All Chapters of A Contract For Revenge: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

KIERA’S POVThe private jet felt like a prison. I sat as far from Gabriel as possible, my eyes glued on my phone as I pretended to be engrossed in it. I just wanted him out of my sight completely.His phone rang nonstop, each tone sending a jolt through me. I sighed heavily, wishing I could vanish. It had to be the woman he spoke with earlier because the way he kept glancing at the screen and then staring back at me felt suspicious.The ringing eventually ceased, and about five minutes later, his phone rang again. Pardon me if I felt a strong urge to grab the goddamn phone and toss it out the window because it was becoming irritating.This time, he answered the call, and I caught the mention of Lewis’s name. From his tone, it was clear Lewis was discussing Mark’s case. I lifted my eyes slightly and noticed his brows furrowed.“Abuela wants to meet with you again?” He asked, his tone clipped.He didn’t say another word, just listened for a beat before ending the call.Almost immediately

GABRIEL’S POVI felt horrible because I remembered everything. The memories of last night clawed at my mind like a relentless beast. The warmth of her body against mine, the comfort I felt when she rested her head on my chest, every single damn detail was etched into my soul.When I said I didn’t want to forget that moment, I was dead serious.I couldn’t tell if I was protecting her heart or mine by pretending not to remember anything. The truth is, I don’t know if I was capable of giving her what she truly deserves.My actions hurt her deeply, and I could feel it even from a distance.For a fact, I feel an undeniable pull toward her, but admitting that I feel this way? That’s a different story.Her anger radiated like heat from a fire, palpable and intense, from the moment she stormed out of my room until we reached home. The silence loomed between us, thick and suffocating, wrapping around us like a shroud. She barely glanced at me, her eyes averted, her jaw set in a stubborn way.Mo

GABRIEL’S POVSure, I told myself Damien could have Kiera. But damn, I didn’t realize how much that would eat at me. Something about it drove me crazy—jealousy, maybe? I was fuming at Kiera, and deep down, I knew I was being unfair. I’d drawn the line and made it crystal clear that nothing could ever happen between us.I spent the whole night wrestling with my thoughts, sleep evading me like a ghost. When the clock finally struck 6 am, I tore myself out of bed, hit the shower, and headed to the office.I craved solitude. I didn’t want anyone bothering me, especially Kiera. So, I decided to give her a space of her own.Part of me longed to have her close, while another part screamed for her to stay far away because there was still an ache in my heart that couldn’t die down no matter how hard I tried. The thought of her with Damien was stinging asf.I needed a distraction desperately, something to take my mind off everything. So, I went for the perfect one, Linda. I thought perhaps f*cki

KIERA’S POVIt was around 8 PM when I sprawled on my bed, snug under my comforter, mindlessly scrolling through my phone. Suddenly, Gabriel’s name lit up the screen, and a familiar knot twisted in my stomach like a vice.“Why’s he calling me?” I muttered, annoyance creeping in as I reluctantly answered.“Hi,” I said, attempting to keep my voice even.“I need you to come to my room. It’s important,” he stated, his tone sharp leaving no room for negotiation.“For what?” I shot back, my mood plummeting.“I need help organizing some emails for tomorrow,” he replied matter-of-factly as if it were the most trivial of tasks."You’ve got to be kidding me, Gabriel. You couldn’t have assigned this to me earlier? Ugh... It’s clear now that you’re up to something,” I thought in my mind, frustration eating me up, but I kept the thought to myself, biting my tongue.“Kiera, are you there?” He asked, sensing my quiet.“Umm, yeah... yeah... What did you say? I didn’t quite catch that,” I replied, prete

ELISE’S POVI was halfway through breakfast when Hannah strolled in, her expression inscrutable, and just as I was about to take a bite of my eggs, her words halted my hand mid-motion.“Mrs. Hernandez requests your presence in her room, ma’am.”My gaze shot up, my stare sharpening in surprise, “Lauren?” I asked, incredulously, dropping my fork with a clatter.She nodded, “Yes, ma’am.”“Why?” I demanded, my mind running in circles.She opened her mouth to respond, but I cut her off, “You know what? It’s fine. You’re too dumb to know anything. You can go,” I flicked my hand in dismissal, and she gave a slight bow before slipping out.After the disastrous incident at the gala, I had retreated into myself. I hadn’t spoken much to anyone, not even Miguel. Of course, he didn’t bother to engage with me either. We had become more like strangers sharing a space.Most importantly, I avoided Lauren and David at all costs. Just as the saying goes, “Know thy enemy,” I knew their plan now, and I was