Todos os capítulos de The CEO'S secretary : Capítulo 91 - Capítulo 100

ELIAS’S POVChloe fell asleep tucked against me again.It happened slowly, naturally, the way dusk becomes night without anyone noticing. One moment she was leaning on my shoulder, tracing lazy circles on my hand with her thumb. The next, her head slipped gently to my chest, her breath deepening, her fingers going lax in mine.I didn’t move.Not because I was afraid of waking her.But because… I liked it.Liked the weight of her against me.I liked the absolute quiet of her presence.I liked the way the world felt….softer, quieter, calmer with her there.She slept like someone who hadn’t rested properly in a long time.At some point, she shifted, sliding closer on instinct. Her knee brushed my leg; one hand curled lightly at my waist, as if she was trying to anchor herself without knowing she was doing it.My chest tightened.I rested my palm on her back not pressing, just there and for once, I didn’t think about my father, or Zurich, or whatever awaited us when morning came.I though

CHLOE’S POVThe hallway felt longer than it had before.Or maybe it was just me.My heartbeat was too loud, my palms still a little damp from crying, and the air in my chest wasn’t moving the way it should. But Nina’s words stayed with me like a thread wrapped around my wrist, tugging me forward.You don’t have to choose.Not today.Not until you’re ready.I inhaled slowly, then opened the door back into the living room.Both men turned toward me instantly.Not gradually.Not subtly.Immediately,like my presence pulled gravity with it.Elias straightened, shoulders squared but eyes soft in a way that felt private. Gavin’s jaw tightened, but something in his expression….concern, worry, longing….slipped before he could hide it.The room was too quiet.“Chloe,” Elias said first, voice low.“You okay?” Gavin added at the same time.My chest tightened at the way their questions collided.I nodded….a careful, fragile nod.“I’m… better,” I whispered.And that was the truth.Not fixed.Not ca

ELIAS’S POV The house felt too still.Too silent.Like the walls were holding their breath, waiting for me to do something I wasn’t allowed to do.I sat on the edge of my bed, elbows on my knees, hands clasped so tightly the tension radiated up my arms.She made it home. She texted. She was safe.That should’ve been enough.It wasn’t.I stared at my phone for a long time after her message came in.> I’m home. Thank you for earlier.Just that.No extra words. No emotion between the lines. Nothing to read into.But it still settled somewhere deep inside my chest, quieting everything and tightening everything at the same time.I set the phone down.I tried to breathe.I tried to sleep.Failed at both.Eventually, I pushed up from the bed and walked toward the window, pulling the curtains open just enough to see the city lights flickering below.I didn’t know why I did that. Maybe I hoped the night air would calm me. Maybe I wanted a distraction.Or maybe…I just wanted something to look

CHLOE’S POV I didn’t go far.Just down the stairs, through the glass doors, and into the small courtyard behind the building the one with two benches, a few potted plants, and a fountain that never seemed to work.It was quiet enough.I sat on the edge of one bench, hands clasped between my knees, breathing in the cool air. It felt steadier out here. Less charged. Like the world had softened just enough for me to stop pretending.For a moment, I just sat there.Listening. Breathing. Trying not to feel everything at once.But of course, that was impossible.Because the moment I let my guard drop, the emotions I’d been holding back all morning came rushing forward…. not violently, not painfully, just… honestly.Like a tide I’d been standing against for too long.I rested my elbows on my thighs and lowered my head, eyes stinging just a little.Not from sadness.From relief.From finally letting myself admit even just in silence that I wasn’t okay.That I was overwhelmed. That I was con

CHLOE’S POV The sound of a car pulling up outside made my stomach flutter.I paused in front of the mirror one last time, smoothing my hair, straightening the dress I had carefully chosen. Not too fancy. Not too casual. Just… right. My heart was racing, hammering like it had a rhythm of its own.I took a deep breath, running my fingers lightly along the necklace I had put on a small ritual, grounding me. Tonight wasn’t just any night. Tonight was the night I was finally giving myself permission to be with him. To be honest with my heart.A soft knock pulled me from my thoughts. I opened the door, and there he was: Elias.No suit tonight. Just him. Calm, steady, the same presence that had haunted my days and dreams for weeks, yet somehow warmer, more open.“Chloe,” he said, voice low, certain. “ You look so beautiful”I couldn't hold back my smile. “ And you look good too” I responded He looked at me with assurance “Before we go… I need to say something.”My stomach fluttered harder