บททั้งหมดของ HIDDEN FLAMES: A Billionaire's Secret Love Game : บทที่ 81 - บทที่ 90

The following day, I entered the office to find Adrian already immersed in his work. He sat at his desk, fingers flying across the keyboard, his brows furrowed in concentration.“Don’t tell me you’re drafting a business pitch already,” I said as I stepped into his office.He didn’t look up. “Of course, I am. Bennett’s a meticulous guy. If we don’t follow up with something solid, yesterday’s effort goes to waste.”I settled into the chair across from him. “And by ‘we,’ I assume you mean me doing half the work?”He smirked, finally glancing up. “I’d say it’s closer to seventy-thirty, in my favor.”I rolled my eyes. “You’re impossible.”“Efficient,” he corrected, pushing a stack of papers toward me. “Here’s what I’ve drafted so far. Let me know if you find any gaps.”I picked up the documents and scanned through them. Adrian’s pitch was precise and ambitious, but it lacked the personal touch Bennett seemed to value.“Don’t you think this is a little too... cold?” I asked, tapping the pag

Adrian sat at his desk, a pile of untouched paperwork scattered in front of him. His fingers drummed against the surface of the table absentmindedly, the click-clack of his rings echoing in the otherwise silent office. The glass walls provided a stunning view of the bustling city below, but it all felt distant to him now. The lights of the city blinked like tiny stars, reminding him of how far away he was from the things that used to matter.He picked up a pen, twirling it between his fingers, but it didn’t bring him any comfort. His mind kept drifting to Mia—the last time they had been together, her tear-streaked face as she walked out the door. He had tried to convince himself that giving her space was the right thing to do, but now, sitting here in the quiet, he wasn’t so sure.How did it come to this? He thought, clenching his jaw. He’d always been sure of himself, confident in his decisions, but when it came to Mia, it was like everything he’d known had been turned upside down.H

Mia sat in the cozy corner of the small café, her favorite spot by the window where the soft sunlight filtered through the dusty blinds. It was a Saturday morning, and the little town had a peaceful, almost nostalgic feel to it. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee and baked goods filled the air, making her feel at ease. She hadn’t had many moments like this in the past few weeks, where everything felt calm and unhurried. It was a welcome change from the whirlwind of emotions she had been drowning in.She tugged at the hem of her cardigan, her fingers brushing the fabric as she gazed out the window, lost in her thoughts. She had been coming to this café for weeks now, trying to reclaim a sense of normalcy, something she hadn’t had in years. And yet, despite the peace of this small town, her mind was still heavy, weighed down by unanswered questions and feelings that she couldn’t shake.Ethan slid into the chair across from her with a grin that could make anyone’s heart skip a beat. He h

The day started like any other—sunlight filtering through the tall windows of the little café where I’d spent most of my mornings since moving to this small town. I had always been a creature of habit. My routine was simple, my life quiet, but it had its charm. I had learned to enjoy the small things—like the sound of the coffee machine humming in the background or the warmth of a mug against my hands. And yet, today felt different. Maybe it was the way Ethan had been acting lately or the way my own heart had been stirring in ways I wasn’t ready to admit.The café was practically empty when I walked in, save for a few scattered patrons. I took my usual seat by the window, the view of the bustling street outside grounding me. I needed the calm of this place. Life had been anything but calm lately. The shift in my relationship with Ethan was unmistakable, and every time he looked at me with that soft gaze, it made my chest tighten in ways I didn’t want to acknowledge. My emotions were a

Adrian wasn’t kidding when he said he wouldn’t leave.Everywhere I went in this small town, I felt his presence like an unwelcome shadow. At the bakery where I picked up my morning bread, at the park where I went to clear my head, and even at the quaint little bookstore that had always been my sanctuary. It was like Adrian was weaving himself into the fabric of my world, piece by piece.At first, I told myself it was just coincidence. But when he appeared for the third time in two days, leaning against the counter at the coffee shop where I worked part-time, I knew better. He was watching me. Following me. Waiting.And it wasn’t just me who noticed.Ethan caught on quickly. He always did.“You can’t just let him hang around like this, Mia,” Ethan said as he leaned back against my porch railing, his arms crossed and his face drawn in frustration. The golden light of the setting sun painted the hills behind him, casting long shadows across the yard.“I’m not letting him do anything,” I