บททั้งหมดของ Falling For My Father’s Son: บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 50

Daniel’s POV Today we will be finalizing the promotional plan for the Evergreen app, and then a date will be fixed for the launching. The only thing on my mind all night was Annabel’s face. I couldn’t shake her off my mind no matter how much I tried. The more I convinced myself to back off and pretend I never had anything with her, the more my body craved her. And now, I couldn’t help but think of how to get to her and find out if she had actually carried out my orders. I sat in my office, absentmindedly spinning in my chair, when the door pushed open and Stephanie entered. Her face was flushed, makeup smudged, and her breath quickened as if she were suffocating under the weight of depression. She moved with defiance etched in her posture. From her eyes, I could tell she had a lot to say. But whatever it may be, I was definitely not interested. My voice broke the silence. “You don’t have any right to barge into my office in that manner.” She still stood, hands crossed with a

Annabel’s POV I got to the front of the room, my body still tensed. I could still feel Daniel’s touch under my skin. My gaze wandered around the room, everyone stealing a glance at me. And then my eyes met Daniel, who was now relaxed on his chair, tapping his pen nonstop on the table. My throat tightened, a nervous sound escaping to break the heavy air. “Well…” my voice came out shaky. I began my introduction, gathering up my confidence while I opened my file to pick out my design and present it to them. But my heart lurched in shock, my hands shaking uncontrollably as I continued to flip the papers in the file. I couldn’t find my design. Someone must have taken it. Who could it be? I raised my head and met everyone still waiting to hear me out, and then looked at Stephanie. Her grin stretched, obviously sending me a message. And that was when it occurred to me. She did it. Stephanie stole my design. A storm of rage churned within me, demanding release, m

Daniel’s POV “Tonight will be fun, we have arranged different women for each of you,” Maxwell’s voice rang out. “It’s such a pity that Cassian will not be participating. He’s tied himself to one woman, all in the name of engagement,” Ethan said, his voice carrying a hint of excitement. Everyone laughed, glasses clicking together. But I did not laugh. Nothing was funny to me. Not when my Annie is not beside me. I had used this trip as an excuse to spend quality time with her, and now I can’t even be with her. The loud voices from the men filled the air as they continued throwing funny jokes. My eyes wandered, hoping Annabel would appear, even if it was just a glimpse of her face. And just like an answered prayer, she appeared. Standing a short distance away, the evening breeze toyed with her hair while her creamy dress floated around her ankles, swaying with the wind’s playful touch. A knitted beach hat crowned her head, completing the vision that stole the air from

Annabel’s POV We got back to the hotel, and the only thing I could think of was the little moment I spent with Daniel at the sea, his soft voice as he made his promises to me. And then there was this thing about how he looked at me that made me blush every time I remembered it. Daniel came out of the bathroom, dampening his hair. His towel was loosely tied around his waist, his bare chest still glistening with traces of water dripping from his skin. I couldn’t help but stare lustfully at him, no matter how hard I tried to look away. My cheeks flushed, my lips parted slightly, and my heart hammered against my ribs like it wanted to leap out toward him. He caught it. He saw the way I was looking at him, and before I knew it, Daniel was close to me. He gently sat beside me, then leaned closer. “Don’t look at me in that way.” His voice came out low, almost a whisper. My throat dried up, heat surging down my skin from his closeness. “Why not?” “Because you make me lose control, and

Daniel’s POV “Annabel, my world has been empty for a long time now. But every moment with you beside me feels like fulfillment.” My hands lifted to her face, cupping it tenderly, as if trying to hold every unspoken word between us. “Annie, I’m tired of living in fear. All my life, I thought that letting in a woman would only open wounds I struggle to forget. I was scared that maybe if I gave love a chance, the person might leave me. And what scares me most is that I might turn into a beast like my father and walk away, just like him.” Her thumb trembled against my hand, her lips quivering as if holding back a confession. “But now I know better,” I continued. “I want to love you the right way. Give me the opportunity to be the man behind your smiles. I vow I will never stumble where it matters most.” A single tear slid down from the corner of her eyelid, her lips curling into a warm smile. “Daniel…I don’t know what to say.” I leaned closer and kissed her hard, tasting the