Todos los capítulos de The Secetary’s Secret Marriage: Capítulo 101 - Capítulo 110

Chapter 101 - Drunk Her pov I had faded from the room, leaving a silence that was almost suffocating. But for me, the silence felt different, it was heavy, sharp, and almost unbearable. My heart still raced, my chest burned with the weight of everything we had just said. I couldn’t stay there. I couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think.I grabbed my bag without looking at him, my hands trembling, and walked toward the door. My feet carried me out before my mind could stop me. The cold air hit my face as soon as I stepped outside, biting my skin, but I didn’t care. I needed air, space, distance—anything to get away from the feeling of being trapped.I walked without direction, letting the streets guide me. The city was quiet, but not completely. The distant hum of traffic, the faint chatter of people inside shops, the occasional horn—it all mixed with the pounding of my heart. I tried to tell myself I was being unreasonable, that Lucien only wanted to protect me, that he loved me, but each s

Chapter 103 : The Love Between UsHer PovI felt every bump on the road as Lucien drove, but I didn’t care. My body was heavy, my limbs weak, and my mind was spinning. I hadn’t realized how much I had let everything pile up inside me—the fear, the frustration, the anger, the guilt. I kept thinking of his eyes earlier, how they had darkened with worry, how his hands had almost shaken when he spoke to me. I hated that I had made him feel that way.When we finally arrived, I didn’t even notice the doors opening. My legs carried me without thought, dragging me into the apartment. I barely had the energy to lift my head when Lucien guided me to the couch. I sank onto it, collapsing with a shuddering sigh. My hands covered my face, and I let the tears fall freely this time.“Alina,” he said softly, sitting beside me. The sound of his voice was steady, but I could hear the sharp edge of his worry underneath. “Look at me.”I didn’t move at first. I just let my tears fall, feeling too small, t

Chapter 105 : I need To WorkAlina’s Pov Lucien’s face had changed the instant he heard the news. His usual calm, controlled expression vanished, replaced by a storm of emotions I had never seen all at once, as if he has been expecting this news. His eyes darkened, sharp, almost dangerous, and I realized immediately, he was in full protective mode.“No one can see you, you need to be in the house every time” he said almost before I could even speak. His voice was low but carried a power that made me sit straighter. “No one. Anyone who comes near you, I’ll handle it. Anyone who even thinks of bothering you, will regret it.”I blinked, trying to process it. I wanted to tell him not to worry so much, to breathe, but the words didn’t come out. He was already moving through the room, making silent commands, pulling out his phone, calling our security, speaking in low tones that I couldn’t fully hear. I could tell he was planning, already thinking of ways to secure our home, our routines,

Chapter 107 : SmileHer POVThe moment I heard his voice, my heart froze.Lucien’s tone wasn’t loud. It didn’t need to be.His calm voice carried more weight than any shout could.Every single person in the office turned silent when they saw him standing there — tall, composed, but his eyes burning cold as fire.“Enough,” he said quietly, his gaze fixed on Vanessa.Vanessa stiffened, her fake confidence melting away. “Mr. Moretti, I—”“Don’t,” he interrupted, his voice sharp like glass. “Don’t insult my wife in my company.”The word wife echoed in the air.Everyone’s eyes turned toward me. My stomach twisted.Lucien walked closer, standing beside me like a shield. His jaw was tight, his hand brushing against mine — protective, possessive.“She is not a charity case,” he continued, his voice still low but dangerous. “She has more strength than you could ever understand. If I hear one more word like that from anyone—”He paused, his gaze sweeping across the room. “You’ll regret it.”The

Chapter 109 The Job SearchAlinaAfter that night, when Lucien told me I should stop looking for work until after the baby comes, I couldn’t sleep.His words kept playing over and over in my mind, like a warning and a threat all at once.“You don’t need to work, Alina. I can take care of everything.”“Wait till after you give birth.”“I’ll make sure no company accepts you.”I thought he was just being dramatic — the kind of thing he said when he wanted his way.But Lucien Moretti wasn’t a man who spoke without meaning it.He was powerful. Respected. Feared.And when he said something, the world listened.I woke up the next morning still determined. I couldn’t just sit at home doing nothing, watching time pass. I wasn’t sick. I was pregnant, yes, but not helpless.So I dressed neatly, fixed my hair, and printed out copies of my résumé.I looked at myself in the mirror before leaving and whispered,“You’re strong, Alina. You can do this.”I didn’t even tell Lucien I was going out. I did