Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Ceo's Addiction: Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

Kat's POV"Uncle D!"A small voice shrieked before a blur of pigtails and pink barrettes shot toward us. The little girl launched herself into Damon's arms, giggling as he spun her around."Kitty Kat!" Damon laughed."Uncle D, put me down! You're embarrassing me in front of my boyfriend!" she squealed, flailing her legs.Her teacher chuckled from behind a small boy standing awkwardly by her side."Boyfriend?" Damon grinned, still holding her. "You mean this guy?" He gestured at the nervous boy beside the teacher."Yes! Christopher!" Kitty giggled, still wriggling.Damon set her down, brushing her hair fondly before planting a kiss on her head."Well, Kitty, you’re too young to have a boyfriend," Damon said with mock sternness."When can I have one, then?" she pouted."When you're older. Like me."She groaned dramatically, making me laugh."Kitty," Damon said with a grin, "I want you to meet someone. This is Kathleen. She came to see you perform."Kitty’s bright eyes turned to me. "Hi,

I went about my usual routine — a shower, a movie, some food, and catching up on the news. Eventually, I decided to go grocery shopping.My bright, coffee-brown hair framed my face, standing out against my soft skin. The purple t-shirt I wore brought out my rare violet eyes, while my camouflage capris added a tough-girl edge.I laughed at the thought and slipped on my silky green ballet flats before heading out.At the grocery store, I strolled past shelves of cereal and snack foods when I spotted her — Lila Mila. Blonde hair, smug expression, and her usual flair for causing trouble.She was yelling at an old man — berating him as he stammered apologies. People were already whispering.Then, to my horror, she grabbed a can of beef, popped it open, and dumped it right on the floor.I clenched my fists. Don’t get involved... don’t get involved...But I couldn’t just walk away."Lila, you’re so messed up!" I shouted across the aisle.Heads turned. Customers started chiming in."Get out of

I cleared my throat and straightened up. The way Aiden was staring at me could’ve buried me six feet under. My face flushed with embarrassment."Hey, man. What's up?" Damon said, stepping forward as if to shield me from Aiden’s death glare.Aiden ignored him, his eyes still locked on me like a predator tracking its prey."Hey, Gavin," Damon tried again, shaking hands with Aiden's friend when Aiden refused to respond."We need to talk. Now."Aiden’s voice was sharp as a blade. Before I could react, he grabbed my wrist and yanked me out from behind Damon, dragging me straight toward Elle’s room."Aiden, what the hell—"The door slammed shut behind us, and before I knew it, I was pressed against it, trapped. His face was inches from mine, his eyes blazing with something dangerous."Get your face out of mine!" I snapped, forcing my voice to stay steady even though fear gripped my chest. I bit my lip, trying to mask how rattled I felt."He was on top of you," Aiden said through clenched tee

Damon stared blankly at his phone, resisting the urge to throw it across the café. His boss had been blowing up his phone for an hour now, but he didn’t care. Somehow, he found twisted amusement in watching it ring non-stop.He tapped his fingers impatiently on the table, waiting for Gavin. He was ready to leave—until she walked in.Long black hair cascaded down her shoulders, and her emerald eyes caught the light just enough to leave him staring. But it wasn’t just her looks. The moment she smiled—dimples deep and warm—it hit him like a punch to the gut. He wasn’t letting her leave without asking for her number.Just as he stood, Gavin's voice broke the moment."Damon."His gaze jerked to Gavin, who had appeared out of nowhere. Damon followed his friend's eyes—straight back to the mystery girl."Cora Smith," Gavin muttered. "The eldest daughter of the Smith family."Damon stiffened. "Shit." He barely kept his composure, forcing himself to sit back down.If he’d gone up to her...he did

"Clara Williams was the kind of girl I would have died for," Aiden began, his voice low and strained. "I did everything for her... but she betrayed me. Cheated on me with my best friend. Stole from both of us and vanished — fled the country like a coward. No one ever heard from her again."He paused, his fingers curling into fists. His eyes remained on the floor, as if looking at me was too much."When she left... I lost it. I wasn’t thinking straight. I—I wanted to hurt people. To make someone pay." His voice cracked slightly, and he swallowed hard. "Those women... they suffered because I was blinded by rage. I wanted to destroy lives the way Clara destroyed mine... but all I ended up doing was destroying myself."Aiden finally lifted his head, and the look in his eyes hit me like a punch to the chest. Guilt, self-loathing, and desperation swam behind his blue eyes. He looked like a man barely holding himself together."You're probably disgusted now," he muttered. "You should go.""No