Semua Bab Abandoned by my ex, I accept his boss proposal : Bab 71 - Bab 80

Chapter 71Richard's Pov I never thought Samantha still had so much effect on me until she said those words. Her voice, soft yet filled with a desperate hunger, pierced right through the calm I had worked so hard to build around myself. I felt the connection — the old spark, the pull, the raw lust — but I’m not stupid or weak enough to betray Lily like this. Sam is my past. She should remain there, buried in memories I’ve long tried to forget.“What did you just say?” I asked, needing to be sure I heard her correctly. It sounded almost surreal.She bit her lip nervously, her eyes flickering between hope and fear. “Richard... please. Make love to me. I need to feel your touch. I need you, Richie,” she said shamelessly, like the past was alive again, right there between us.I stood up from the chair, creating distance between us. The room suddenly felt smaller, suffocating. How could she be so bold? Did she think I would betray Lily — the woman who had given me her trust, her love? I s

Chapter 73Lily's povI quickly dialed his number after reading the message. And luckily, this time around, he picked.“Hello, Chard, how bad is it?”There was a brief pause on the other end. I could hear movement, maybe the rustle of papers or someone speaking in the background. Then his deep, steady voice came through.“I don’t want to scare you, Lily... but I’m starting to think this wasn’t just a break-in. It was deliberate.”“A deliberate act? That’s insane,” I said, already standing up from my office chair, heart racing. “You mean someone targeted your warehouse... on purpose?”“Yes. Whoever did this knew exactly what they were looking for. They went straight for the secured vault. They knew where to find it, how to disable the silent alarm, and avoided every single camera angle except one at the back. And even that was almost useless. These weren’t amateurs.”I felt my knees weaken and I leaned against the edge of my desk. “Wait—Richard, is this about the project you told me ab

Chapter 75Richard's Pov Exactly three weeks ago today, my warehouse was broken into. Rare raw materials—ones that cost millions and are essential for my latest billion-dollar project—were stolen in the dead of night. The security breach wasn’t just a simple robbery; it was a calculated strike on my empire. As a billionaire with influence in multiple industries, I’ve seen my fair share of threats, but this one cut deep.The alarm system was disabled with expert precision. The security cameras recorded a shadowy figure, but the image was so corrupted by interference that not even my elite cyber security team could identify the intruder. It was as if someone had planned this heist down to the smallest detail—someone who knew exactly how to disappear without a trace.Despite my resources and connections, the investigation hit a dead end. No leads, no evidence. The silence was deafening.I knew I had to confront the client whose project depended entirely on those materials. He was no ord

Chapter 77Richard's Pov By the time I got home, it was almost 11:30 p.m. I expected Lily to be fast asleep. As usual, my security guards were alert, standing firmly at their posts. I motioned for them to gather around as I stepped out of the car.“I need all eyes open,” I said in a firm tone. “With the recent developments, I don’t want any surprises. Inform me immediately if there’s even the slightest suspicious movement around here.”“Yes, sir,” they echoed in unison.I gave them a curt nod and headed inside.The house was quiet. When I reached the bedroom, I opened the door gently, expecting to find Lily asleep—but she wasn’t. She was sitting up, wrapped in a blanket, her eyes instantly lighting up when she saw me.“My love, you’re back?”Her voice was soft, filled with relief.“Hey, love,” I smiled, and opened my arms for her. she walked into my arms and leaned into me without hesitation, and for a moment, I allowed myself to forget everything—the stress, the danger, the unknown

Chapter 79Lily's Pov.The week went by so fast it felt like a blur—mostly because Richard was hardly ever home. He came back late and exhausted almost every night, the weight of something unseen pressing down on him. Some mornings, he was already gone before I even opened my eyes. Still, he never left without a note—short, handwritten ones with “I love you” tucked in like a whisper of reassurance. I clung to them, needing the reminder more than I liked to admit.Something about him had changed lately. It wasn’t just the long hours or his silence. It was the look in his eyes when he thought I wasn’t watching—distant, preoccupied. And though he claimed everything was fine, deep down I knew he wasn’t telling me everything about the situation with the stolen materials from the company. I could feel it in my bones.Today was Saturday, and I had hoped we’d finally have a few quiet hours together. Maybe brunch in the garden, laughter in the kitchen, or just lying on the couch like we used t