Lahat ng Kabanata ng The CEO Is Obsessed With Me: Kabanata 91 - Kabanata 99

LUKE’S POVThey always said rage was blinding.But they were wrong. Rage made everything crystal clear.A raw, blistering awareness. I watched her fall, my Aurelia. Blood bloomed across her ribs, staining her dress, and she collapsed against me like a broken angel. A shattered gasp left her lips, her body going limb as the bullet—his bullet— found her.In that second, something inside me snapped. My wrists tore against the restraints. Flesh split. Metal bit bone. But I didn’t feel pain. Only one word echoed like thunder in my skull: kill.“AURELIA!!” My roar echoed through the bunker, ripping straight from the hollow in my chest.“No…no, no, no…”Ezekiel’s voice trembled as the gun slipped from his shaking hand.“I didn’t—She wasn’t—I didn’t mean to—”His face had gone white, eyes wild with horror. He dropped to his knees, crawling toward us like a man possessed. “I wasn’t aiming at her—I swear—I just wanted you to shut up, Luke, I just—She moved! She moved and—”“Get away from her

AURELIA’S POVIt was warm.I wasn’t sure where I was—floating, maybe. Somewhere between a dream and the edge of a memory. There was music in the distance, soft and haunting, like a lullaby I’d once known. The air shimmered around me, golden and slow, and I walked barefoot through a garden that felt both familiar and foreign.The flowers didn’t have names. They pulsed with light instead of scent. And the sky wasn’t blue—it was rose-colored like the last blush of dusk before night fully takes over.A figure stood ahead. Tall. Broad shoulders. A shadow against the glow.I moved toward it, but the closer I got, the further away it seemed. My chest ached. My limbs felt heavy. Every step was like walking through honey.“Luke?” I called.The figure turned—and for a moment, I thought I saw his eyes. Stormy. Haunted. Full of something deeper than pain.But before I could reach him, everything tilted.The world cracked open like a mirror shattering—light bursting through, sound rushing in, and

AURELIA’s POV Luke stood in the center of it all, smiling. And for a moment, I forgot the pain, the fear, the chaos of the past weeks. All I felt was joy. Warm, whole, overwhelming joy. Veronica nudged me gently. “Told you you’d like it.” I turned to her, my eyes brimming. “Thank you.” She smiled, squeezing my hand. “Welcome back, Aurelia.” And as I walked into the waiting arms of the people who’d once been my world, I realized something—I wasn’t just surviving anymore. I was living. After the hugs, the laughter, and the countless “We’re so glad you’re okay” moments, I spotted Luke waving me over. His smile was soft—less of the usual flirtation and more something… reverent. Like he was looking at a miracle. He took my hand without a word and led me past the crowd. We stepped into a private elevator tucked behind a side door. The moment it closed, the hum of the party faded. It was just us. “Where are we going now?” I asked, my curiosity piqued again. “You’ll see,”

AURELIA's POV The reception sparkled like a dream—golden lights strung across the garden, the sound of jazz floating through the air, and the soft clink of champagne flutes against laughter. I barely had time to breathe between congratulations, cheek kisses, and people tugging me in for pictures. “I still can't believe you’re married to our boss” Olivia blinked, her eyes wide as she gawked at my ring. “Does that mean he’s the one you’ve been seeing? ” I laughed, a little breathless. “Yeah, it’s complicated.” “Oh, you bet.” Kendall chuckled, but he coughed when Olivia elbowed his side. “Hey! I’m just as shocked as you.” “I saw it coming.” Mathew casually shrugged his shoulders, and we all turned to him with blank expressions. He took it as his cue to explain. “I mean the tension was evident, especially when the CEO made her his assistant.” “Right!” Olivia snapped her hands like she solved a long lost mystery. “I had my suspicions, but I was thrown off by the guy you brought to

AURELIA’S POV Five Years Later “…and the Best Designer of the Year award goes to… Aurelia Graham!” The applause erupted around me like a wave. For a moment, I just stood there, blinking into the sea of lights, before I rose from my seat with trembling hands and made my way to the stage. My heels clicked across the polished floor, my heart thundering like it was the first time I’d ever been recognized. But it wasn’t. I had built an empire. And tonight—it was celebrated. I took the golden statue from the presenter and stepped toward the mic, the lights warm on my face. “I… wow. I don’t think I’ll ever get used to this,” I laughed lightly, earning a ripple of laughter from the crowd. “First and foremost, thank you to my team—my second family—who breathe life into every sketch, every stitch. You make magic with me every day, and I wouldn’t be here without you. I paused, emotions welling in my throat. “To my husband, Luke… you believed in me before the world did. You were