Semua Bab Falling Hard: Bab 21

The wine in Ava’s glass shimmered under the chandelier’s dim light as she traced its rim with a crimson-painted fingertip. She sat in a private lounge of a luxurious hotel in Manila, dressed in a silk black dress that clung to her body like a secret. The man sitting across from her watched her in silence, his fingers steepled together, eyes sharp beneath the expensive cut of his suit.Mr. Ricafort.They hadn’t spoken in years. Not directly. Not since Ezekiel Veylin had swept Isla into his world and turned the tables on both of them—leaving Ava abandoned in a love story she never got to finish, and Ricafort outplayed in a business empire he once nearly controlled.Ava finally broke the silence. “So,” she said, voice silky, “you finally called.”Ricafort gave a cold smile. “Because it’s time. You and I—we want the same thing.”She raised an eyebrow. “Do we?”“You want him to suffer,” Ricafort said, pouring himself a drink without asking if she wanted more. “And I want to take back every