All Chapters of Trapped With The Ruthless Alpha: The Heiress Vendetta: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

ADELINA'S POV Lawrence's car was a silver BMW, a previous year's model, and to admit, he was being paid pretty well. "Where do you live?" Lawrence asked with a polite smile as he unlocked the car. He seemed like a nice person compared to the rumours of him being a stern, workaholic management staff. "Golf estate by Ava Street," I replied; the car beeped open, and Lawrence pulled open the door to the driver's seat. "We should start leaving then. I stay by Falcon Lane." Falcon Lane was in the opposite direction from Ava Street. I nodded, and my hand reached out to open the passenger's seat door when the elevator dinged. I was surprised that someone was still in the company now. The door slid open, and my eyes immediately met his blue eyes. We were far apart but our eyes meeting felt natural Then the nervousness kicked in, I didn't understand why. There was no reason to be nervous, but I still felt that way, like I was doing something wrong. "Adel, we

ADELINA'S POV Over the weekend, the scandal quickly faded away, with blogs withdrawing the post, some going as far as apologising. Something was off but I was glad at least that was over. Things at school were still awkward since, one way or the other, I had become popular in school. Too popular for my good it felt like eyes were on me no matter where I went. The old wooden table creaked slightly, the joints shaky from prolonged use. The school library was quiet and the only place I could have peace away from everything. We had research work I was working on; although most of these books were online, it cost a good amount to access the information. My seat was surrounded by shelves of dusty books that seemed to stretch up to the ceiling. The air was thick with the smell of old paper and leather bindings. I breathed it in deeply, feeling a sense of calm wash over me. The only sounds that could be heard were the flipping sounds of paper and the photocopying machine

ADELINA'S POV With a sharp reprimand I was sent off, the files were pressed against my chest as I stepped into the elevator. I planned on dropping off at Lawrence's office first since his office was on a lower floor compared to Mikhail's office. I previously thought he was on the same floor but he was a management staff. The elevator slid open and started to move, the entire time my mind was in a haze wondering how I was going to face him. I was just going to casually give the file to his secretary then leave. Easy peasy. The door dinged as it opened, I stepped out and quickly found my way to Lawrence's office. It was a management floor so it wasn't crowded. "Good day, I am here to drop a file with Mr Owens", I informed the secretary who was busy with her work. She spared me a glance. I was expecting her to just take the file but unexpectedly she told me to go in. "He is expecting the file. You can go in." She instructed. I nodded then walked towards the d

ADELINA'S POV Mishka, there was something about that silly name that felt magnetic. Why was he calling me a bear? "I think you are mistaken, Lawrence and I are not that close, even if we were, it means nothing to you." My tongue rolled off words effortlessly. Mikhail's smirk grew, he seemed amused. God, he had no idea how hard it was for me to stand by his side resisting all this tension. I could feel his presence on my skin and that evil smirk that didn't reflect his eyes was dangerous. Subtle sparks, which could be ignored, ignited on my chin, and his finger pressed my chin as he forced me to meet his gaze. "It has everything to do with me, this is my company and I don't want a mindless fight between my staff for something fleeting...." He leaned in, his lips barely brushing against my ears, but I could feel the faint sparks only his touch could give me. "Love and lust are completely different things, Mishka. Don't get them mixed up all you might be burned b

ADELINA'S POV She had exotic mixed features, wavy black hair, sharp silver doe eyes that looked blue because of her blue dress and a very curvy body. "Is Perez bothering someone again?" The lady chimed with an amused look. She was faking an angry expression. Perez smiled, his hand circled her waist once she was close enough. "I wasn't bothering anyone, Ma Perle, you are the only one I like to annoy. Isn't that right, Mikhail?" He sweetly talked to his wife. "I find it hard to believe, you love pissing people off Perez. You are not a good example for children." Mrs Ashford sneered. Perez was a few years older than Mikhail, he should be at most 30 years old from his online profile, but he looked 25 years old. While his little goddess, I had no idea how old she was. I have learnt not to judge beautiful people by how they look. Mikhail, who looks 24 years old or 25 years old, was definitely older. What made people think Mikhail was not of his age was his matu