All Chapters of Her Body, His Signature (A CEO's X Deal): Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Ocean's POV The sterile scent of disinfectant clung to the air, sharp enough to sting the back of my throat. White walls, silver rails, the steady rhythm of the heart monitor—all of it was meant to be comforting. Yet, as I stood beside Paul’s bed, it felt like a cruel reminder of how fragile everything was. My brother looked smaller than I remembered, swallowed up by hospital sheets. His chest rose and fell in shallow rhythm, bandages peeking out from beneath the gown. He was alive, and that should have been enough. The surgery had been successful; Sebastian had made sure of it. And yet… the storm inside me refused to calm. I traced my fingers along the metal rail, grounding myself, even as my eyes burned with unshed tears. Paul’s eyelids fluttered, and when his gaze found me, a weak smile broke across his pale face. “Don’t cry, Ate,” he whispered, voice hoarse but teasing. “You’ll ruin your scary reputation.” A laugh cracked out of me, broken and wet. “Shut up. You scared

Ocean's s POV I wasn’t sure if it was the lingering fear from Paul’s surgery or a premonition of trouble I couldn’t yet name. Every beep of the monitors, every distant step of a nurse, even the flicker of fluorescent lights overhead seemed sharper, as though the world was warning me. I stood beside Paul’s bed, smoothing the covers over his still-thin frame. His eyes, though weary, searched mine with trust and love that made my chest ache. “Ate… are you tired?” he whispered, voice soft and hesitant. I forced a smile. “A little. But you need to rest. That’s the important part.” He tilted his head, brow furrowing. “Is Sebastian… here?” Heat rushed to my cheeks. Even speaking his name aloud carried a weight. “Yes. He’s… around,” I admitted, unsure of how to define his presence. It was comforting, suffocating, protective, and terrifying all at once. Just then, a flicker of movement in the hallway caught my eye. A man lingered by the elevator—a stranger at first glance, but somet

Sebastian’s POV The moment I received the first report of Adrian Vale’s presence, my entire body went taut, muscles coiled like a predator ready to strike. Ocean .Always Ocean... The woman who had no idea how close she was to danger—or how desperately I would protect her. My jaw clenched, gray eyes darkening as I read the email again: “Rival CEO spotted near hospital. Ms. Ramirez may be compromised.” Compromised. The word ignited something primal inside me. My hands curled into fists, nails digging into my palms. No one uses her as bait. No one touches her. No one. I moved through the hospital with silent precision, each step calculated, every eye in the corridor noting me but none daring to speak. My suit was immaculate, tailored to perfection, but the storm inside me made it heavy. Not heavy in fabric, but heavy in purpose, heavy in obsession. Every heartbeat demanded action. Ocean was in Paul’s room when I arrived. Her presence made the air in the sterile ward feel electric, suf

("Ocean's POV) Lord,help me." i softly whispered to mydelf. My stomach churned. Every word he spoke felt like a challenge, a deliberate prodding, and a test I was terrified to fail. Sebastian didn’t flinch. His control was terrifying, magnetic and unwavering. And in his eyes, I saw the full measure of his obsession—the way it burned brighter at the edges, the way it claimed him entirely. “You’re done,” he said finally, and every muscle in his body coiled like a spring. In an instant, he moved with such speed and precision it was almost inhuman. He stepped between Adrian and me, eyes blazing, gray depths swirling with something darker, possessive, and absolute. Adrian’s smirk faltered. “Impressive,” he admitted. “But I’m not finished.” “I don’t care,” Sebastian said, voice low, lethal. “I warned you once. I’ll warn you again—don’t touch her, don’t manipulate her, don’t even think about stepping closer. Or you’ll regret it beyond measure.” The tension was electric, the kind of

(Ocean's POV) His laugh was bitter, humorless. “Who you are? Ocean, every time you fight me, every time you push back, it only ties you closer to me. Don’t you see? We’re past the point of no return.” The rain outside hammered against the glass, a furious symphony echoing the storm inside me. I can’t do this,” I whispered. “I can’t keep living in your shadow, Sebastian. You’ll destroy me.” “And yet you’re still here.” His voice was low, dangerous, almost tender. Because I couldn’t leave. Not with Paul still fragile, not with threats lurking outside, not with the part of me that betrayed me every time Sebastian looked at me like I was both his salvation and his ruin. The door suddenly burst open. A nurse rushed in, breathless. “Miss Ocean—your brother is awake. He’s asking for you.” Relief flooded me. An escape. I hurried past Sebastian, brushing against his shoulder, feeling the heat of his presence for a fleeting second. His hand twitched, as if to catch me, but he let m