Semua Bab My Father's Rival Is My Lover : Bab 1 - Bab 10

Cassie chugged down the glass of whiskey in one go and signaled the bartender for another. The bartender slid over to her and side-eyed her while he refilled her whiskey before leaving her alone. Cassie didn't blame him for judging her. She was a young woman in the bar alone who had been chugging down glass after glass of whiskey. She would judge herself too if she wasn't in the situation she was in right now. But alas she was in this situation and just wanted to drink it all away so she didn't care about anyone judging her. She picked up the glass of whiskey and swirled it around. As she did the images from earlier flashed in her head and she downed the entire glass in annoyance. She signaled the bartender again. "Just leave the bottle", she told the bartender this time when he came to refill her glass.Again, he gave her that judgemental look but dropped the bottle, which was all Cassie cared about. She poured herself another drink and downed it. She was feeling tipsy no

Damon smiled to himself in the backseat of his car. Adrian, his assistant who was driving, looked at his smiling face from the rearview mirror of the car and was stunned. Damon hardly smiled, what could have gotten him to smile that widely? It was strange to see."I heard the meeting went badly yesterday but seeing such a big smile on your face, I'm beginning to wonder if I heard correctly", Adrian told him and Damon immediately stopped smiling."What are you talking about?", Damon asked coolly."What smile?""That smile. The one that was on your face just a minute ago", Adrian insisted."There was no smile. You should focus on the road", Damon told him and Adrian pretended to be hurt."Oh o, and I was so worried last night thinking you were in a bad shape and I wasn't there to comfort you but it seems like you were able to comfort you all right. All my worries and sleepless nights were in vain", Adrian pouted."What are you talking about? If you don't stop talking, I'll fire you", Da

Cassie wasn’t prepared for this. The air in the grand ballroom was thick with power and quiet competition, but nothing compared to the charged tension crackling between her and the man standing across the room.Damon Turner.Her one-night stand.Her father’s biggest rival.Her biggest problem.Cassie’s breath caught in her throat as their eyes locked. Damon was watching her like a predator who had just spotted his prey, his sharp features unreadable, but his amusement was evident. He was toying with her, enjoying her discomfort.Damn him.She hadn’t known what to expect when she agreed to attend the Under 30 Gala, but it certainly wasn’t running into the man she had paid to disappear from her life.A slow smirk tugged at Damon’s lips.He knew.Of course, he knew.Cassie tightened her grip on her champagne flute, forcing herself to stay composed. She had faced boardrooms full of ruthless businessmen, navigated high-stakes negotiations, and built a reputation as one of the fiercest youn

The silence in the conference room was suffocating. Cassie’s pulse drummed in her ears as her father paced the length of the room, his jaw tight with frustration. Damon leaned against the table, arms crossed, his face a mask of control. But Cassie knew him well enough to see the storm brewing behind his gaze.Richard Steele’s parting words echoed in her mind twenty-four hours.Twenty-four hours before everything her father had built was ripped apart.Cassie swallowed hard and forced herself to think clearly. “Dad, we need to see those documents. If Steele has fabricated evidence, we can fight back.”William Monroe exhaled sharply. “You think I haven’t tried? His sources are airtight. He’s not bluffing.”Damon’s voice was calm, but there was steel beneath it. “There’s always a way to dismantle a threat.”William turned to him, his expression unreadable. “And why should I trust you?”Damon didn’t flinch. “Because if Monroe Industries falls, so does everything I’m fighting for.” His gaze

Cassie’s heart pounded as she stood on the balcony of Damon’s penthouse, the cool night air brushing against her skin. The city sparkled below, a sea of lights stretching endlessly. But her thoughts weren’t on the breathtaking view. They were on Damon. On what they had done. On what they had become.She had kissed him. No, she had surrendered to him.And it wasn’t just a fleeting moment of passion. It was something deeper. Something undeniable.She turned her head slightly, catching sight of him through the reflection in the glass doors. Damon stood inside, his suit jacket discarded, the top buttons of his shirt undone, revealing the hard lines of his chest. His hands were tucked into his pockets, but his gaze was locked onto her, intense, unreadable.Cassie swallowed hard. She had spent so much time fighting him, resisting what was between them. But standing here now, the weight of everything they had been through pressing on her, she wasn’t sure she had the strength to fight anymore.