All Chapters of Hate To Love: The CEO's Regret: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Leah’s POVThe sun was barely up, but my mind had been awake for hours. There would be no rest for me today—not when the game pieces were finally shifting in my favor.I stood in front of the tall window of my penthouse, coffee cup in hand, and stared down at the city that would soon be mine. The streets below buzzed with people going about their meaningless little lives, oblivious to the storm I was about to unleash.Jimmy had always been a problem—Luna’s loyal little guard dog, always sniffing around, always suspicious. His overprotectiveness was irritating at first, but now… now it was dangerous. He was close to seeing the truth about Elina. Too close.But every move he made only tightened the noose around his neck.I smirked, taking a slow sip of my coffee. “You want to play hero, Jimmy? Fine. But this will be the last role you ever play.”On the table behind me lay a flash drive. My masterpiece. Weeks of careful fabrication condensed into one neat little package: doctored recordi

Luna’s POV The office was silent, except for the steady hum of the city outside. Rain still streaked the windows, but it had slowed to a drizzle. I stood behind my desk, staring down at the flash drive I had retrieved from the envelope Leah’s people had delivered. It sat on the polished wood like a weight, small and innocent, but filled with poison. Elina had moved around the office quietly, pretending to organize files, but I could feel her presence, calculated and careful. Every gesture she made seemed rehearsed. Every smile too precise. I didn’t speak immediately. Instead, I set the flash drive aside and watched her. “Elina,” I said finally, my voice even, calm, controlled. “You’ve been awfully eager lately.” She jumped slightly, her hands clutching a folder. “I—I just want to help, Luna. That’s all. I want to make things right.” I walked slowly toward her, circling the room like a predator. “Help, yes. But helping isn’t supposed to feel like a performance.” She swallo

Luna’s POVThe garden sparkled under the afternoon sun, white petals drifting lazily in the gentle breeze. Lanterns swayed softly, their warm glow mingling with the golden light, and laughter floated in the air. The city beyond the tall hedges seemed a world away, distant and unimportant. Here, in this moment, everything felt… perfect.I stood near the edge of the ceremony lawn, my hands lightly clasped in front of me, watching Jimmy. He looked impossibly handsome in his tailored black suit, the crisp lines complementing his broad shoulders. There was a calm certainty in him now, a quiet joy that had been absent for so long.Lucy approached him from the other side, radiant in a flowing ivory gown. Her smile was soft, her hands shaking slightly as she reached for his. Jimmy took them gently, his grip steady, grounding her.I couldn’t help but smile, my heart lifting with a warmth I hadn’t felt in weeks. The memory of everything—Elina’s lies, Leah’s schemes, the flash drives, the storm

Jaden’s POV The morning light was too silent and empty. I reached across the bed out of habit, my palm searching for Luna’s sweet warmth, but all I found was a patch of cold sheets. I opened my eyes fully then, staring at the untouched pillow. A strange unease twisted in my chest. She was always here when I woke up. Always. infact she was the one who always woke me up. Where is she? I sat up, rubbed my face, and slipped on my robe. The silence in the house only made the unease grow heavier. No kettle boiling, no faint humming of her voice from the kitchen. Just silence. “Luna?” My voice carried down the hallway. No answer. I frowned, heading downstairs. The living room was in order, her phone charger coiled neatly on the sofa arm, a blanket folded on the couch. No sign of her. Then I heard it. Not the soft sound of dishes, not the television. Something rough, muffled. A sound that made the hairs on my arms rise. I followed the noise down the hall, my pulse quickenin

Laura’s POV I woke to silence and Elijah was away on another business trip, and my little man Prince was at boarding school already, oh gosh, they grow up so fast.. The house felt impossibly empty. I swung my legs over the bed, I felt every sizzling feeling my pussy made. I missed my husband, I was stretching and letting the sheets slip from my dump body after the wet dream I just had. I could still feel his cock thrusting. My thoughts immediately went to Elijah—how he looked into my eyes with thirst, the warmth of his strong hands, the way his eyes lingered on my naked. I shook my head. Stop it, Laura. He’s gone. He is always gone. But the heat in my chest didn’t listen. I moved to the mirror, staring at my reflection. My pulse was racing. But his kisses would satisfy me. My hands moved over my body almost unconsciously, feeling the tension, the ache of wanting someone I couldn’t have right now. My mind drifted, imagining him behind me, his hands on my skin, his voice low in