Semua Bab FOR HER SAKE: Bab 11 - Bab 20

KELVINThe lounge smelled like cigar smoke and old leather. A familiar, heavy, and oddly comforting scent.I sat opposite Uncle Matteo, both of us nursing our glasses in silence. The fire crackled in the fireplace, filling the silence with soft cracks. I let out a long sigh and leaned further back into the velvet armchair.He didn’t glance at me, just spoke casually, like he already knew what was on my mind.“You’re back so soon,” he said. “What happened this time?”I stared at the amber liquid in my glass for a second before answering. “I’m not going back, Uncle. I’m done.”“Done with what exactly?” he asked, even though I knew he already understood.“My father’s company. That life. I’m not doing it anymore. He keeps trying to push women at me like I’m some product that needs a pretty box to sell better.”Uncle Matteo raised an eyebrow. “You know one of these days, you’re going to have to accept one and move on. You’re the CEO, Kelvin. You can’t keep going MIA every time he breathes

KELVIN Amelia walked down the stairs in a red gown that hugged her body perfectly. Her hips swayed elegantly as her heels clicked on the tiles.I took her hand and pulled her to the middle of the hall. Her favourite song started playing in the background, slow and sensual.It had the kind of beat that made you want to move. She was swinging her hips to the rhythm, grinding slowly against me, completely lost in the music.I was lost too, until she looked up at me suddenly and screamed.My eyes flew open.I sat up with a jolt, my heart hammering in my chest. For a second, I couldn’t process what was happening. Amelia was right there in front of me, sitting on the edge of the bed, staring at me like I was some kind of ghost. I blinked at her, completely disoriented.What the fuck?Then it hit me. I had been dreaming. But Amelia was actually in the bed with me. How? She wasn’t here last night. I didn’t bring her in. So how the hell did this happen?She raised her eyebrows, folded her arm

KELVINAfter Amelia and Ruby were pleased with the conclusion of their meeting with Matteo, they exited the room excitedly. Amelia's eyes met mine and she held it for a moment as she walked past me. Her eyes held a little bit of longing, but it remained firm. She knew this was going to be over soon. It was at that moment that it struck me. I turned back toward the main hall.And found Matteo in his study, behind that large oak desk he rarely used unless he needed to sign something important or smoke in silence.He didn’t look up when I walked in.“I know what I want to do,” I said, voice firm.That got his attention. He raised his head slowly, eyes narrowing like he wasn’t sure if he’d heard right. “What do you mean?”“I mean,” I stepped forward, hands in my pockets, “I know the kind of work I want to do, while I'm on my leave.”His brows lifted slightly, clearly intrigued. “And what would that be?”I met his gaze head-on. “I want to be Amelia’s bodyguard.”For a full second, Matteo

THIRD PERSON POV“Are you sure?” Ricardo asked, his voice low as he lingered by the door.Ruby didn’t even glance back. “Yes, I already confirmed that Amelia and Kelvin still have other places to check out before they will be back.” She turned to face him fully.Her expression remained calm, regardless of the hunger brewing within her. “Try to be done before then.”Ricardo’s eyes held hers for a moment. Then he nodded, quietly locking the door behind him.He walked over to her in a slow and deliberate motion, and turned her around to face the table. His hand slid up her side, the scent of her skin already pulling something primal out of him. He buried his face in her neck and inhaled deeply, grounding himself against the heat pooling in his body.She didn’t resist him.He could feel himself harden and his pants tighten, but he ignored the ache. Ruby had been pushing his boundaries all day, like she’d been begging for this moment. He knew she wanted to be touched, and dominated. To b

THIRD PERSON POV The room seemed to freeze for a heartbeat, the air tightening with the sudden shift in power. Camille’s smirk faltered just slightly, as the young man’s gaze darted between her and Amelia, clearly noting the correction.He glanced down at his clipboard. “Yes, that’s correct,” he said politely. “Please, come in…”But Camille stepped forward, her voice sharp enough to slice through his words. “She’s no longer with the company,” she announced, gesturing toward Amelia with a practiced air of authority. “In fact, she was fired. If you go ahead with this meeting with her, there will be… consequences.” She let the word drip slowly, deliberately. “And they may not be very nice for you.”Camille spoke with the kind of confidence that came from having Rafael smooth over her mistakes and bulldoze anyone in her way. She didn’t know who the true owner of Jharvis was and she didn’t care, because in her mind, no one could compare to Rafael’s influence.She gave a self-assured tilt