Lahat ng Kabanata ng BETRAYAL GAME: HIS BOSS, MY OBSESSION : Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

EVA’S POV My fingers trembled as I picked up my phone from the floor where it had fallen. The photograph still lay there, its threat burning into my mind. I swallowed the panic clawing at my throat and hit Lucas’s name. He picked up immediately. "Eva," he said, voice low and urgent. "Are you okay?" "No," I whispered, blinking back tears. "Someone was here. They left a photo… of us. They are watching me, Lucas." There was a heavy pause. "You need to come out tomorrow," he said firmly. "We can meet with Mark. He will know if there is proof or maybe gotten some evidence, something we can use to stop whoever is behind this." I shook my head fiercely, even though he could not see me. "I cannot," I said, voice cracking. "Tomorrow is my bridal and Henry’s bachelor night party. I have a dress fitting with Naomi. I cannot just disappear." Silence stretched between us. "Eva," Lucas said finally, his voice almost breaking. "This is bigger than a party." "I know," I whispered. "But I c

EVA'S POV Paris sparkled beneath us as the plane descended, a stretch of golden lights beneath a dark velvet sky. Henry squeezed my hand, eyes dancing with excitement. “We’re here,” he whispered, kissing my knuckles. “Our honeymoon.” I smiled, but it didn’t reach my eyes. At the hotel, we were led to a suite that looked like it belonged in a romance movie. Soft lighting, rose petals scattered across crisp sheets, and the faint scent of vanilla in the air. Henry came up behind me as I stood by the balcony, arms wrapping gently around my waist. “You okay?” he asked. I nodded. “Yeah. Just taking it all in.” He turned me around slowly, hands on my hips. “You’re my wife now,” he said with a soft smile. “I still can’t believe it.” He kissed me—slow and full of emotion. His lips moved over mine, and I kissed him back, letting myself be drawn into the warmth of the moment. We undressed between kisses and quiet laughter, fingers trailing over skin like whispers. There was no rush, no

HENRY’S POV The morning air inside the hotel room was quiet and still, the kind of silence that makes you want to move slowly and hold on to every moment. Sunlight filtered softly through the pale curtains, casting golden stripes over Eva’s bare shoulder where her hair spilled across the pillow. Her breathing was slow, peaceful. I didn't want to move, didn’t want to wake her just yet. These quiet mornings were rare. I carefully reached for my phone from the bedside table, hoping not to disturb her. A few notifications blinked on the screen, most of them were muted from apps I barely checked. Then one caught my eye—a group message from my old workplace, the company I work at back in Los Angeles. The message had come from the top of the chain. Lucas. Attention: Mandatory Company Event The words jumped out at me, followed by a time, date, and a location. It was set for two days from now, in Los Angeles. The part that really stuck with me was the line: "Mr. Lucas will address the team

HENRY’S POV The sun broke through the curtains in thin, golden rays, spilling over our room like a promise of peace. But I knew today wouldn’t be peaceful. It was the day of the company event, the one Lucas had called while Eva and I were still in Paris. I stood by the window, already dressed in a clean, pressed suit. My tie was neatly knotted, but I kept adjusting it like it was the reason for the tightness in my chest. Behind me, Eva stirred in bed. "You're up early," she said, her voice groggy. I turned and gave her a soft smile. "Yeah. Big day today. The meeting. The one Lucas called." She sat up slowly, the sheets falling from her shoulders. Her eyes were still heavy with sleep, but I could already see the storm building behind them. "He couldn't wait until after our honeymoon?" she asked, rubbing her temple. "Seriously, babe." I walked over and sat beside her. "I know. It threw me off too. But he's the boss. Whatever he wants to announce, it must be important." She looked

As the party wrapped up and people began to say their goodbyes, I was still in shock from the news, and now Lucas was nowhere to be found after he made the announcement. Just then, Henry approached me. 'Hey, Eva, it's getting late,' Henry said. 'Time to head home, I think.' 'I think you're right,' I replied. 'Shall we?' Henry asked, gesturing toward the door. I nodded, and we joined the others heading out. The drive home was a silent blur. Henry steered through the city streets with gentle concentration, his hand resting on mine. I stared out the window, the streets’ lights dancing past like distant memories. The party’s clamor still echoed behind my eyelids—Lucas’s announcement ringing in my head, the anonymous warning text pulsing in my pocket. When we pulled into the driveway, I was so exhausted I could barely lift my feet. Henry helped me inside and guided me to bed. “You need rest,” he murmured, brushing a loose strand of hair from my face. I nodded, my limbs heavy as