All Chapters of Straight Until Him: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

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The Weight of a Name

Mr. Romano’s POV“Gentlemen, ladies,” I start, setting my glasses on the table. “Before we begin, can someone explain to me why every financial site in the city suddenly thinks Romano Corp is merging with Duvall Enterprise?”A chorus of groans follows. One of the directors mutters, “It is spreading like wildfire, sir. We have sent press statements, but…”“But people believe what they want to believe,” another interrupts. “And a merger between Romano and Duvall sounds too good not to gossip about.”I rub my temple. “We are not merging. We never even discussed it.”“Yes, sir,” one of the older board members says, “but the timing of this rumor; right after Micah Duvall’s appointment as CEO… it looks… coordinated.”“Coordinated by who?” I ask flatly. “You think I would leak something that stupid?”Silence. Then one of the younger executives clears his throat. “Sir, permission to speak freely?”“Go on.”“People are saying the connection between your son and Micah might be fueling these sto

Last Updated : 2025-10-14

Pillow Talk and Panic Emails

Alessandro’s POV“I swear, if one more old man sends me another email about attendance, I am deleting the company.”That is what I said the second I opened the message titled Minutes of the Meeting – Urgent. I did not even have to scroll through to know what it was. Dad must have chaired another emergency board meeting. I skimmed the first paragraph and sighed.“Why do they always need me there?” I muttered to myself. “Do they believe I just stay here fiddling my fingers, waiting for calendar notifications?”Before I could finish ranting to the air, the front door opened. I did not bother standing up. There was only one person who walked into my place without knocking.Micah.He emerged in the doorway like a weary warrior who had just endured a catastrophe in a suit.“Please tell me you have got coffee,” he groaned, dropping his jacket on the nearest chair. “I am dying.”I lifted my phone without looking up. “I have got something better. A 47-page email about how your boyfriend is app

Last Updated : 2025-10-14

Old Walls, Heavy Names

Mr. Duvall’s POVThe guard grunted, “Visitor for you.”“If it is a reporter, tell them to rot.”“Not a reporter,” came a calm, deep voice.I looked up. Giovanni Romano.“Well, I will be damned,” I muttered. “The great Romano walking into a prison.”“I had to see how my favorite criminal was doing.”I leaned back in my chair. “Favorite criminal? I must have dropped on your list of enemies for that title.”He sat down across from me, looking far too comfortable for this concrete box. “You always had a talent for exaggeration.”“And you always had a talent for pretending your world is spotless,” I shot back.He did not argue. Just folded his hands, steady as ever. “You look tired”“That is what happens when you swap boardrooms for bars. What is your excuse?”“Same thing. Different kind of bars.”That actually got a small smile out of me. “So what is this visit for? You want to check if prison has reformed me?”“No. I came to talk. Man to man.”“About what? Business? Or are you here to te

Last Updated : 2025-10-15

Aisles and Affection

Alessandro’s POV“Did you just throw three different brands of cereal into the cart?”“I am sampling,” Micah said, shrugging. “Do you not like variety, mister?”“Mister.” I mocked him. “Variety is fine,” I said, pushing the cart forward, “but this is chaos.”He smirked. “You say chaos like it is a bad thing.”“It is,” I said. “Especially when it costs eighty dollars in sugar.”He dropped another box in. “Eighty-five.”I groaned. “You are intentionally doing this."“Obviously.”I halted the cart and gazed at him. “Do you even eat cereal?”He looked at me, dead serious. “No. You do.”I blinked. “So you are buying cereal for me?”“Exactly.”I fought the urge to smile. “You are impossible.”“Admit it,” he said. “You like it.”“I tolerate it.”“The same,” he uttered, grinning.I jiggled my head, but the edge of my lips betrayed me.“Okay,” I said. “But we are sticking to the list after this.”He peered into the cart. “You mean the one you conveniently left in the car?”I glared at him. “Yo

Last Updated : 2025-10-15

He Screamed Before the Ghost Did

Micah’s POVPresently, Alessandro and I are tangled in sheets sitting on the sofa, about to watch a movie. Not just any movie. An horror movie picked by me. Alessandro hates horror to its core.The movie started with that creepy low hum that instantly made Alessandro tense. He pulled the blanket up like a shield and muttered, “I already regret this agreeing to this.”I grinned. “You said that before the movie even started.”“Because I remember the last one you shamelessly forced me to watch. I did not get to sleep for two nights.”“That was a zombie comedy,” I said, trying not to laugh.“Comedy my foot!!! They were singing and eating people, Micah. Literally eating people, how is that a comedy?” Alessandro asked confused. I just had to laugh.I snorted. “They were singing better than you, though.”He threw me a glare sharp enough to slice popcorn. “You are lucky I love you.”“Correction,” I said, leaning back. “You think you love me.”“Yeah...," he glared at me, "...and that I am reco

Last Updated : 2025-10-16

Finally Visiting

Micah’s POVThe security escorted me down the silent hallway, the air heavy with antiseptic and quietness. My steps echoed, and when I reached the visiting room, I spotted him; my father, seated behind the glass, his hands clasped like he had been waiting for a while.He looked up, eyes finding mine instantly. “You finally remembered I exist.”I sat down, picking up the phone. “It is not like that, you know... I have been busy.”“Busy being CEO?” He smirked.I opened my mouth to talk, "Well...," but I got interrupted before I could form a sentence.“Looks good on you. You have got that permanent frown I used to have.”“Guess it runs in the family.” I murmured but he heard it anyway.He leaned closer. “So… what is the damage report?”“What do you mean?” I asked him.“I mean the company, Micah. The leak, the rumors, the sharks pretending to be allies.”I sighed. “You know about that?”“I might be in here, does not mean I do not know what is going on out there... news travels son and eve

Last Updated : 2025-10-16

Comfort

Alessandro’s POV I typed in my passcode and unlocked the door. I can hear the hum of my mother already, I had forgotten she forwarded me a message stating she would drop by.“Hello, slumberer," my mother sang as I strolled into the living room, spotting Micah lounging on the settee. “Seems like somebody is carrying the world on his back”“Mom,” I said, dropping my briefcase by the door. “Be nice. He is exhausted, not a punching bag.”Micah groaned, leaning back into the cushions. “I am fine. Just… long day.”“You consistently say that,” my mother joked, sitting on an armchair. “Come on, tell me everything.”I nudged Micah lightly with my elbow. “Go on. Do not hold back. How was the visit?”Micah gave me a small smile, still looking tired. “It was good. My father was calm. Normal, even. We just talked… you know, father-son stuff. Nothing dramatic, nothing crazy.”My mother’s eyes softened. “That is good to hear. You need that sometimes, a little normalcy.”“I know,” Micah said, stretc

Last Updated : 2025-10-17

Clearing the Air

Mr. Romano’s POV“Excellent morning, everyone,” I started, tweaking the microphone. The press hall thrummed with cameras shuttering and reporters rustling papers. “Thank you for attending on such short notice.”A few flashes went off. I took a breath. “I know there has been a lot of talk lately; rumors about a supposed merger between Romano Corp and Duvall Enterprise.”A reporter raised their hand. “Is that true, Mr. Romano? That is the question everyone needs an answer to”I smiled faintly. “Which I know, I am not obliged to give an answer but here I am and… No. Absolutely not. There is no merger planned, never was and never going to be. I would not even be holding this press conference if it were not for one reason. You all know I do not hold a press conference just to kill a rumor, it is a waste of time and resources.”Curious murmurs filled the room.“I am here today to relieve some of the stress from Duvall Enterprise’s new CEO, Micah Duvall. Some people; shareholders and insider

Last Updated : 2025-10-17

The Knock at the Door

Micah’s POV“My father really went all out for you,” Alessandro said, brushing his fingers lazily through my hair.We are watching the emergency press conference.“He did not just go all out,” I said, my eyes on the TV. “He practically knighted me on live television. Did you hear the way he said, ‘young, competent, and capable’? That is subtle code for ‘my son’s lover.’”Alessandro laughed, his voice low and entertained. “He is being careful. If he shows too much support, people will start whispering that he is favoring his son’s boyfriend.”I grinned. “So instead, he makes a whole speech defending me like I am some endangered species. Very subtle indeed.”“You should be grateful,” Alessandro teased. “He does not even defend his son that passionately.”“I noticed,” I said, smirking. “Maybe he finally realized I am the more responsible one in this relationship.”He arched a brow. “Responsible? You are the one who ate half a tub of ice cream before breakfast.”“Energy for the day,” I sa

Last Updated : 2025-10-18

The Ghost at the Door

Alessandro’s POV“Micah?”No answer. Just silence.“Who is it?” I called again.“Micah, you alright?” I asked, striding towards him, somewhat expecting him to snap out of it and say it was simply a courier. However when I got to the door, I saw why he could not budge.My breath hitched.Standing there, outlined by the hallway glow, was Sandra.Her hair was shorter, her vision brighter, peaceful.She beamed warmly. “Hi.”For a second, all three of us just stared at each other. No one breathed. No one spoke. The silence stretched thin.Then I found my voice first. “Sandra…?”“Yeah.” Her voice cracked a little, but she kept smiling. “It is me.”Micah still had not budged. He seemed like he was striving to discover whether he was fantasizing or delusional.I reached for the door. “Come in.”Sandra stepped forward carefully, as if afraid she might break something. Or maybe afraid we would tell her to leave.Micah finally spoke, his voice low. “You are… here.”“I am.”He blinked rapidly. “H

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