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Chapter 9: The Dinner.
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The CEO’s Temptation Chapter 173: The Breaking Point.
****************************POV: Morgan************************** --- It was the silence that got to me. Not the news. Not the headlines. Not the whispers from politicians pretending they didn’t see the monster growing under our roof for years. But the silence. The kind that hangs in a room after someone you love stops breathing. I’d heard it the day they told me Sadie fell. I heard it again the night Henry said he couldn’t reach Liam. Now it was back, dragging its cold fingers across the mahogany of my office desk. And I hated it. --- The footage came in a private package—no return address, no name. Just a thumb drive wrapped in thin white paper with my initials written in red ink. It was him. I didn’t need confirmation. Only Liam could mock you and still make it feel like mercy. The footage wasn’t long. Claire, walking the garden. The bracelet was missing. Liz nearby, pretending not to scan the bushes. Then static. A flicker. A shadow. Liam didn’t show his face, but I
The CEO’s Temptation Chapter 172: Blood Debt
****************************POV: Liam**************************** --- Pain wasn’t a stranger—I’d known it before. But this… this was something else. This pain didn’t just hurt—it hollowed. It reached places I didn’t know could ache. Not from the bullet wound in my shoulder or the blood soaking through my shirt as the SUV barreled down the gravel path. Not even from the metal digging into my side as Marlo tried to stop the bleeding without killing me in the process. This pain lived deeper. It nested behind my ribs, curled into the silence Claire had left behind. She had the syringe. She had the key. And I had nothing but blood and fury. “Faster,” I rasped. My voice came out low, cracked. The driver didn’t argue. The engine growled louder as we tore through the trees. Marlo didn’t say much either. He was focused on the wound, on keeping me alive. Which was funny, considering I wasn’t entirely sure I wanted to be. --- “You’re lucky it passed clean,” he sai
The CEO’s Temptation Chapter 171: Vipers and Roses.
******************************POV: Claire************************ --- The comm line hissed—then died in my ear. Five seconds of static. A flicker of dread. Rowe’s urgent whisper: “He’s here.” That was all it took for the world to tilt. I didn’t freeze. Training—or desperation—kicked in. My fingers brushed the tiny switch on the bracelet’s band, the silent-alarm button Mack had built. No beep, no flash, just a vibration I felt against my skin. But I had no idea if it reached anyone; Liam had scrambled the channel. The lavender brushed my knees as I pivoted, my eyes sweeping the tree line. Nothing moved except wind and morning haze. Liz was ten paces behind me, pruning shears raised as an improvised weapon, her gaze darting past the roses. Rowe? Invisible in the line of shrubs. Mack? He was supposed to be closest—north edge near the wall. So where was—? A shape detached from shadow. Liam. He crossed the old cobbled path like it belonged to him, boots silent
The CEO’s Temptation Chapter 170: The Edge of Control
*************************POV: Mack****************************** --- We found her sitting on the bed, her eyes too calm. That scared me more than anything else. She wasn’t shaking. She wasn’t crying. She wasn’t even breathing fast. She just stared down at the bracelet in her palm like it was some strange artifact she didn’t recognize anymore. “I woke up,” she whispered, “and it was on the floor.” I moved first. Crossed the room and took the bracelet from her hand gently. “Did you get up during the night?” Rowe asked, voice low, steady. “No,” she said. “I was asleep the whole time. I swear.” “No window breach,” Liz muttered, scanning the glass from the inside. “No signs of force.” “Nothing on the motion sensors either,” Rowe added grimly. I looked at the bracelet again. The lock was intact. Untouched. He’d been here. Inside this room. While she slept. Close enough to take her. And he hadn’t. Because this was a message. And Claire wasn’t the only on
The CEO’s Temptation Chapter 169: Breath Before the plunge.
**************************PoV: Claire*************************** --- The bracelet was cold. Not cold like metal usually was. It felt like it had been removed—left out in the rain or buried under ice. But that wasn’t possible. Because I never took it off. And yet, when I woke up, there it was. On the floor. Neatly placed, as if someone had slipped it off my wrist and set it there—deliberate. I held it in my palm, fingers tight, like it might vanish again. Mack’s voice echoed the second he burst in, followed by Rowe and Liz, their faces wild with fear. But I couldn’t speak. My throat had locked shut, and the scream wedged somewhere behind my ribs. Because someone had been here. In the room. Close enough to touch me. And I hadn't felt a thing. --- Now I sat at the edge of the bed, wrapped in a sweater that didn’t feel like enough. Everyone else buzzed around the room—checking the locks, reviewing footage, whispering in corners. But I was stuck. Frozen. Because fear was cle
The CEO’s Temptation Chapter 168: Unraveling Threads.
**************************POV: Rowe**************************** Everything felt frozen at the start of the day. Literally. The eastern surveillance feed stuttered, just briefly, but enough to send a jolt through my chest. At first, I chalked it up to the aftermath of last night’s storm—maybe a fallen branch had hit a cable. That seemed logical. But when the screen flickered again—lingering just a beat too long, the image was too sharp to be random—I knew it wasn’t the weather. Liam wasn’t just watching anymore. He was close. I pressed the earpiece in and contacted the security booth. “Restart cameras seven and nine—full reset. Do it now. And send me the full footage log from yesterday. Every single frame.” I rasped. My voice was firm and hard. “Yes, sir,” came the clipped response. I didn't like it. I never did, this waiting. The silence before things blew up. And if I’d learned anything from Etian’s death, it was that Liam moved best when we started to feel safe.
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