บททั้งหมดของ Irresistible Boss: Succumbing to Your Touch: บทที่ 871 - บทที่ 880

Donald's POVLionel's eyes were deadly. If he'd had a gun there, he would have killed me. I wondered if that man could feel any kind of affection or if he only saw people as a means to satisfy his needs. He stood up, but seeing the two security guards at his side, he sat back down in the chair."Look, so you don't get hurt - see, I'm thinking of your well-being because I'm a good son - so that you don't get hurt, the security guards are going to sit close to you, one on each side, okay?" I spoke to him with irony, as if he were some poor wretches. He didn't deserve any more from me."Go on, Donald, put on your show. What else do you have to say?" He seemed to have understood that he couldn't fight me, not there, not like that. "But let me tell you something right now - I'm going to have your little sister declared incompetent today and revoke all this little power you think you have! And when I find her, she'll be sent to the sanatorium in Switzerland and treated with everything necess

Anabel's POVI was meeting with the girls in the executive dining room at Miller Group. We were having lunch and speculating about how things might be at my family's company."I'm worried about Don." Del pushed her food around on her plate, looking rather downcast."Oh, got a little crush, Del?" Melissa teased, and she laughed."How could I not, Mel? He's all sweet and gentle and caring and thoughtful and just everything good!" She smiled, her eyes sparkling."Well, it's not just because he's my brother, but he really is amazing." I assured her just as Rick walked in."Talking about me, pretty girl?" He laughed, teasing me."No, because you're beyond amazing!" I said, and he gave me a big smile."Sorry to interrupt, ladies. Pretty girl, I need to tell you that Dr. Castle called. The restraining orders have been delivered, but Ana, it's just paper - it doesn't mean they'll respect what's written there," Rick warned me, and I gave him a quick kiss on the lips."And if they violate them,

Ilana's POVWhat have I gotten myself into! It didn't matter how much I screamed, threatened, or struggled - all I managed to do was get myself bruised and sore all over. I'm stuck in this horrible place. What should I do? I needed a lawyer. But the old man would be furious when he found out I was here. I needed to figure out a way to make him believe this was all a setup by that simpleton Anabel. And since when does she know so many people? I've beaten her up so many times and no one ever showed up to help her, but this time she had an army that includes that crazy Melissa Larson.I needed to call the old man, to get him to send a lawyer to get me out of here fast. But I had such rotten luck - I didn't see that security guard. I thought I'd hit the jackpot when I saw Anabel getting out of that car. Imagine my luck - I was arriving at the condominium and stopped for that car that was entering the garage.I was curious, of course. That house was wonderful. It had been empty not too long

Anabel's POVI was sitting in a corner of that room at the police station, waiting to give my statement. Before coming here, I had already been examined by the forensic doctor who took photos and evaluated my neck. But I was restless. I knew that Lionel, my father, would arrive soon and I didn't want to see him. On the other hand, I knew that sooner or later I would have to face him."Bel," Donald arrived and came toward me. "He's out there with Irina. You're not leaving here while he's there.""Don, I can't run from him forever," I argued."But you don't need to face him today, Ana," Rick suggested while holding me."But maybe it's better this way. Here I'm safe. I'm with all of you and the police." I was thinking it was time to stop being afraid of that man."Guys, Ana needs to face this demon," Lexie approached. "She'll never truly feel safe if she doesn't do this. She's not some poor scared little girl. She's a woman, in charge of her own life, and she needs to take control of it."

Anabel's POVWhen he grabbed my arm, he used so much force that I felt pain as if the bone would break where he squeezed. And he didn't let go or loosen his grip. I yelled at him, but he didn't release me. And while we stared at each other like mortal enemies, I could feel all the hatred he had for me right there in that grip."You're coming home with me, Anabel! We need to have a very serious talk," Lionel said, but it sounded like a threat."I'm not going anywhere with you!" I answered. "And let go of my arm, or I'll report you for assault too and for disobeying the judge's order to stay away from me.""Oh, you think you're so brave now! You think you can stand up to me? You can't, Anabel! I'm your father and I'm going to set you straight, one way or another. You're going to learn to respect me and behave with dignity." He had some nerve, talking to me about dignity."You don't know what dignity is, Lionel!" I said, and then I remembered something I'd heard in recent days that was ab