All Chapters of In Lust with my Sexy Boss: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Chapter Eighty TwoAria’s POVThe elevator doors slid open with a chime that felt almost too cheerful for the weight in my chest. Julian’s grip on my hand was firm, his pace brisk enough to make my heels click in protest against the marble floor.He didn’t speak until the elevator began its descent. “Don’t look back,” he said. “Not at her. Not at anyone.”My heart was still hammering from Celeste’s words, from the way she’d looked at me like she already knew the ending to a story I hadn’t even read yet. “Julian… is she telling the truth?”His jaw flexed, but his gaze stayed forward, eyes on the glowing numbers above the doors. “I don’t know yet. But I’m not about to wait around for confirmation.”The doors opened, and the cool night air of the underground garage rushed in. Julian moved faster now, steering me toward his black Maserati. His free hand hovered near the small of my back, not pushing, not pulling, just a warm, steady presence that sent a shiver straight through me despite

Chapter Eighty FourAria’s POVI didn’t have to turn around to know who it was.That voice, smooth, poisonous, threaded with amusement, was a shard from my past I’d tried to bury so deep I thought it had rotted away.Slowly, I pivoted, my pulse slamming against my temples.She leaned against the doorframe like she owned the room. Her tailored suit clung to her like it had been stitched over bare skin, her lipstick a perfect crimson slash across a sly smile.Celeste.My chest tightened. The woman who’d been my shadow and my competition in more ways than one. The woman I’d thought was gone.Julian’s fingers lingered against my jaw for half a second more before he stepped back, his entire posture shifting into the cold, commanding presence he used like armor. “Celeste.”Her smile widened, but her eyes, those sharp, calculating eyes, didn’t leave mine. “Still keeping your… acquisitions close, I see.” She flicked her gaze down at me like I was an object she’d appraised and dismissed in the

Chapter Eighty SixAria’s POV“Step away from her,” Julian said, voice low but razor sharp.The man’s smirk only deepened, and he leaned casually against the doorframe as if he owned the building. “Still possessive, I see. Some things never change.”The air between them crackled, not just tension, but a history I wasn’t privy to. The kind that comes with scars no one talks about.Julian moved half a step in front of me, his stance protective, predatory. “You’ve got three seconds to say what you came for, then you’re gone.”The man ignored him and spoke directly to me. “Do you know who I am?”Something in Julian’s tone when he snapped, Don’t answer that, made my pulse jump.“No,” I admitted, my voice steady even though my heart was pounding so loud I could feel it in my throat. “But you clearly know me.”“Oh, I know you more than you realize,” he said, his eyes darkening as they swept over me with unsettling precision. “Julian’s been keeping secrets… hasn’t he?”Julian’s jaw clenched.

Chapter Eighty Eight Aria’s POVThe air between us felt like it had been ripped open.His words, short, brutal, unshakable, hung in the space like a detonated grenade, and I could almost hear the ringing in my ears.She was you.I swallowed hard, but it did nothing to ease the tightness in my throat. “I don’t… I don’t understand. How could she be me if I’m..”“Alive?” Julian’s eyes locked on mine, a storm swirling inside them. “Because the world doesn’t play by rules you think it does. And because someone decided to make sure I’d never be free of you… even if it killed the real thing.”My heart hammered so loud I could hear it in my head. “You’re saying she was a..”“Not here.” His voice was sharp, decisive. He closed the distance between us, taking my face in his hands, his thumbs brushing against my cheeks as if trying to ground me. “If you want the truth, you’re going to hear it somewhere safe. Not in this hallway. Not with her still breathing nearby.”But I caught it, the flicker

Chapter NinetyJulian’s POVThe color drained from Aria’s face so fast I thought she might collapse. Her hand was trembling in mine, cold despite the heat that still lingered in the air between us.“Aria,” I said, keeping my voice low, steady, though inside, my chest was a thunderstorm. “Who was that?”Her lips parted, but no sound came. She stared at the phone like it had come alive, like it had whispered a secret meant to unravel her completely.“Aria.” I squeezed her hand, grounding her. “Look at me.”She did. Her eyes were wide, shining, haunted. And in that look, I saw something I had never seen in her before. Not fear, Aria wasn’t easily shaken. This was worse. This was recognition.Her lips moved. A single word slipped out, barely audible.“Impossible.”My blood ran cold. I didn’t need her to say more to understand. Whoever had spoken on that phone wasn’t a stranger.“Tell me.” My voice dropped, harder now, though I forced the edges of anger down. I wasn’t angry at her. I was a