UNBREAK MY HEART のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 51 - チャプター 60

Sophia’s PovI walked out from Emily’s office in a state of shock and with doubts floating through my mind but I tried to look at the bright side. She agreed to come to the baby shower and that's all that mattered.I glimpsed back at the office, still baffled by everything. I never expected her to be the head of a department or even find a job. This was the reason she had the power to frustrate Wesley. It was suspicious of how she had managed to get up the corporate ladder in such a short while. Something was wrong….I could feel it in my bones. I was about to walk into the elevator when the sound of my name echoed from behind.“Sophia?” the feminine voice sounded like she wasn't sure it was me. I paused, turning to see that familiar face with the mischievous smile. Lydia!!Her body looked like it was going to ache with excitement while her eyes glistened with that

Emily’s PovToday was draining…like absolutely life sucking. I slumped to the bed with full force. Who knew the first day as a boss would be this bad. From having colleagues that didn't believe in me, to meeting the egomatic boss and seeing Sophia’s ugly face.Plus I agreed to go to the baby shower which means I’ll have to see my nagging parents and that idiot ex husband of mine. Of course he’ll be happy to see me, so he can torment my life. The ringing of my phone cut me out of my thoughts. I peeked at it before picking it up….it was a call and a text. The call from Alex and the text was from Jace. What the actual fuck? I picked the call, and Alex's voice boomed through the speaker. “Emily, we need to talk” he said, it took me aback. “If it isn't about work, I don’t think it would be possible, sir.” I answered.“And who said it isn't? See me in my offi

Alex’s POV Control is a delicate thing. People thought it came from power, money, position, dominance but real control was subtler than that. It was about anticipation, knowing what pieces would move before they even touched the board and Emily… Emily was one of those pieces I couldn’t afford to miscalculate. I watched her across the desk, her back too straight, her expression careful, though I could see the tension vibrating just beneath her skin. She had dressed like she wanted to convince me she belonged here—black dress, low heels, minimal jewelry, professional, almost severe. If she thought it would intimidate me, she was wrong. If anything, I found it fascinating. “Work in close contact with me?” she repeated, her voice low, wary. “Yes.” I leaned back in my chair, studying her the way a hunter studies a deer caught halfway across

Alex ‘s pov 'What the hell is wrong with you?” Ava stormed into my office fuming. I looked at her like she had gone mad. “Let me call you back…” I said to the other person at the other end of the call. “What were you thinking? Why would you just wake one morning and try to reconstruct the fucking company. Do you know how much work that is?” she yelled at me. It was a normal thing for Ava when she is stressed and I have learnt to deal with it by not engaging. I sat in my chair as I watched her pace around the office angrily. “Are you not going to say anything?” She asked in a harsh tone. I shook my head, “Nope…..I don't have to explain myself to you, Ava. I am the president of the fucking company.” She glared at me, “I also have rights in the fucking decision making of the company.” “Which you had…you employed

Ezra’s povIt was glaring that she was aoviding me but should I not be fucking happy?That's what I wanted. She is my friend's sister and Alex would kill me if he finds out that I had anything to do with his sister. I looked at the girl who was lying beside me. On a normal day, I would be ready to go multiple rounds with her but after the first time, it was not what it had been. All that I could think about was Ava, even when I am balls deep in another girl. This was crazy. I sat up from the bed, I needed to wash the sweat off and maybe it would help with the guilt. As I walked to the bathroom the girl stared in her sleep and I paused to look at her. I had picked her up from the bar where I had gone to drink. The more I stared at her, the more I regretted my decisions. I sighed and walked into the bathroom, dropped down my towel, and turned on the shower. The water flowed down from my head, washing off the sweat from my body.After showering, I glanced at myself in the mirro