All Chapters of Desperate Measures: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Aldo sat in his office as he massaged his head. He knew that his life had never been like this. There was a time when he had countless people on his side. If only he knew that whatever he did was not going to be enough to keep them by his side when things got difficult, he would have known to keep his distance. But he didn't. He let all of them in on his life, and look where he ended up. It wasn’t even an experience that he wanted to talk about. And that was why whenever Aria brought it up, he was always annoyed. He preferred keeping matters like that at bay. But she always liked to bring it up. He couldn’t keep trying to correct her. Another reason he was thankful for having Liya around. She always seemed to make things better at the house with her quirky jokes and the banging body that she usually hid behind all those clothes. He opened his eyes immediately, at the thought of her body. He didn’t want to have to start jerking off there in the office. He was very much ready to do wh

Liya couldn’t breathe as she took one step further with Kay. There was so much that she wanted to say, but she couldn’t even do that. She wished that she had stayed at home with Aldo. She couldn’t help but regret not staying back to talk to him more. Or hug Aria longer. But then, there wasn’t an assurance that everything was going to go the way she wanted. There was also a chance that she was going to be asked to go back home. It was possible that she was going to be sent home and forget that she had ever done something like that.For some reason, she even nursed the idea to abandon it and forget that the whole thing happened. She wanted to slip into bed and beg Aldo to hold her close. And even if he did something like laugh at her, she was sure that she wasn’t even going to mind. She just didn’t know what she was thinking in the first place when she agreed to get involved. Now, she couldn’t even stop it from happening. But then, her aim didn’t change. She wanted to help Aldo recover,

Aldo felt his hands curl and uncurl countless times. He couldn’t deny the fact that he was genuinely scared for Liya. The location on her tracker was showing Damian’s club, but he didn’t know what to think when he didn't have his eyes on her. There was a moment where she was at a place for a particular amount of time, and anxiety almost swallowed him whole by the second.He wanted to put in a device to help him hear whatever was going on there, but he didn’t even if he lied to Liya that he did. He was trusting her. More than he wanted to. He could only hope that she wasn’t going to break his trust because he knew that if one more person broke his trust, he was going to turn to the ruthless beast they were all keeping him from being. And he wasn’t going to let anyone try to tame him. He exhaled one more time as he walked out of his car. He had stayed there for five minutes, trying to practice how not to transfer his frustration onto Aria. “Good evening sir,” Melinda said, and he gave

Liya sighed as she walked into her new small apartment. It was nothing less than she had imagined. Aldo wanted to get her an accommodation in one of the best apartments around. But then, he wanted to make it as believable as it should be. And that was the only reason why she was stuck in the little place. She switched on the light and kicked off her shoes, more than ready to collapse on the couch and let her legs catch a break. She had been on her feet the whole night and she was exhausted.“Welcome home, love,” she heard from behind her, making her jump in fear, turning to see Aldo seated on one of the chairs. He was dressed in casual clothes. “W-what are you doing here?” She asked, trying to calm her racing heart. He raised an eyebrow like the question was weird, as he stood up to meet her. “Are you not happy to see me?” He asked, and she wrapped her hands around him. He was the first breath of fresh air that she had had in hours. Sweat and alcohol were the only things she smelle

What did they mean by she had to sign an NDA? Was the threat of death not enough? She had spent minutes pacing the living room. Aldo had to hold her for a while, trying to assure her that she was going to be fine. Liya couldn’t wrap her head around the reason why Damian was going to like her. All she did the night was serve drinks. He had only seen her as Irene for a night. She understood that there were CCTVs around the club. Every single inch. That was one of the things that had discouraged her. But then, she was still willing to take the risk. And even with how low-key she had tried being, he just had to do this. She lowered her head. It wasn’t exactly her time to check in. Somehow, the club was always open. Those blue lights were always on. There was always a DJ. It didn’t matter the time. Her heart seemed to beat in rhythm with the music. “Where are you going?” One of the guards asked, pushing her back like she was nothing. She raised her head immediately, and they both steppe