Semua Bab Once His Nightmare, Now His Employee : Bab 41 - Bab 50

CASPIAN'S POV I sank into the chair shortly after arriving at my parents’ home.Frankly speaking, it’s far too early for this. Barely past 7 A.M., and here I am—ready, or maybe not—to face their inevitable barrage of questions.My mother, the woman I know, has never been one to give much of a listening ear. She’s strict. And she's strict in a way that’s hard to put into words. Yet, if you take the time to look past her steel-plated discipline, you’ll find the softest heart beating beneath.“What would you like to drink?” Eleanor’s voice broke my thoughts. She stood there, petite and graceful, with a practiced smile that was warm but never overbearing.And that smile… it carried a certain quiet comfort that had soothed me for years. But it still couldn’t compare to what I felt earlier this morning when I had fallen asleep with my head resting on Dorian’s chest.The thought tightened my chest. My fingers curled around the edge of the sofa, gripping as if I could hold onto that memory a

DORIAN'S POVThe hands wrapped around my waist pulled me deeper into his warmth, filling my soul with a strange, soothing comfort. A smile spread across my lips as I nestled into the soft, steady rhythm of his flesh.What a refreshing way to start my day.To return the feeling, I shifted with effort and opened my eyes.I blinked once. Then I did it again but saw nothing. Where had those hands disappeared to? Where was that comfort? That presence? And most importantly—where was my husband?I sat upright, breathing heavily as my mind spiraled with possibilities of what Caspian could be up to.Silly man. He must be up to something.My gaze narrowed to the wall opposite me.And that was when I froze.The room…The first thing that struck me was the color—the walls were drenched in a royal blue, deep and commanding, like the velvet robes of kings. It wasn’t just paint; it was textured, with a faint sheen that caught the early morning light in a way that whispered of money. Above, the cei

The fact remains that every word Caspian uttered sank deep into Dorian’s heart, but he refused to let it show. He simply locked his eyes on Caspian’s, holding his emotions hostage.His fingers curled into a tight fist, his nails digging into his palm as he fought back the tears threatening to spill. With a deep sigh, he took a step back and walked out of the room.But the moment the door shut behind him, the walls he had built inside himself cracked. The tears he had choked back only seconds ago came rushing down his cheeks. His chest heaved as he stumbled toward the stairs, and soon he was running down, desperate for escape to find a private place for self comfort. By the time he reached the door, his trembling hands were already on the handle. He was just about to turn it when a sudden grip seized him from behind.The force pulled him back, his body colliding with a smaller chest. Warmth pressed against him, but it wasn’t Caspian’s. He knew instantly.Slowly, he turned around. His

DORIAN'S POV Xavier’s words earlier had been echoing in my skull like a pesky little bell, but I kept swatting them away. Should I really worry? Caspian was here. My husband. My fortress. My sometimes-grumpy, sometimes-sweet, painfully handsome fortress.So why stress?I stood from the chair I had been sulking in and made my way toward the stairs. Halfway up, I paused. Caspian was still inside with Alexandra. My husband + that woman = I've quite noticed that they've been too serious for my liking. I folded my arms and decided to wait until they were done.Except, when the door finally opened, he wasn’t scowling, and wasn't cold. He came out with her, his eyes shimmering, and before I knew it, I was scooped into his arms like a prize.Right now, I was in his arms. His strong, unfairly beautiful arms. And oh, what a comfortable, dangerous place to be.My legs dangled in the air and my arms flung wide as I whooped, “Ohhh, husband ain’t the shy type no more!”He shot me a side-eye, his

DORIAN’S POVFor the fact that Caspian said I would be visiting a doctor, it didn’t sit well with me. I don’t know what it is about hospitals, but as he mentioned that word, it feels as if my life is slowly ebbing away.I hate it.But as long as Caspian is by my side, there’s nothing to be afraid of. He’ll protect me. He always does.Xavier accelerated, the car gliding past towering buildings. I stared out the window for a long time, avoiding Caspian’s gaze. Silence had draped itself over us since we got in—no words from him, none from Xavier. And for some strange reason, I couldn’t find any in me either.Why?The car jerked suddenly as Xavier hit the brakes, and I lost balance. My body toppled sideways until I crashed into someone who was warm and solid. I froze. My head was pillowed on his lap. Slowly, I lifted my gaze, only to find his eyes on me, steady, unflinching. He blinked twice, as though assuring me without words.My chest pounded violently, each thud echoing like a betraya