Semua Bab Owned By My Best Friend's Uncle: Bab 101 - Bab 110

(Kai’s POV)I ended the call with a slow exhale, his image—Vivian in my mind—lingering like a sweet ache. I rested my hand against my desk, smirking as the mental replay played on loop. The way she’d blushed when I’d teased her about the lingerie set… it had been a simple act, but the heat flicked through me. I pictured her in it now: soft bra straps, lace hugging her curves—deliberate choices I’d made for her. She’d looked beautiful, irresistible. Why had I sent it? Why not?A note of guilt fluttered, quickly swept away by the more primal side of me. Because beneath the impulse lay desire and protectiveness—something I refused to call love.“You’re grinning like a fool.”Willem’s voice brought me back. I manipulated my features into neutrality and lifted my gaze to him. He’d strolled in without warning, sat down in the guest chair opposite my desk. He never wasted time on small talk.“You look like a man in love,” he teased, voice smooth, measuring.I leaned forward in the black leat

(Vivian’s POV)“Can you stay here tonight?” Kai asked, his voice low and gravelly as he pressed himself against my back.He’d been sniffing my neck ever since we stepped into his penthouse—like a wolf in heat. I hadn’t planned on staying; after dinner, he’d insisted he had a gift, and then I’d be on my way. Instead, he’d kept me pinned to the shoe rack by the door.“Kai, I’ve already stayed here for two nights,” I protested, though my heart raced faster with every kiss he left on my neck. My fingers, trembling, dug into his arm as I tried to push him away.He growled, pressing in closer. “Yet I’m still not satisfied.”“Are you in heat?” I teased, turning my head to peek at him over my shoulder. He just grinned.He answered, “Just assume so. Are you still going to refuse me?”“Yes,” I said, mustering stubborn resolve. “With the result that I’ll be your breakfast in bed—” I trailed off, a blush creeping into my cheeks as I thought how he’d wake me with his insistent touches.He laughed—

(Vivian’s POV)“Miss Rosendale, I apologize for keeping you waiting,” Darren Raveno greeted the next morning, stepping into the room with a composed confidence. Beside him stood a tall, broad-shouldered man. Darren gestured toward him. “This is Keen—your bodyguard. He’ll be with you around the clock, but discreetly, so he won’t interfere with your daily life.”Keen tipped his head in a respectful nod. “Good morning, Miss Rosendale. I’m here to ensure your safety while remaining as unobtrusive as possible.”I offered them both a grateful smile. “Thank you, Mr. Raveno. Thank you, Keen. I really appreciate this… it means a lot.”Darren settled into a chair opposite me, looking every bit the professional protector.“Keen is one of my best. You’ll hardly notice he’s there—unless you need him.”Keen responded quietly, “That’s the idea. If at any point you feel uneasy, I’m right outside.”I nodded, feeling reassured.Darren turned to Keen. “Why don’t you go ahead and set up outside? I’ll sta

(Kai’s POV)I had been terrorized for the past few days. Packages were sent to the penthouse—a box containing a white shirt covered in blood. At the company, there were funeral wreaths, and someone even broke my car window just to place a tombstone with my name on it.No one saw who did it because every time I caught it in time and asked someone to take care of it, it always turned out to be just a delivery courier. However, the courier had no idea who hired them because everything was arranged over the phone. And the phone number used was a disposable number, so it couldn't be traced—unless the number became active again.But I knew exactly who was behind it.That bastard Adrian.His audacity in targeting me was a colossal miscalculation. I’m not weak. I refuse to face threats passively. I am Kai Wilder Reyes. I will pulverise anyone who dares to corner me. Adrian’s actions wouldn’t slip by unnoticed. I would make him regret every moment he dared to antagonise me—or anyone I protect.

(Kai’s POV)“This time I will win,” Adrian sneered, his voice echoing eerily off the cracked concrete walls. I was pinned face-down on the cold, abandoned warehouse floor, each breath a ragged gasp against the dust. The three hulking men Adrian had brought tightened their grip on my arms and legs like wild dogs around prey. My body tensed—but I refused to yield.They started beating me. I fought back fiercely; my hands struck out, my legs kicked. I tried to twist out of their grip, but every blow I landed met with a far stronger punch to my ribs or thigh. My vision blurred quickly. Abruptly, Adrian fired his gun into the air—one deafening crack that silenced everything. My flesh rippled in shock. I looked up. He pointed the gun at me: cold, vicious.“You wanted to fight, Kai?” Adrian’s tone was icy. “Fine. But if you don’t want Vivian to suffer… you’ll keep your mouth shut and do exactly what I say.” His words hit me like a crushing weight.I didn’t flinch; I only managed a low chuckl