Semua Bab Your Lips to Mine #5: The Billionaire's Heart on Trial: Bab 21 - Bab 30

The day had come. The moment I had feared, yet knew was inevitable. As we prepared for the final round of the trial, something in the air felt different—charged with an unspoken intensity. Every day leading up to this point had felt like an uphill battle, but today, it felt as if we were standing on the edge of something far greater than just a legal victory. Today, everything would change. Dominic was unusually quiet as he sat across from me in the small conference room, his eyes fixed on the documents scattered across the table. His posture was tense, shoulders stiff, and I could feel the weight of his thoughts pressing down on him. The trial was entering its final stages, and Adrian, despite his attempts to bury the truth, was still lurking in the shadows, waiting for his moment to strike. I had grown accustomed to seeing Dominic as a man of immense strength, someone who could handle any crisis with cold precision. But today, I saw something else—something more vulnerable. For al

The days after Adrian’s arrest felt surreal. Everything had changed in the blink of an eye, and yet, nothing felt the same. The courtroom had emptied, the crowds had dispersed, and the media had moved on to the next big scandal. But for me, the fight wasn’t over—not really. My body was exhausted, my mind still reeling from the months of relentless work, the fear, the tension, the long hours of digging through dirt to uncover the truth. The victory was supposed to feel like a triumph. The case had been one of the most high-profile of my career, and in many ways, it was my defining moment as a lawyer. Adrian Hayes had been arrested, his empire of lies crumbling beneath the weight of the evidence we had painstakingly gathered. Dominic’s name had been cleared. The company’s reputation restored. And yet, despite everything that had been accomplished, a hollow emptiness settled deep within me, a gnawing feeling I couldn’t shake. I sat at my desk late one evening, the soft hum of the city

The air inside the elevator seemed to hum with the weight of anticipation as the doors slowly closed behind me. Every little sound—a breath, the soft tap of my shoes against the floor—felt amplified in the silence of my thoughts. I wasn’t nervous, not exactly. But there was something undeniably electric about tonight, something that made the simple act of going to dinner with Dominic feel like stepping onto a path I wasn’t sure I was ready for. A path I wasn’t sure I wanted to walk alone. I could still feel the pulse of the months we had spent in each other’s lives, the tension, the distrust, and—somewhere underneath it all—a simmering attraction that neither of us had ever dared to acknowledge. But tonight, everything felt different. It wasn’t about business anymore. It wasn’t about the case, the legal battles, or the dark corners of the world we had both reluctantly stepped into. It was just… us. And the thought was both comforting and terrifying. When the elevator doors slid open

The days blurred together in a haze of paperwork, meetings, and a constant undercurrent of pressure. As much as I tried to separate my personal life from my work, the line between the two was beginning to thin. Every time I stepped into the office, I felt the weight of the choices I had made, both professionally and personally. The case against Adrian was over, the company was stable, and Dominic’s name had been cleared, but it didn’t feel like victory. Not entirely. I sat at my desk, the afternoon sun casting a warm glow over the room. It was a beautiful day outside, but I hadn’t stepped out of my office in hours. I couldn’t. There was too much to do, too many things left unfinished. The files in front of me seemed endless—every legal issue that had been put on the back burner during the chaos now had to be addressed. It was overwhelming, and no matter how many hours I spent here, it never seemed to be enough. I rubbed my temples, trying to push through the fatigue that was startin

I couldn’t believe it. The world seemed to tilt slightly as I sat across from Dominic, the weight of his words settling in around me like a fog I couldn’t shake. “Will you be my partner?” he asked, his voice calm, but I could hear the weight of it in his words. The intensity. The hope. It wasn’t just a casual question. It was a proposition that would change everything. And yet, as simple as it sounded, I was thrown into a whirlwind of emotions that made it hard to breathe. His words hung in the air between us, and for a moment, I couldn’t speak. My heart raced, my mind spun with confusion and intrigue. This wasn’t what I had expected. We had talked about everything from our shared past to the future, but this? This felt different. It felt too important to take lightly. “Partner?” I finally managed to whisper, my voice sounding smaller than I intended. I couldn’t help it. The idea felt foreign, almost surreal. “What do you mean by that?” Dominic leaned forward slightly, his eyes lo