All Chapters of Chasing Back The Woman He Destroyed: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Serena's POVThe room was dimmer, curtains pulled halfway across the windows. Damien was still sleeping on the bed. For a moment, I just stood there, watching him breathe, wondering if he had forgotten we were supposed to go somewhere this morning.“Damien,” I said softly.No answer. I took a tentative step closer.He looked tired and vulnerable.I hesitated, torn between waking him and letting him rest. Instead, I leaned down slightly, close enough to catch the faint scent of cologne clinging to his singlet. My voice lowered to a whisper. “Breakfast is here, Damien, wake up.”His eyes fluttered open slowly, then focused on me. For a second, confusion lingered there, then recognition followed. He exhaled, almost a sigh. "Serena, Good morning.”“Did you sleep at all?” I asked lightly, straightening but not moving away completely.His hand twitched as though he meant to reach for me but thought better of it, settling back on the sheets. “I was up all night. What time is it?”“Late e

Serena's POVI crossed my arms, eyeing him. “Because we were.”His grin only widened, he stretched his arms and said, “I’ve only been gone for seven hours and you both already miss me?”Sophia rolled her eyes. “Flatter yourself,” she said sharply.I tilted my head and looked at him. “Where did you even go, Sam?” I asked.“Clubbing,” he said with no shame. “Had to rock some ass.” He winked like it was something to be proud of.I shook my head, not even surprised anymore. Before I could say anything, he suddenly looked at us both and said, “Anyway, happy birthday, girls.”That made me pause. My eyes widened. “Wait, you actually remembered?” I asked.He smirked. “Of course. I hardly forget things. Plus, I’ve made some preparations. Your birthday party tonight is going to be fantastic.”That sounded strange coming from him. Sophia folded her arms and asked before I could, “Preparations? What kind?”He leaned back against the couch like he had all the time in the world. “You’ll see. It’s a

Alexander's POVI heard a knock on the door. For a second, I froze. I wasn’t expecting anyone. My mind quickly ran through names, Pristine, my father, or maybe the press somehow found me.I walked to the door, opened it, and relief washed over me."Mr. Evans," I sighed. "Thanks for coming."He stepped in, a lean man in a black suit, his hand clutching his briefcase. He nodded curtly."I came at once after receiving your message, Mr. Alexander.""Sit down, please." I gestured toward the small sofa in the room.He set his briefcase down on the ground and sat. I approached the counter and asked, "Would you like to have a drink?""Water would be fine," he replied.I poured him a glass of water and held it out to him. He accepted it graciously, took a sip, then looked at me sternly. "So, what is the situation?"I reached over the desk and drew out the file, pushing it across to him. "This," I said.He opened the file, skimmed through the pages, and his eyebrows creased. "Your resignation l

Serena's POV“Who is this person to you?” he asked, his voice low, almost dangerous.I shifted uncomfortably in my seat. “She’s my best friend,” I said softly.Carlos leaned back, tilting his head so he seemed to be studying me. His lips curled up just barely, as if something amused him, but there was no warmth in his face. "Do you trust your best friend?"His question passed through me like a surprise gust of wind. Of all the things I was preparing myself for him to ask, this one wasn't on the list.My throat tightened, but I forced my voice even. "More than anything."He is slow to nod, and his fingers tap on the armrest of his chair. "I see. Then I know. If I were you and my closest friend, or one of my most trusted men, was taken hostage, I would murder every man and woman involved. I would make their blood paint the ground." His eyes grow fierce, flaring with a dangerous passion. "Do you want them killed?My breasts tightened. His words had rung deep inside me, and for a moment,

Serena's POVThe phone rang twice before she picked up.“Serena?” her bright voice chirped through the speaker.I forced cheer into my tone. “Hey, Soph. What are you doing right now?”There was a pause, like she was suspicious. “Uh… nothing much. Why?”Damien smiled at me from the front seat, mouthing, don't ruin it.I rolled my eyes again before saying, "We're going out to eat. Damien wants you to join us.""Seriously?" I could almost hear the excitement in her voice. "Now?""Yup, now. So, you'd better get ready. We'll be there in fifteen minutes. Where are you?""Okay, okay! I'll be ready! I'm downtown, I just left my new apartment," she answered, and then the line went dead.I set the phone in my lap and let out a sigh of relief, at last getting a small laugh from me."What's so funny?" Damien asked."Just her," I said softly. "She sounded like a little kid being invited to a candy store."His lips curled into another smile. "Good. Just the kind of energy I'm looking for. No frowns