บททั้งหมดของ Irresistible Boss: Succumbing to Your Touch: บทที่ 881 - บทที่ 890

Richard's POVI walked into Patrick's house holding hands with Anabel, and my mother came running to embrace her."My dear, how are you?" My mother examined Anabel and grimaced in disgust when she saw the thin mark on her neck. "Good heavens, this went too far. Come, let's sit down."My mother walked away with her arm around Anabel, who was trying to assure her she was fine. I sat on the couch next to Del and only then noticed my sister's bandaged arms."Is that really necessary? You look like King Tut's mummy." I laughed and she scowled at me."It's like I've gone back in time watching you two come home from school all scraped up from fighting in the street! My God, where did I go wrong raising you, Adele?" My mother looked at my sister with disgust.Adele was always getting into fights at school, always going to settle scores and giving more than she got. And I always came home with a black eye because I'd gone to defend my little sister."In my defense, I need to say that Rick wasn'

Richard's POVAfter we left Patrick's house, I took Anabel home and showered her with affection and care. She needed to know she was loved and wanted, and I did my best to make her feel that way. I managed to take her worries away, at least for that night. The next morning, she was already distracted and downcast again."Pretty girl, what's wrong? Share with me what's making you feel this way." I lifted her from the chair where she was sitting next to me, placed her on my lap, and stroked her hair."Everything that happened yesterday worries me, Rick," she sighed. "They're bad people, and I'd hate myself if they hurt any of you because of me, especially you!" She touched my face gently. "And look what he did to your eye. You shouldn't have stepped in front.""And let that monster lay a hand on you, Ana? Never! I'll always step in to stop him. How dare he punch a woman, with the force of a horse's kick no less! No, no! I'll kill him before he touches you again!""Don't talk like that, y

Lionel's POVDamn it all! When that idiot doorman called me, I thought it was my big chance to get my hands on that little bastard. He gave me all the information about the service entrance and even gave me the key that opened her apartment's service door. There was no way it could go wrong, but it did! I just didn't know how.As soon as I got off that elevator, I noticed the police activity and heard the officer grilling the doorman. So I hid in the janitor's closet, that tiny place full of buckets and brooms and cleaning products. As soon as it was possible, I checked and the police were no longer with the doorman, so I called him and he helped me leave the building through the garage, which was deserted - they were still searching inside the building.From the car, I called Isidore and gave the order for him to go to my house. There I gathered all the employees and Ilana and instructed that everyone should confirm to whoever asked that I hadn't left the house that day. Later I would

Lionel's POVAfter the investigator left, I put that unpleasant box in the safe, along with the other letters I had already received. I needed to think about what to do with Irina, but that bitch would pay dearly for this betrayal.I closed the safe and went to the living room to call that useless Isidore. I found him talking to Ilana. Ilana... could this girl know about her mother's sordid little story? No, it wasn't possible. Ilana was a good girl, an innocent young woman. I highly doubted she could be complicit in her mother's frivolous behavior. Well, I also didn't believe Irina could betray me, and here I am, completely cuckolded! Ah, I would find out, and if Ilana knew and was complicit in her mother's whoring around, she too would regret deceiving me like this."Daddy!" Ilana stood up and came toward me. "The lawyer is telling me about the surname case. Daddy, we're not going to lose the Lancaster name, are we?!"She looked at me with big frightened eyes, and I examined her face

Donald's POVAs planned, early in the evening I met up with the guys at Patrick's house. He had a very nice game room and when I arrived, everyone was already there. After the arrival courtesy, Patrick showed me where everything was and made me feel at home."Aren't your parents joining us?" I asked, noticing the absence of Patrick's father and Attila."No, they accepted an invitation from my mother and her husband. They're probably getting wasted on wine," Henry shook his head with a smile as if remembering something. "The last time my mother gathered her friends, her little party lasted three days. They say those gatherings are memorable, but from what I've managed to find out, they're real parties.""That sounds fun," I commented."Yeah, but it's forbidden for anyone under fifty-five," Patrick laughed. "I really want to know what goes on there.""Only after fifty-five and we still have a long way to go. For now, settle for poker," Henry teased his friend."Since I don't have the gos