Semua Bab Entangled With Mr.ceo: Bab 11 - Bab 19

I stood in the center of the room, heart pounding in my chest,not from the kiss, but from the sheer rage bubbling in my throat. Nathan had just kissed me like he owned every part of me. And now? Now he stood there, calm, as if he hadn’t just devoured me in the heat of something he couldn’t even name. “Don’t look at me like that,” I said, voice sharp and cold. “You don’t get to act jealous. You don’t get to kiss me like that,like I’m yours—then pretend like nothing happened.” His jaw tightened, but he said nothing. “The contract,” I snapped, taking a step forward, “clearly stated that we wouldn’t interfere in each other’s private lives. You can have Amy. Hell, you can have five Amys for all I care. But I can’t even kiss someone else without you dragging me upstairs like I broke some sacred vow?” Nathan took a step back, running a hand through his hair. “You don’t understand.” “Oh, enlighten me, Mr. CEO.” His eyes flicked to mine,guarded, unreadable. “Amy and I… we w

I clutched Ivy’s phone like a lifeline as I stormed toward the penthouse building. Ivy wouldn’t have gone to her parents’ place, and she definitely wouldn’t have left without telling me. There was only one other place she could be home. Or whatever you called the luxury castle she now lived in. I reached the gated entrance, but the security guards were already up and alert. “Ma’am, you can’t just walk in here.” “I’m her friend!” I snapped. “Ivy Carter. Your boss’s wife. She left the concert almost an hour ago and hasn’t returned. I need to know if she’s inside!” One of the men narrowed his eyes. “We can’t let anyone in without clearance.” “I swear on my life, I saw her this morning! Ask Theresa! Theresa, the housekeeper!” As if summoned by my panic, the elevator chimed and Theresa stepped into view. Her eyes widened slightly when she saw me. “Tina?” “Thank God.” I exhaled. “Please tell me Ivy’s here.” Theresa looked confused. “What? No, she left with you for the concert, re

His grin didn’t drop. If anything, it widened. “Relax. It’s not like I hacked your files.” “Then talk.” He shrugged casually, like I hadn’t just threatened to break his jaw. “Amy’s sister told me.” My brows furrowed. “Amy’s what now?” “Her sister. Mia,” he said with a smirk, dragging the name out slowly. “She talks when she’s drunk. And Amy… let’s just say she vents to her sister when she’s not busy being a pain in the ass.” I let go of his shirt, but my eyes never left his face. “And Amy just casually told her sister about my private marriage arrangement?” Brian gave a mock-innocent shrug. “Well, apparently, Amy said something about ‘fake marriage drama’ and how she’s tired of pretending like it doesn’t bother her. Mia heard it, Mia told me. Lucky me, huh?” I stared at him, my jaw tight, head ticking. Then, the idiot said it again. “But I’m serious, Nate. Let me date Ivy.” I blinked. “What?” “I’ll keep it low-key. No media, no drama just me and her. I like her

By the time we pulled up to the penthouse, my chest was heaving, my skin buzzing like I’d been electrocuted from the inside out. I didn’t know what came over me. Maybe it was the months of restraint. Maybe it was the way he held my hand in the car like it meant something. Or maybe… it was the way he looked at me like he was trying to memorize my every reaction. Nathan stepped out first and came around to my side. Before I could open the door, he pulled it open and leaned in. Then, without a word, he scooped me into his arms like I was something fragile,but also something he’d earned. His scent enveloped me. That damn intoxicating mix of bergamot, smoke, and sin. I gasped quietly, curling into him as he carried me toward the entrance of the penthouse. And then....eyes. Theresa was standing by the hallway, her mouth parting slightly. One of the other guards did a subtle double take. I buried my face into Nathan’s chest. Shit. He didn’t flinch, pause nor acknowled