Semua Bab Trapped With The Ruthless Alpha: The Heiress Vendetta: Bab 81 - Bab 90

ADELINA'S POV My grip on the glass tightened. What did they know about Viktor? The other lady tried to steal a glance at me but was stunned to see I was staring at her The lady was older than Sylvie with a more dignified appeal. I guessed it was the rich wives' gossiping committee; age doesn't matter. She was initially stunned but later scoffed straight back at me as if saying "What are you going to do?" Lawrence said it was a business meeting, but he failed to mention gossiping rich bored ladies. I tried to take another sip of my drink, breaking eye contact with her while acting like I wasn't affected by her gaze. My eyes reluctantly glanced at Mikhail, he was still talking to Nathan but Jessica wasn't holding his arm anymore. Jessica looked pissed at something then stormed off towards Sylvie ' Interesting, but isn't she his date? ' I asked myself that same question. Why was I even interested in the first place? "It's rare to find girls your age avoi

ADELINA'S POV Mikhail's footsteps were unhurried, his hands tucked in his pockets as he walked through the dining doors to the elevator. He wasn't in a hurry and he didn't care less about anything. "Mikhail, please wait up," Perez begged, and Mikhail sighed. He was irritated without a doubt. His footsteps stopped waiting for Perez to catch up. "Say what you want to, I have plans for the night."Mikhail said lazily. Perez was crouched down trying to catch his breath. "Come on, Mikhail, we have been doing business for years, you can't just cut off because of a statement Sylvie made. You know how important Genesis is for the success of this project." Perez explained, trying to make sense to Mikhail. Honestly, Mikhail's actions seemed a bit rash to me, but I also know he was not the type to make rash actions. If not he would not be at the Pinnacle of the business world "I understand that was why I agreed on the collaboration in the first place knowing it wasn'

ADELINA'S POV. The air felt heavy in my lungs; my eyes could not avert from those blue orbs that had me spellbound. His gaze was clear like pearls, and the clicking sounds of the seat belt echoed as it was clicked open. "What are you doing, Mikhail?" I asked, and my voice came out shaky. He didn't answer me, but his gaze didn't flatter either. My breath hitched when his hand touched my skin, the sparks spreading like a wild virus that weakened my legs. Both of his hands slipped under my skirts, and he didn't do anything, but the feeling of his hands on my bare skin was driving me insane. I bit my lips scared a moan would escape my lips. I could not succumb to his touch or let myself melt so easily. His hands grabbed my waist, and the next thing I knew, I was seated on his lap. His face was so close, so tempting. My heart went out of control without an invitation and my cheeks were the brightest red ever. He smirked at me, that evil smile had me completely u

ADELINA'S POV I stood by the window watching Asher. He eventually left a few minutes later when Petra got home, and they spoke for a while. The door clicked open as she stepped in. Her eyes fell on me, who had been watching all along. "Did something happen between you and Asher?" She asked. I saw no need to hide things from Petra, so I gave her a summarised version. "Kimberly is blackmailing me. I should keep my distance." I stated then marched up the stairs. ***** My mind was spacey and I could not concentrate much on the class. Mr Simon was next to the board giving his lecture when my phone vibrated with a WhatsApp text notification. It was Petra who was seated next to me. She had a goofy smile on her face. My eyes narrowed at her as I picked up my phone to check the text. Petra: Have you heard what happened to Thomas? I was confused, Thomas was the scumbag that harassed me the night I was drunk. Adel: Haven't heard a thing. After the mes

ADELINA'S POV Kimberly could not possibly be working with Viktor. Is it highly unlikely or was Flynn up to something? Had he always had these pictures but never used them until now? Marino Omerta was dead and there was no one to save the standing heiress. "What do you have to say now?" He asked me with a greasy smile, thinking he had me in a corner. It wasn't a lie because, in the right hands, it was enough to corner me, but it wasn't completely hopeless. There were times when I was in the wrong place at the wrong time. Moments with my father were like being at a port when an illegal shipment arrived or at a desolate warehouse where a crime was committed. There were times Father was showing me snippets of our world. His words were, "This isn't a place for a sweet girl like you." Things that could incriminate me as an accessory or accomplice to the crime even when I didn't partake in it. "I have nothing to say until I have a lawyer." My resolve was