All Chapters of Love Rewritten: Chasing Her Back: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

♛ Aurora: Lancaster sat back on his seat as he opened the folder and glanced through the files in it. I had no idea what he was looking at, and just like me every other single investor in the meeting room was eager to know what it was. Especially since we all watched Lancaster’s expression slowly morph into something else. Completely different from the blank expression he had stepped in with, or the assuring smile he had spared me when he sat on his seat and the meeting started. After a moment, he dropped the folder on the table, and his gaze fell on me almost immediately. From the look in his eyes I could tell he was surprised but also relieved at what he saw on the file. Probably surprised that the direct person under me was the one trying to bring down my work. As for relief… I had no idea why. Reid was first to reach for the folder since he was closer to it. He took it, and my gaze slid to him as he slowly read the content, flipping through images continuously. His exp

♛ Aurora: My eyes widened in surprise, but I didn't pull away. Actually, I couldn't. Or rather, I didn't want to. Adrian's lips tipped up into a smile, as he slowly trapped me to the door with his body, covering me completely. The moment our lips met, the world outside that room dissolved. Adrian’s lips moved with quiet demand, like he’d been holding back far too long. One hand came to rest against my waist, the other grazing my jaw, and in that second, I forgot why I had planned to keep my distance. He deepened the kiss, slowly, and nibbled on my lower lips. A wince escaped my mouth, but then he licked the spot, and I felt my fingers tighten around the fabric of his shirt. My body leaned into his without thinking. There was heat in the way he touched me possessively. Protective. As if he had been waiting for an excuse to pull me into this moment. I didn't realize how many minutes had gone past, but I was the one who pulled away first, breathless and shaken. Adrian’s gaze

♛ Aurora: The food arrived close to thirty minutes later, after waiting patiently for it. I didn’t look up when the waitress placed our plates down, but I didn’t miss the way her hands shook slightly or how she mumbled, “Enjoy your meal,” like she was halfway out already. This time around, she didn't bother sparing Adrian a glance. Probably too ashamed to, instead she spared me an apologetic look. And maybe I would have smiled at her, and accepted the apology, but I didn't miss the way her fingers were gripping her apron like she had been forced to apologize. That's when I glanced over at the island between the waitress spot and the diner, and I noticed a middle aged man was looking directly at us. I simply scoffed at the realization of what was going on. I doubted she would have apologized if she wasn't threatened. But still, how did the man who looked like their manager know? My gaze shifted to Adrian, in time to see the man spare him an apologetic nod. My brows pulled

♛Aurora:I stared at the message on my phone, my fingers felt cold around the device. My chest suddenly felt tight, and it became too difficult to breathe, like someone had wrapped their hands around my throat and was slowly squeezing.The phone slipped off of my fingers, falling heavily to the table, and my fingers reached for the edge of my desk, searching for something to hold onto.“Ms. Aurora?” Marla’s voice broke through the static in my mind. “Did something happen?”I blinked, lowering the phone slowly and meeting her gaze. I tried to keep a smile, but I realized I was failing woefully when the expression on Marla’s face deeped into serious worry.“Bonnie stole money from most of the project and left.” Marla put her thoughts into words as she slowly realized how severe the situation was.“I don’t know.” I stood up suddenly, the folder in my other hand as I tried to ignore the message I had just received from an unknown number. The last time I was messaged from an unknown numbe

♛ Aurora: I didn't realize how fast time had gone until I raised my head from the table and looked outside, before noticing it was dark already. My back ached, and my neck throbbed from sleeping in such an awkward position. Papers were scattered everywhere on my table. Most of them were notes, financial records, and printed emails. A file lay open in front of me with a red marker still clutched in my hand, smudged ink staining my fingers. I must’ve dozed off. Blinking the sleep from my eyes, I sat upright, trying to gather my thoughts. The bulb light was switched on, and I assumed it was probably Marla that turned it on before she left. A deep sigh escaped my lips, and I ran a hand over my face, letting out a slow, shaky breath. The fatigue wasn't just physical anymore; it was crawling under my skin and settling right on my chest. I was completely drained mentally because I had no idea where to go from here. I had come to the conclusion that Bonnie wasn't the on