Semua Bab My Father-In-Law's Craziest Obsession: Bab 41 - Bab 50

Sansa’s POV I couldn't help the heat that crept up my cheeks. Beautiful? Well, I wasn't feeling very beautiful after the day I had. But I managed a smile and nodded, “thank you." He shook hands with Ellen politely and then she offered him a seat across me. “I guess you both know each other," she said. I nodded. I'd heard about the Alexander family. Who wouldn't? He was one of the top tier families in the city. They'd been in wealth for years and many suspected that they had ties in the underworld. But no one was so sure. “Of course, I've heard of the Vale family Heiress. But no one told me just how beautiful she really was." He winked. “You flatter me," I replied with a smile. “I mean every single word," he insisted and looked at me in that way that made me want to rub my thighs together. Damn, he was handsome. He looked cute and innocent and I couldn't help smiling more at him. Ellen suddenly cleared her throat with a knowing smile and then said, “Now that we have the i

Sansa's POV I almost didn't show up. “Is he threatening me?" I hissed as I paced my bedroom. What would he do? I knew Winston could hurt me. He was in fact the only safe thing about my current chaotic life. But knew he had his ways of messing with my head. Ways that would leave me drained and begging for more. “Damn it!" I hissed and decided to do as he said. Slowly, I moved to my closet and picked out a dress. It wasn’t bravery that dragged me upstairs to the penthouse floor, it was pure survival. I was trying to not get on his bad side. I was avoiding trouble, avoiding more drama with him. And maybe, avoiding the fire Winston Wolfe kept setting inside me every time he looked at me.As I got to the elevator and stepped in, I smoothed my hands over the simple navy blouse and pencil skirt I wore for work. The elevator chimed softly as it reached the penthouse. I stepped out into the part of the mansion I hadn't seen before. The floor-to-ceiling windows framed the balcony

Sansa’s POVI stood frozen as Winston’s eyes widened at the sight of her, coughing blood and now unconscious in his arms. Was she dead? Was she finally dead? I didn't feel as pleased as I wanted. I pitied her. "Get the nurse! Now!" he barked to the guards outside the penthouse door.My heart raced painfully against my ribs as I stared at Eleanor. She was slumped forward, coughing violently, blood staining her pale lips and chin. Although her eyes were closed, her body kept twitching as the blood poured down her lips. The sight of it made my stomach twist uncomfortably, a spike of fear shooting through me.What would Winston do if she died? She'd said she had a few months to live after all. What if she was wrong? What if the cancer had gotten worse? “Where the fuck are the doctors?!" Winston bellowed angrily. “I've just called for the estate clinic, the doctor will be here shortly," the maid replied hurriedly. I was frozen, I couldn't say a word. Moments later, the door bur

Sansa's POV The road blurred as I sat in the backseat of the cab. It was slightly cold that morning and I could see the dew clinging to my hair but I couldn’t feel a thing. My arms were wrapped tightly around myself, as if that alone could stop the tremble running through my body. I was dying inside. The shame, the confusion, the rawness of everything I had just done, it clung to me like a second skin. I hadn’t picked up my bag from the office. Hadn’t returned Ellen’s calls. Even as I sat in the backseat of the car, my phone rang again and again, but each time I saw her name flash across the screen, shame crawled up my throat like a lizard. What would I even say?"Hey, I went ahead and slept with my business partner. That thing we said we’d never do? I did it."Shit. I couldn’t say that. Not to her. Not to myself. It sounded pathetic. Just like I felt. “We're here," the cab driver said as we pulled close to the Wolfe Estate. I nodded, paid him by transfer and moved out of the

Sansa’s POVThe moment I saw the photos, the world tilted.My fingers trembled, my throat closed, my vision blurred and splintered like shattered glass.I couldn’t breathe.What?! He wasn't lying. Christian really wasn't lying when he said he'd had his way with me. But why was it in the photo? Who took pictures of us? Did Christian do this? My hands shook as I tried to pick up the phone and call Ellen. Or maybe Christian himself. But what would I say? What was I going to tell him? The shame froze me in place. I didn’t even realize Winston had come out of the bathroom until I heard the soft shuffle of his feet on the carpet behind me.Gone was the man who had held me, who had kissed me like I was the center of his universe.I didn't see him the same way right now. In fact, I wanted to run. A towel hung low on his waist, his body was still glistening from the shower and a lazy, crooked smile tugged at his lips as his eyes found me.“Sansa,” he said, voice low, amused. “You look li