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Chapter 225: In the Eye of the Nation.
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The CEO’s Temptation Chapter 229: Crisis Control.
*****************************POV: Mack************************** The silence in the room was suffocating. Not the kind that offered peace or comfort, but the kind that wrapped around your chest and tightened until you forgot how to breathe. No one moved. No one dared to. The faint hum of the overhead lights felt louder than necessary, a poor attempt to drown out the tension lingering like thick fog. Even the air conditioner seemed to hesitate, whirring too gently as if it knew it didn’t belong in a room filled with the echoes of devastation. My eyes flicked from Morgan to Henry, then to Rowe, and finally settled on me. I sat down with my hands clasped in front of me, shoulders drawn taut beneath my black button-up shirt, the sleeves rolled up to my elbows as though I needed room to move quickly if things spiraled again. My jaw was locked, sharp, and unmoving, as if letting it slack for even a moment would unravel everything I was holding together. No one said a word for a beat t
The CEO’s Temptation Chapter 228: The Softening.
*******************************POV: Liz************************** I didn’t know a heart could ache quietly. No screaming. No thunderous pounding. Just a steady, dull throb—like silence pressing on bone. The war room had emptied, the soft hum of computers the only reminder that life still pulsed in the building. And yet, I sat there alone, staring at nothing, my thoughts louder than any chaos the world could offer. Claire's words had lingered, settling like petals in a still pond. “You don’t always have to be strong, Liz.” Her voice hadn’t been soft—it had been firm, honest. The kind of voice that cuts through armor, not to wound, but to heal. And now, with her safe, with the team scrambling to recover from the fallout, I was left with the ache of everything I had buried. Including Rowe. I found him in the hallway outside the communications bay, arms folded across his chest, eyes down like he was arguing with the floor. His shirt was wrinkled, his hair messier than usual, and
The CEO’s Temptation Chapter 227: The cost of silence.
********************************** POV: Henry********************* The silence in the house felt heavier than war. I sat in the study, untouched bourbon sweating against my palm, while the television flickered images I could not ignore. Claire's face had haunted every screen for hours, and now the noise outside the gates had turned into a riot of voices. Reporters. Protesters. Opportunists. The world was clawing at us like vultures sensing a wound too wide to heal. But I wasn’t thinking about the headlines or the chaos on the steps of Agyis Dynamics. I was thinking about her. Claire. That girl with the defiant stare and bleeding eyes, who had survived the worst of my son. My son. I leaned forward and let the glass slip from my fingers, shattering against the Persian rug. It didn’t make a sound loud enough. Nothing could drown out the echo of the things I never said. The man Liam became was a storm I watched grow, and now that storm had swallowed us all. I should have stopped him
The CEO’s Temptation Chapter 226: The Breaking Point.
******************************Claire’s POV************************* The echo of my name still buzzed in my ears, even though the crowd had long faded. I sat on the floor of the quiet room tucked behind the chaos of Agyis Dynamics, arms wrapped around my knees, my breath trapped in the cage of my ribs. Everything felt surreal—like a memory I didn’t choose to keep. My face had been everywhere. On every screen. Every platform. Every conversation. Even the flickering hallway screen in this supposedly private building had displayed my face like a relic—my story stretched and manipulated by people who didn’t know the half of it. And now, I was nothing more than a symbol. Of survival. Of scandal. Of obsession. I didn’t know how to feel. Angry? Exposed? Relieved? I stared at my palms. They were trembling. Still, as if my body was stuck somewhere, I had escaped weeks ago. Then the door creaked. I didn’t look up. But I knew it was him. Mack’s presence had a way of shifting the air. Li
The CEO’s Temptation Chapter 225: In the Eye of the Nation.
******************************Aliana’s POV********************* The news ran on every channel. I wasn’t even watching the television, but I could hear it through the thin walls of my apartment. The neighbor upstairs had his volume turned up high, and the newscasters’ clipped voices pierced through like arrows dipped in gasoline. Words like "Claire’s escape," "Liam Allister" "CEO Mack Allister," and "Agyis conspiracy" scattered the air like shrapnel. --- I didn’t think I could feel anything for him anymore. Not after everything he did. Not after the way he tossed me aside like I was a phase he needed to outgrow. I had buried those emotions so deep, I convinced myself they were gone. But the moment the anchor said his name—“Liam Allister presumed dead…”—I felt something crack open inside me. It wasn’t just a name on a screen. It was a dagger, sharp and precise, slicing straight through the numbness I’d worn like armor. My breath caught in my throat. My vision blurred. I didn’t sob.
The CEO’s Temptation Chapter 124: Fault Lines.
********************************** Mack's POV********************* The boardroom smelled like sterilized wood and fresh ink—the scent of false beginnings. The air was still, deceptively calm, the kind that made every breath feel intrusive. Across from me, Claire sat quiet, her fingers laced on the table in front of her, nails digging faint crescent moons into her skin. She didn’t flinch. She didn’t blink. But I knew the war in her chest. She was preparing for battle. And I wasn’t ready for another one. Not after everything. I adjusted my tie, feeling it tighten around my throat. My name—Mack Allister—was stamped in confidence on the file in front of me, but even that didn’t anchor me today. The ghosts were louder than the board. “Mr. Allister,” one of the senior investors finally said, clearing his throat as if to signal the start of something grave. He was old money, balding, face tight with forced neutrality. “There’s a rumor trending. Aggressively. Suggesting Agyis Dynamics cov
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