All Chapters of HIS MOST WANTED KARMA: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Alicia dropped the phone slowly back on the table. She stared blankly at the room for a second, then let out a short breath. "Enjoy it while it lasts," she murmured to herself, wearing her blue cut frame.She turned her attention back to the laptop, clicking through the document Vicky had sent earlier. Her fingers were over the keys, but her thoughts kept wandering. No matter how hard she tried to focus, her mind kept drifting back to one person: Maya.Where was she right now? Was she safe? Was she asking for her mother again? Alicia swallowed hard. She couldn’t afford to get emotional, not now. This was a fight, a long one. And she had no plans of losing it. Not this time.*****Bryan sat on the sofa in the VIP corner of the club. The music was loud, people were shouting, laughing, dancing, but for the first time in a long time, he wasn’t interested. No girls clinging to his side tonight. No playful flirting, he just wanted to relax, it had been a stressful day for him, and he pulled

For a moment, Lucas couldn’t say anything. He just stood there, stunned.The woman across from him was far more beautiful than any picture in the media could have prepared him for. Flawless skin, perfect face, and that smile, it had a strange pull. But it wasn’t just her face. It was also her voice. Something about it sounded so... familiar, too familiar.His heart jumped once, hard. Is it just me, or does she sound like Alicia?He wanted to speak. Wanted to ask her name again, even though he already knew it. Daniella. But when she smiled and lifted her hand, beckoning him to sit, he forgot every word he had practiced.“So,” she began, flipping through a neat folder of papers. Her voice was calm, sweet, and professional. “I learned your company is seeking another pre-seed investment.”He swallowed hard and nodded.She continued, not even looking up. “I’ve been thinking about why I should fund your company. I mean, yes, I’m looking to invest in more tech startups. But based on your rec

Becky’s voice trembled. Her back pressed to the wall.“What are you doing here? I thought you were in prison. How are you?”Diego smirked. He slowly licked his lips, his eyes roaming around the living room.“Still as beautiful as ever,” he said softly. “Aren’t you going to let me in?”Without waiting, he walked inside. He looked around the house like a hunter observing new territory.From his pocket, he pulled out a red lollipop, unwrapped it lazily, and tossed it in his mouth.“Wow! Wow!” he said, nodding with mock approval. “This is a huge house. We did catch a big fish, didn’t we?”Becky said nothing. Her legs felt heavy. Her hands shook, and her breath was loud.He walked over to her and spun her around. His breath touched her ear.“You stopped visiting me in prison,” he whispered, his tongue brushing her earlobe. “I was very upset with you.”She gasped, trying to pull away.“A lot happened,” she said, almost breathless. “I couldn’t keep leaving traces. If I had kept visiting, Luc

Diego moved closer, eyes locked on the woman in front of him.He had to be sure.“Alicia?” he whispered.It had to be her. The way she smiled, the shape of her jawline, even the tiny mole under her eye, but something was different; she looked bold and fierce.He tapped her shoulder.“You can’t hide forever, Alicia.”The woman turned sharply; it was Zoe.Before he could speak again, Zoe raised her hand, ready to hit him in the face, but she immediately paused. Her hand just hung there in the air.She remembered her warning. One more mess and she was fired.She brought her hand down slowly, but her voice was loud enough to be heard over the booming music.“You should drink responsibly,” she snapped. “Dragging people and calling them stupid names? You’re lucky I’m on probation. I’d have kicked your ass so hard, you’d forget your name.”She turned and walked off, her hips swinging as she moved to the next customer. Diego couldn’t believe his eyes; his eyes were still on her.He whispered t

Alicia stretched her arms in the kitchen doorway and smiled at Tim, who was covered in flour and focused on a bubbling pan."Hey, still on this?"Tim turned around, wiping his hands on his apron. His eyes ran down her gym wear, tight blue leggings, sports bra under a cropped hoodie, gym bag slung on her shoulder."Good morning..." he dragged the greeting, clearly distracted. "You’re a bit too serious this morning. The outfit, the bag... Looks like you're going for sport modelling."She chuckled. "Not working out at home today. I need fresh air, people, noise... a proper gym. Business has been intense lately, I need to clear my head.""Okay, just be safe, and remember not to exceed your limits."She winked. "I’ll be back before breakfast, and probably taste this new recipe of yours."—The gym was cool and quiet, music playing low in the background. Alicia was already twenty minutes deep into her treadmill session. Her headset hung loosely around her neck, and sweat drops along her co