บททั้งหมดของ Tailored For Mr Alpha's Lust : บทที่ 131 - บทที่ 140

 GIA O’LEARY  I held my breath as I took the video, keeping my phone low and steady. My hands were shaking, but I didn’t stop until I captured everything: the powder, the way she poured it into the herbs, and how quickly she stirred it like she’d done it a hundred times before. My stomach turned. Why? Why would she do something like that? What exactly was in that powder? I slowly stepped back and pressed the stop button. Then I slipped my phone into my pocket and drew in a deep breath. My heart was pounding in my chest. I needed her to think I hadn’t seen anything. I needed to play this carefully. If she sus

GIA O'LEARY I spotted Tara the moment I walked into the café.She sat in the far corner by the window, wearing all black like she was mourning someone. A sleek turtleneck, dark jeans, black gloves, and a face cap that shadowed most of her face. She looked like she’d either lost someone or was about to bury something, maybe her conscience, though I doubted she had one to begin with.I smirked to myself.I walked toward her, not rushing, letting each step echo on the floor as I passed a few half-filled tables. She looked up just as I reached her. Her lips curled into something that tried to look like a smile, but it didn’t reach her eyes. I didn’t give her a greeting, and I sure as hell didn’t ask how she was doing. I just pulled out the chair and sat.Her head tilted slightly. “Gia,” she said like she hadn’t been plotting my downfall. “You look… well.”I didn’t answer, I just shrugged. Her voice was sugar-laced, but I’d bitten into that candy before. It always came with poison in the

GIA O'LEARY I slammed the door shut harder than I meant to, the folded picture crumpled in my fist. My chest was burning, not from exhaustion, not even from pain. Just anger. Sharp, bitter, untamed anger.Tara.If she stood in front of me right now, and I had the chance, I wouldn’t even need words. I’d end her. Quietly, efficiently, without a blink of hesitation.I stormed into my room, threw the picture on the desk, and began pacing. My thoughts were a mess, circling around the situation. Why now?Why, when I was still trying to get a grip on Alan’s secrets, did I have to deal with this?I hated that I had to divide my focus. I hated feeling like someone had a string tied to each limb, pulling me in different directions, trying to tear me apart.I marched to the bathroom, undressed quickly, and stepped into the cold shower without thinking twice. I let the icy water run over my skin until my breath calmed, until the pounding in my head faded a little.I thought taking a cold shower

GIA O’LEARYFor a second, I didn’t know what to say.Camila’s words had sliced through the room like a blade, so sharp and direct that even I flinched. I turned my head slowly toward Maddison, expecting a snide comeback, but what I saw in her face wasn’t anger; it was pain, raw pain.Her lips parted slightly, like she wanted to say something but couldn’t find the right words fast enough. Her shoulders dropped, the smugness gone. Even her stance shifted from confidence to something more fragile, like she’d just stepped on a broken bottle. “I respected you,” Maddison finally said, her voice soft but strained. “Camila, I really did…. And I’d appreciate it if you could return the same energy.” Her voice was so hard that I felt she wanted to yell at her, but was just holding herself back. Camila raised a brow, unfazed by everything she had just said. She didn’t even blink, not to talk of being surprised. “Respected me?” she echoed, her tone light. “Don’t flatter yourself.”“You should at

GIA O'LEARYI didn’t realize I was running until I reached the Sitting room. My feet just kept moving fast and desperate like I could leave the image behind if I moved quickly enough. But it was stuck in my mind. Maddison in his arms. Her lips on his. And Levi just… standing there while his lips pressed on hers. Was that what he wanted all along?I tried to breathe, but my chest felt tight.The library door had closed behind me without a sound. I didn’t even think he noticed I was there.Or maybe he did, I don’t care at this rate. I shook my head, rubbing my hand over my eyes. I didn’t want to cry, after all, it’s just a relationship of medium time. But something in me cracked anyway. Pain, confusion, and frustration mixed together, dangling. Was everything he told me a lie?I turned the corner too fast and almost ran into someone.“Woah….Gia?”I blinked, recognizing the voice as Camila’sShe was standing near the stairway with her bag slung over her shoulder, her keys in her hand.