Semua Bab Tangled Hearts: In Love With My Ex Husband's Boss: Bab 11 - Bab 20

Avery’s POVMy phone buzzed on the kitchen counter while I was making pancakes the next morning, the caller ID flashing Jasmine’s name. A knot of dread tightened in my stomach. Part of me wanted to ignore the call, to pretend I hadn’t seen it. But another, angrier part of me wanted to know what she could possibly have to say.I swiped to answer, holding the phone to my ear. “What?” I said, my voice colder than I intended.“Avery,” Jasmine’s voice was surprisingly calm, almost… reasonable? That immediately put me on guard. “We need to talk.”“Talk? About what, Jasmine?” I asked, my voice laced with sarcasm. “About how you slept with my husband? About how you helped destroy my marriage and my life?”There was a pause on the other end. “That’s exactly what I want to talk about.”I scoffed. “I don’t see what there is to talk about. You did what you did.”“Please, Avery,” she said, her voice softening, and that made me even more suspicious. Jasmine never pleaded. “Just… just meet me. For a

Caspian’s POV Hector actually walked into my office one afternoon. Just walked in. Usually, he stayed far away, only talking to me if he absolutely had to. So when my assistant told me he was waiting, I was genuinely surprised.He came in looking… almost normal. Not the scared mouse he'd been since I took over. He even tried a weak smile.“Mr. Sterling,” he started, his voice a little shaky. “Just wanted to… have a quick chat.”I raised an eyebrow, leaning back in my chair. My gaze stayed steady on him. “About what, Hector?”He shifted his weight, glancing around my office, his old office, like it was brand new. “Just… about the company. And… well, about Avery.”My jaw tightened. Avery. He dared to bring her up? I kept my voice flat, professional. “Avery?”He nodded, finally meeting my eyes, though his were still darting around. “Yeah. She seems to be doing well in her new role. You seem to trust her judgment.”“She’s proving to be valuable,” I said, keeping my voice cool. But inside

Avery’s POVThe kiss deepened, pulling me under like a strong current. My fingers were tangled in his shirt, gripping tightly. I wasn't just kissing him; I was drowning in the moment, lost in the feeling of his lips, the scent of his skin, the powerful arms wrapped around me. Every single thing outside of us, outside of this kiss, just melted away.Hector, Jasmine, Juliet’s nasty words, the blurry photo, Desmond’s warnings, even the attack yesterday—it all vanished. There was only Caspian. Only the warmth, the pressure, the intense connection that buzzed between us. It felt like my whole world had narrowed down to just him, just this moment.In the middle of that dizzying kiss, a thought hit me, clear as a bell. This felt… right. More right than anything had felt in a very long time. It wasn’t just physical. It was like a piece of me, a part I hadn’t known was missing, had finally found its place. My mind, usually so cluttered with worry and questions, was strangely quiet. All the noi

Avery’s POVI dragged myself home, the office kiss still a confusing swirl in my head. My mind was a mess of "what ifs" and "oh my gods." I just wanted to crash on the couch, forget about everything for a few hours, and pretend today hadn't happened.But as soon as I stepped through the front door, I knew my peace was a fantasy. Juliet was there, perched on the edge of the sofa, looking like she’d been waiting for me. Her arms were crossed, and her eyes were narrowed, sharp as daggers. Hector was nowhere to be seen, which was typical."Hmm… Look who finally decided to grace us with her presence," Juliet sneered, her voice dripping with fake sweetness that made my skin crawl.I sighed, dropping my bag by the door. I was too tired for this. "What do you want, Juliet? I'm not in the mood."She pushed herself up, slowly walking towards me, her heels clicking loudly on the tiled floor. "Oh, I'm sure you're not. Probably too busy canoodling with your new boss."My stomach clenched. So, she

Caspian’s POVThe cold spray of the shower felt good against my skin, but it did little to wash away the turbulent thoughts in my head. Switzerland. Two days. With Avery.I reached for the expensive soap, the familiar scent of cedar and bergamot filling the steam. My mind, however, was replaying the scene in my office from yesterday. Her scent, the surprise in her eyes, the unexpected heat of her kiss. It was a powerful memory, and one that was completely out of place in my carefully constructed life.I scrubbed harder, trying to physically shake off the distraction. This trip was for business. For the next phase of the plan. It was about control, about solidifying my hold on the company, about moving closer to Hector’s complete downfall. It was not about... her.But a part of me, a small, unwelcome part, couldn't deny the flicker of anticipation. Spending the weekend with Avery, away from the office, away from the usual pressures. The idea was dangerously appealing. It was a stark c