Lahat ng Kabanata ng Falling for my cocky Boss: Kabanata 111 - Kabanata 120

Aiden's POVThe sound of the clock on the wall of the police station sounded like fingernails on a chalkboard. Like some sort of countdown to defeat, it just seemed a metronome mocking me with every passing second of my helpless situation. Detective Harris sat opposite me, leaning back in his chair with an indifference that was just insulting.“Mr. Gray," Harris said quietly, almost dispassionately, "we spoke with the neighbor who saw Tessa leave the house. She had a suitcase with her. Based on that alone, coupled with the complete and utter lack of evidence of foul play or a struggle, we are officially closing the case.""Closed the case?" I echoed, thoroughly incredulous. "You honestly believe that she just packed a bag and just disappeared? Just-just poof? Without calling anyone? Without calling me?”Harris didn't even bat an eyebrow. "People have their reasons for leaving, Mr. Gray. To our collective knowledge, Miss Mills's disappearance was of her free will.”"Free will?" My voic

Chapter: The Falling EmpireAIDEN'S POVMy cell phone shrieked its ding into my office silence, but I knew in advance that I'd gotten bad news. I could feel the tension in the air, always choked. The stress of the last weeks pushed against me like a ceaseless storm.I swiped my phone off the desk and read the headline.Gray Enterprises in Chaos: Sensitive Documents Leaked, Stock Plummets to Bottom."My stomach did a backflip off the high board. My fingers instinctively closed around the phone, sending my mind racing. Who? How? This was no leak-a premeditated, precision strike to gut the company when it was already down and out.The intercom on my desk suddenly buzzed. "Mr. Gray," my assistant's panicked voice came over. "Your father wants to see you in the boardroom. Immediately.”I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply. Of course he did. The vultures circled, and I was about to meet the sharpest talons of them all.The door to the boardroom slammed shut behind me as my father, Mr. Gray,

CHLOE'S POVThe first omen came with a call-a number unknown. My stomach twisted, and my shaking hand reached for the receiver."Hello?Line crackled for a second or two, then Damien's unmistakable voice, cold, furious, hit my ears."You think I wouldn't find out, Chloe?" - his words ran down my spine.I froze; my mind whirred on. He knew. How, I had no idea, but he knew."I-I don't know what you are talking about," I managed to say, my teeth only barely not chattering with each word."You have betrayed me," Damien growled. "Actually, you think that I'm stupid? You really believe you'll be able to walk scot-free out of this? My people will find you."This was as if all air had been sucked from this room. My legs gave in, and I sat on the edge of the bed."Damien, please, I-”He cut me off: "Don't bother trying, Chloe. You're done. I don't care where you run, where you hide. You'll regret crossing me."And with that, the line was dead. I stared at the phone, my heart noisily pounding a

AIDEN'S POVI glared hard at the paper clutched in my hand; its contents were already burned inside my brain. My flesh, all my instincts, told me it was some form of trap, something grotesquely amusing to Damien merely for the kick of hurting me again. I did not give a damn. Tessa was gone somewhere, terrified and bleeding. I would've stopped time to get her home, if need be.I yanked my jacket on, belting my holster onto my side, and dialed Dad. It rang twice before the gruff voice I'd heard a million times before filtered across the line."Aiden?" he said-surprised. "It's late. What's going on?""Dad," I said-surprisingly, my tone sounded calm-"I need you to trust me. Damien has Tessa and I'm going to get her back."“Are you sure about this?” He asked.“Yes, dad,” I answered. “I have evidences that points him as the mastermind behind the company scandal. I'm going to take care of this once and for all.”There was such a long silence until his voice dropped to a whisper. "Do you have

AIDEN'S POVThe only sound in that room was that soft beeping of the heart monitor. Tessa was lying still, her face pale, serene in sleep. Her hand was in mine, warm and fragile, an accusing reminder of how close I'd come to losing her. I couldn't dwell on that particular thought for too long. There was just so much to be done.I ran my hand through my hair and blew out a slow breath to steady the storm raging inside. The door opened, and in stepped the lead detective, a grim-looking man in his mid-fifties: Detective Reynolds."Aiden," he plunged straight into it, professional with just that tad of urgency inside his voice, "you ready to talk?"I nodded, releasing Tessa's hand before responding deliberately, "Yeah. Step outside."I seated, facing Reynolds and his partner, Detective Harris, across the little, antiseptic-smelling waiting room in which they had placed me for questioning, I saw into eyes that were on me as each man drew out a pad.Reynolds leaned forward and commenced wit