chapter 11

When I got to work the next day, I didn’t waste time. I went straight to his office, determined to answer his message and find out exactly why he wanted to see me.At the door, I paused, pulling in a shaky breath before pushing it open. The quiet click of the door closing behind me felt too loud in the stillness of the room.He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, one hand buried lazily in his pocket as he stared out at the city below. The black suit he wore was cut so sharp it could wound, hugging his broad shoulders like it was stitched onto him. The open collar of his shirt dipped just enough to look careless, yet somehow breathtaking.“You’re late.” His voice carried across the room, low and smooth, but he didn’t bother to turn around.“I’m sorry, sir.” The word slipped out before I could stop it, my voice trembling against the hammering of my heartbeat. I bowed my head, trying to steady myself. Calm down. He just wants to talk. Maybe he recognizes you now.“Sir?” He ec

Last Updated : 2025-08-26

chapter 12

"Sebastian, get away from me," I whispered, palms pressing against his chest. He didn’t budge. Not even an inch.Over his shoulder, his gaze flicked lazily to Clara. His voice was calm, almost bored, as if she weren’t his fiancée but an unwelcome interruption."You should have knocked."My chest tightened. What? He spoke to her like she was one of the staff, like I was."Sebestain," I hissed under my breath, desperate. "We’re too close. She’s going to think there's something going on between us.” The corner of his mouth curved into a smirk sharp enough to cut. He was enjoying this. My stomach twisted. But Why?"Dante!" Clara’s voice cracked through the room, raw and furious. Her brows crashed together, eyes blazing. "Do I need an invitation to walk into my own future husband’s office?""Future husband?" he echoed, low and mocking, a humorless chuckle spilling past his lips.His name tore from her throat again, but he didn’t even flinch. Instead, his hand slipped around my waist, firm

Last Updated : 2025-08-27

chapter 13

When I slid into the car, I told the driver to take me to the family estate. Then I leaned back in silence, my mind stuck on Anora.She was the first woman I’d ever taken to the suite of my personal hotel and the first to walk away from my money. She didn't even know who I was when we met and she didn't know I owned the place we spent the night in.I had never brought anyone there. Not even Clara.Seeing her yesterday, in that cleaner’s uniform, her wide, startled eyes fixed on me, her beauty sharper than I remembered, I realized I’d never really gotten over her. Ignoring her wouldn’t last long. I already knew that.My phone buzzed. One glance at the caller ID, and a smirk tugged at my mouth. Clara. Of course. She was the reason my father had summoned me.We’d been engaged for six years, though I’d kept the wedding at arm’s length. I didn’t want to marry her. At first, I told myself I was falling for her slowly, maybe that one day I’d catch up. But then came the video of her in bed w

Last Updated : 2025-08-28

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