บททั้งหมดของ The Heir of My Enemy Is My Secret Lover.: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

Chapter 11: Breathe and PretendShe was forcefully taken to the meeting room, and as soon as everyone settled into their chairs, she stood at the front with a stern look. "We are a network of lawyers, and as you know, the Romanov company, despite being at the top of the country's economy, has shown signs of possibly engaging in illegal activities. You are all aware of this, so I don't understand why you're causing such a commotion. What do you want? For us to remain the same when all of this hits the media in the future? We're making progress without the Romanovs, but if we partner with them and carry an association like that, we’ll be destroyed along with their company someday!" she asserted, and those were the last words heard in the room. Then, she left, heading to her office.Still, one of the shareholders knocked on her door. "Come in!" she called. "Ms. Bayer, we still have a question regarding this issue. Mr. Romanov called me, and I asked him to address the matter with you. H

Chapter 13: Secret Relationship“Lend me your car keys; I need to take her to the hospital,” Zen pleaded with a look of desperation.“He told me you failed—your first failure in years—but you know he doesn’t tolerate failures. And now you’re disobeying… What is it? Was it with this woman you spent the night?”“And if it was?” Zen snapped, irritated.“She’s already caused you problems, and now she’s doing it again, even if unconsciously,” the man warned, handing Zen the keys.“I’m not going to run away; I’ll face the problem I’ve caused.”“Good luck. You know I try to help you as much as I can, but this is beyond my control now. You’ve been reckless. I can’t interfere in family matters,” the man said before turning and walking away.Zen placed Lavínia on the back seat of the car and headed to the hospital, sighing heavily several times, his worry evident. When he finally arrived, she was attended to while he paced outside, walking back and forth nervously.“Zen Obedon?” the doctor calle

Cap. 15: Who Punished You?"I'm not saying anything, we’ve arrived. Even though you're exhausted, we still have to work later," he warned, his voice tinged with exhaustion that contrasted with the growing tension between them. As she opened the car door, an ironic smile curved her lips."Good luck to you. I don't need to worry about that. Just go. Don’t you need to rest and return this car that's above your expectations for life? And just so you know, it's almost nine," she said with an arrogance bordering on cruelty, turning her back on him with disdain.He watched her walk away, her slender figure disappearing into the doorway of the building."Anyone who looks would think she’s something other than a woman riding on the back of her rich friend," he thought, a bitter smile curving his lips. Before he could start the engine, the car door opened, and three men entered, sitting in the back seats. The calmness with which they did so was more terrifying than any explicit threat."Drive on

Cap. 17: You Hide, But I See You Together, they began carrying the piles of files, the silence between them heavier than the paper itself. With every movement, Zen’s pain intensified, but he ignored it, focused on helping Lavínia. They continued in silence, and this time she didn’t argue with him. She noticed he was very different from earlier in the day, even noticing a slight swelling at the side of his eyes. That look of disdain had been replaced by one of exhaustion, almost resignation. They were at the last pile when he let out a soft groan as he placed it on the ground. "For someone so young, you're really out of shape," she commented, examining him more closely. But he didn’t even respond, sweating coldly, sighing heavily several times, trying to disguise the pain consuming him. "It’s time, right? It’s time to go?" he asked, his voice firm, though a tremor betrayed him. "Yes." She replied, still observing him. When he turned to leave, she noticed a small red stain forming

Chapter 19: A StalkerLavinia was dragged to a blind spot where the light was scarce. The man let her go abruptly, but she held onto the wall, her nails leaving red marks in the paint. The air was damp and heavy, carrying a metallic smell that made her shiver."How long are you going to keep bothering me?" he asked, his voice low and hoarse echoing in the hallway."Until you understand that I won’t give in!" she asserted, her voice firm despite the fear consuming her. She pushed him with all her strength, but he grabbed her by the neck, pressing his forehead aggressively against hers. His eyes, dark and piercing, stared at her with a hatred that seemed to grow every day, as if she were the cause of all his problems."Have you forgotten our last fight? You don’t have the upper hand," he commented, his voice threatening."I might not have the physical advantage, but you can be sure that as long as you keep intimidating me, I won’t let you get anywhere!" she shouted, her voice faltering.