บททั้งหมดของ Breaking His Rules: บทที่ 61 - บทที่ 70

CYRIL’S POVI’d been trying to reach Raine all day. It was as though she had disappeared.I couldn’t focus. My mind kept drifting, circling the same thought like a fucking vulture. The silence was starting to crawl under my skin and eat me bit by bit.Raine wasn’t the type to go completely quiet. Or was she trying to prove a point? Either way, I hated it.“We still need to finalize the casting list for the Boston shoot,” Vince, the marketing director, said from across the table.I nodded absently, fingers tapping the armrest as I leaned back in the leather chair.“Boss?” Stacie, Vince’s little assistant and fuck buddy, called out. I knew the two were having the typical office fling after catching them on camera twice. But I kept it to myself, knowing one day it would come in handy.“The producer wants to push the trailer release to the third week of next month. He says the edit still needs work,” Stacie continued, her voice cutting through the static in my head.“Fine, make it happen,

RAINE’S POVThe sound of the doorbell awakened me from sleep. I wanted to ignore it, but it rang again. Still half-asleep, I pushed off the covers and sat up. My eyes landed on a neatly folded note sitting on the nightstand next to a food tray with breakfast.I stood up immediately, ready to feed my curiosity. As I walked to the nightstand, memories from last night filtered through my mind. Just thinking about it made my heart skip.[Didn’t want to wake you. I made you breakfast. Be good. ---C.]I couldn’t believe this was all Cyril. Where had this side of him been? Sure, he was always a gentleman in his own way, but he’d never done anything like this after sex before.I smiled like an idiot and hugged the note to my chest before reaching for the orange juice on the tray. The toast was still warm. My stomach flipped partly from the butterflies lingering from memories of our night together. My mind wandered to Chloe. What would happen if Cyril showed up while she was around, or she sh

RAINE’S POVI was barely out of the car in front of the counselling centre before I spotted Talon. He stood a little off to the side, right behind this heavy-duty pickup truck that looked like it should cost him ten years of his savings. He was leaning back against the tailgate, arms crossed, ankles loosely stacked as if time didn’t exist for him. His brown hair was everywhere, like it had been caught in a wind but in a weirdly perfect, movie-boy kind of way. Seriously, it should’ve looked messy. But somehow, his casual polo shirt and khaki shorts just made him look hotter. I hated that I noticed these things.“You all set?” he asked, lifting his head and shooting me a smile. “For what?” I blinked. Suddenly, my oversized hoodie and faded jeans were not adequate, and I wished I’d worn something cuter. He laughed softly. “Our outdoor session. You forgot already?”“Oh. Right.” I scratched the back of my neck, grinning sheepishly. “Totally forgot. My head’s been… scrambled.” “Come on,

CYRIL’S POVI shifted to find a more comfortable position in my chair as I looked away from the screen of the laptop in front of me. I paused at the open window. The late afternoon light spilled through it, reflecting golden rays on the bookshelves lined up in my study. I couldn’t pay much attention to my surroundings. My mind was locked on the fact that my goddamn phone was still silent.The messages I sent Raine sat there like dead weight. I had told her how much I missed her, and I couldn’t wait to see her again. Then I asked if she’d gotten a call from the party planner. But my texts were left unread. I didn’t get a reply, not even a fucking emoji.I stared back at my screen like it could give me answers. She wasn’t the type to ignore me. If anything, she over-communicated; little texts, check-ins, even stupid memes I didn’t always understand. There was something wrong. What if she’s been kidnapped? Was she in danger?There was only one way to find out. I unlocked my phone and p

RAINE’S POVMy stomach dropped. I showed it to Chloe. “Is this… something my therapist should send to me?”She squinted at the screen. “Uh… I mean, I know I don’t really trust therapy like that, but this doesn’t exactly scream professional.” “Right?” I asked, rereading the message.“Feels more like he’s flirting,” she added, frowning.“If he’s flirting, then shag the dude.” Tyler’s voice rose. “Usually, that’s great advice, but not for her therapist, Tyler.” Chloe shot back. Tyler ignored her, staring at me. “He’s hot, isn’t he? Just take the chance and shag him. You might end up getting an actual boyfriend.”“You do need one,” Chloe said to me. I zoned out, ignoring their bickering.My mind was consumed by Talon. I didn’t know how to feel about the whole situation. Talon had always been calm and kind. But lately, it felt like his kindness held a deeper meaning. I didn’t want to over-read things, but his actions made it a lot harder.Before I could drown myself in endless thoughts,