บททั้งหมดของ Breaking Daddy's Rules: บทที่ 91 - บทที่ 100

RAINE’S POVI was already on edge that morning, as Tyler and I tried to work on new designs, but the moment I saw Cyril’s face as he walked into the room, I knew Chloe had told him. I mean… I understood why she did it, but still. It made me feel like I had no say in my own life. Like, I couldn’t handle things on my own.As Cyril moved closer to me, that calm-but-don’t-mess-with-me expression that took over his face grew. His dark hair was a little messy, like he’d run his fingers through it too many times.Tyler was oblivious to this, and immediately he stationed himself beside me, his gaze dropped to Tyler.“Leave!” He yelled, like literally screamed in a very thunderous voice. He looked like an animal ready to devour his prey and the instant Tyler caught hold of that look, he closed his sketchbook and all but ran out of the room.“Show me the pictures,” he said as soon as Tyler was out of sight. “Now, Raine.”His eyes were blazing balls of fire, following my movement. I dared not

RAINE’S POVI kept staring at Talon like he’d been possessed. “I need a proper answer, Talon.” I voiced out.Talon dropped to his chair, calm like he hadn’t just flipped my whole morning upside down. He leaned forward a little, elbows on his knees. His expression turned gentle like he’d already made peace with whatever this was. “I got the invitation to your birthday party,” he said quietly.I frowned, remembering I wanted to invite him to my launch, but I totally forgot. Was that what he was mad about? That I didn’t rope him in?“I’m sorry I didn’t invite you to the launch, it slipped my mind. I know you’re mad, I would be if I were the one, but I’m sorry, Talon.” I voiced out, hoping my apology would make a difference.He nodded. “I’m not angry at you, Raine. You had your big moment and didn’t include me, there’s no problem in that, I’m just your therapist.”I was about to speak, but he beat me to it. “I would love to go to this new party you’re throwing. But after I got the invit

RAINE’S POVThe penthouse was completely silent when I arrived. There wasn’t a single staff member in sight and Cyril was nowhere to be found.The silence that engulfed me was that weird kind of stillness that came with knowing something was off. I pushed that feeling away. Cyril was probably still at work and he definitely sent the staff away because he knew I was coming.I dropped my bag by the door and kicked off my shoes, before pulling out my phone.‘Hey, I’m here.‘ I typed quickly. I hit send, and I didn’t wait for a reply. Instead, I walked through the house and out to the back where the jacuzzi was.The sky had this soft, peachy color like the sun couldn’t decide if it was done for the day or not.I tied my hair up in a messy bun style and stripped down to my underwear before sinking into the water. It was warm, just the way I liked it, and the jets bubbled softly around me like they knew I needed the comfort. I let my head fall back, and then I closed my eyes.A soft ping bro

CYRIL’S POVThe cold night air smacked me in the face the second I stepped out of the penthouse. It was freezing, but I didn’t give a fuck. My head was a mess, and all I could think about was Zayne.I couldn’t believe Raine would pull this. How the hell could she keep this from me? What the fuck was she thinking? My jaw locked as panic twisted in my gut. What if something worse had happened to him? The thought nearly made me snap.I gritted my teeth, trying not to keep my emotions in check, but that did nothing.I should’ve seen this coming. Should’ve known Diane was up to some sick shit. I failed Zayne. I fucking failed him.But not again. Today was the last time he was ever going to have to deal with his crazy ass mother.My boots hit the pavement hard as I walked to my car, each step fueled by rage, which happened to be eating me up.The second I got closer to my car, I yanked my phone out. My eyes widened as I realized the stupid device was dead.This was the wrong time for this t

CYRIL’S POVThe morning chill welcomed us as the jet touched down at the estate. Fluffy clouds floated across the pale blue sky, but I was in no mood to admire shit. Zayne yawned as we stepped out. His shoulders were still tense, like he was unsure if this peace was real or some kind of twisted calm before another blow. I could feel how anxious he was. I wasn’t going to let him out of my sight ever again.“You want to crash at the villa?” I asked him, heading toward the black SUV waiting on the tarmac. “Or take your old room here at the estate. It’s your call.” He looked up at me, eyes still heavy from the flight. “I think staying here would be better … it’ll feel just like old times.” I nodded. “Good. You’ll sleep better here anyway. And I’m sure you’ve missed Martha’s cooking.”On the drive down to the mansion, he stared out the window while I responded to a few emails and sorted out yet another mess at the firm. By mess, I meant Vince. He’d found out that Bobby or was it Robby,