last update 公開日: 2026-03-25 18:58:43
The rain started before dawn and did not stop.

By mid-morning, the fortress was wrapped in gray mist, the stone walls dark with moisture, the courtyards nearly empty except for guards in dark coats moving through their patrol routes. Inside, however, the fortress was busier than ever. Rainy days often meant more meetings, more reports, more planning—people stayed inside, which meant more politics.

Deborah stood in the strategy room, one hand resting on the large central table, covered in map
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  • THE CEO'S SECRET INDULGENCE   CHAPTER 129

    Deborah’s eyes narrowed the moment she stepped into the training hall. The clatter of weapons against targets, the shouts of soldiers drilling, and the murmured arguments between Aston and Lysander created a storm she could feel pressing against her chest. There was no calm today, no subtle maneuvers hidden beneath the surface; the rivalries had erupted into raw, dangerous energy, and the fortress vibrated with it. Marcus lounged near the side wall, observing with amusement, clearly waiting for someone to make the first critical mistake.“You’ve been ignoring orders,” Deborah said sharply, her voice slicing through the noise. Aston and Lysander froze mid-motion, their hands still gripping training swords. “Both of you, stop.”Aston’s jaw clenched. “I am following orders within reason,” he said, but his eyes burned with defiance. “Lysander keeps undermining me every step of the way.”“And you act as if your judgment alone matters more than the safety of this fortress,” Lysander snappe

  • THE CEO'S SECRET INDULGENCE   CHAPTER 128

    The fortress felt alive with danger, as if every stone, every shadow, every corridor was aware of the fractures growing inside. Deborah moved through the halls, sharp-eyed, cataloging every glance, every whisper, every unspoken challenge. She could sense the tension boiling over between Aston, Lysander, and Marcus. It was no longer subtle. it had become deliberate, dangerous, and unpredictable.Aston’s fury simmered, barely contained, while Lysander’s smirk carried the kind of provocation that had almost destroyed order before. Marcus lingered at the edges of every interaction, a predator watching weaknesses emerge. Deborah observed, aware that the smallest spark could trigger chaos.The first blow came when Aston confronted Lysander near the armory, accusations flying faster than reason. Words struck like knives, each sentence sharpened by pride and anger. Lysander retaliated with a shove, and Aston’s fist followed instinctively. Soldiers scattered, some trying to intervene, others

  • THE CEO'S SECRET INDULGENCE   CHAPTER 127

    The fortress awoke under a gray, suffocating sky, the kind that pressed heavy against the towers and seeped into every stone. The corridors, usually orderly in the early morning, carried a charged tension that made even the guards move with extra caution. Whispers had already begun, subtle murmurs in corners that Deborah could hear even without trying. Something had shifted overnight, the rivalry between Aston and Lysander had escalated, and Marcus had begun probing every weak point.Deborah moved quickly through the halls, her senses alert. Every footstep, every shadow, every faint noise was cataloged in her mind. She had anticipated tension, but what she sensed today was more dangerous: intentional testing, deliberate provocation. Luther followed closely, silent, his presence a quiet anchor, though even he felt the weight of what was coming.By mid-morning, the first overt act of betrayal revealed itself. A messenger arrived with a report from the southern walls, and the details ma

  • THE CEO'S SECRET INDULGENCE   CHAPTER 126

    The dawn arrived with a brittle chill, the kind that seeped through the stone walls of the fortress and set nerves on edge. Deborah moved through the corridors swiftly, her boots echoing against cold floors, every step precise, every glance calculating. She had slept little, though she carried her exhaustion like armor; today was a day she knew would test everything, control, loyalty, patience, and restraint.Luther followed silently behind her, the ever-present shadow whose presence reminded her that, despite everything, she was not alone in holding the fortress together. “They’re restless,” he murmured, observing the faint tension in the younger brothers’ gait as they moved about. “The spark from yesterday hasn’t died, it’s smoldering.”“Yes,” Deborah said, her jaw tight. “And today, it will either ignite or die. I intend to control which.”The first clash occurred just after mid-morning. Aston was inspecting the eastern perimeter with a small squad of soldiers when Lysander arriv

  • THE CEO'S SECRET INDULGENCE   CHAPTER 125

    The fortress smelled of iron and smoke that morning, a lingering trace from a training mishap in the armory the night before. The atmosphere felt charged, as if the walls themselves sensed the friction growing between those who lived within them. Deborah walked the halls with eyes sharp, her every step echoing authority, but even she could feel the subtle tremors of something about to snap.It started quietly, with Lysander and Aston in the main courtyard, arguing over patrol rotations. Voices were low, controlled, but each word was sharpened by weeks of pent-up rivalry. Marcus lingered nearby, leaning against the wall, smirking as he listened, while Adrian moved silently among the soldiers, correcting minor procedural errors but aware that attention had shifted to the brewing confrontation.“You cannot just override the northern wall patrols like that,” Aston said, jaw tight, voice clipped. “I’m responsible for the defense there, and your interference undermines everything.”Lysander

  • THE CEO'S SECRET INDULGENCE   CHAPTER 124

    The day began with a brittle calm, the sun barely cresting over the mountains and bathing the fortress in pale light. Despite the quiet, Deborah could feel the tension beneath the surface. Every footstep, every murmur of conversation, every subtle shift in posture carried meaning. The fortress was alive in ways no ordinary observer could sense, and Deborah knew every pulse, every movement, every heartbeat that mattered.Luther arrived quietly, as he always did, his presence a stabilizing force. “You haven’t slept much,” he said softly, leaning against the doorway.“I haven’t had the luxury,” Deborah replied, her eyes scanning the reports scattered across her desk. “The fortress never rests, and neither can we when internal cracks are widening as quickly as the external threat grows.”He stepped closer, lowering his voice. “The brothers, Aston, Lysander, Marcus, they’ve been more… volatile. Their rivalries are intensifying.”She let out a slow exhale. “Yes. It’s predictable, but danger

  • THE CEO'S SECRET INDULGENCE   CHAPTER 8

    ------Morning light spilled across the dining hall, soft and deceptively calm. The long mahogany table gleamed under the crystal chandelier, silver cutlery lined with precision, the Valmere signature of perfection.The brothers were already gathered. Steam rose from cups of black coffee, the faint

    last update最終更新日 : 2026-03-17

  • THE CEO'S SECRET INDULGENCE   CHAPTER 29

    The moment Luther left, silence folded over the café like a soft curtain. She gathered her purse and stepped outside, the coastal air greeting her with the scent of salt and rain. The horizon was beginning to blur with clouds, an omen, maybe, or just another quiet storm waiting to pass.She was abo

    last update最終更新日 : 2026-03-27

  • THE CEO'S SECRET INDULGENCE   CHAPTER 28

    “Aston doesn’t want me at his wedding,” Deborah muttered, stirring her coffee absentmindedly as the golden sunlight poured through the café window. Her voice was soft but brittle, the kind that trembled beneath the weight of exhaustion. “And honestly, I think that would be better. I’m tired of bein

    last update最終更新日 : 2026-03-27

  • THE CEO'S SECRET INDULGENCE   CHAPTER 27

    The morning air in Valmere Headquarters felt unusually heavy. Whispers floated through the marble halls like smoke, low, sharp, poisonous. Deborah could feel every stare pricking at her skin as she stepped out of the elevator, her heels clicking against the floor with steady defiance. But even her

    last update最終更新日 : 2026-03-26
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