All Chapters of The Sin of His Obsession: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Three days. That's how long it took for the carefully crafted narrative to take hold. Three long, brutal days of watching her life's work unravel. Ang mga nagkalat na balita patungkol sa isyu, kinulayan si Chloe at ang kanyang firm na 'desperado' sa ngalan ng pera. Bawat online forum, social media feed, ay nagdudulot ng dagdag na sugat sa kanyang pagkatao. The initial shock had been replaced now with a deep, consuming exhuastion, but underneath it all, a cold , hard resolve had settled in her bones.Nakaupo sa loob ng isang high-end coffee shop sila Aiden at Chloe, isang magandang lugar para sa mga business deals at socialites lunches. It was a calculated risk; they were walking into the lion's den. Si Aiden ay busy sa kanyang phone- makikita ang puro numero at stock charts sa screen nito. Wala man itong sinasabi ngunit ramdam ng dalaga ang tensyon. The media firestorm had affected his company's stock, and Celeste's plan was clearly working.Just then. a sleek, immaculately dressed wom

Isang buong linggo. Ganoon katagal ang lumipas. Isang linggo ng pampublikong pagpapahiya at pagkabigo. The news cycle had moved on from just reporting on the scandal to dissecting it with venom. Sa bawat araw na lumilipas, tila lalong lumalalim ang pagkakasangkot nila sa gulo. Chloe’s firm had lost two major clients in the last 48 hours, and the whispers of impending closure were growing louder. Aiden's stock had also taken a significant, noticeable hit, a direct result of the public's loss of trust. The weight of Celeste's influence was no longer a shadow; it was a storm that had already hit. Chloe and Aiden sat in the back of Aiden's car, the tinted windows offering a fragile shield from the outside world. Aiden was in the driver's seat, his jaw set in a determined line as he navigated the morning traffic. They had been trying to find a trace of Dan for an entire week, but it was as if he had vanished into thin air. Aiden's usual channels—private investigators, network contacts—wer

The sudden clang from the street was not a gunshot, but the sickening sound of a metal garbage can toppling over, followed by a loud curse. It was a mundane sound, but in the tense silence of their hiding spot, it was a thunderclap. The three of them froze, their hearts pounding against their ribs. The footsteps faded, and the alley returned to its chaotic but familiar rhythm. It was a close call, a terrifying reminder that they were not alone. They had escaped one ambush, but they were still trapped in a city filled with Torres's people.Chloe let out a shaky breath, her body trembling with the aftershock of pure fear. "Let's go. Ngayon na." Her voice was a raw whisper, barely audible over the pounding in her ears.Lumabas sila sa kanilang pinagtataguan, moving quickly and quietly through the maze of narrow alleyways. They found a different street that led them back to the main road, where Aiden’s car was still parked, miraculously undisturbed. They piled in, and Aiden floored the ga

The door closed with a soft click behind Elias, sealing them in the warm, quiet cabin. The man was an enigma, his posture ramrod straight, his face a perfect, unreadable mask. He didn't sit down. He simply stood by the coffee table, his eyes scanning the room as if cataloging every detail, every piece of furniture, every corner of the room. The scent of rain and pine from outside was now mixed with a hint of something sterile, something cold—the scent of a man who belonged in a world of steel and concrete, not a mountain hideaway. Aiden stood before him, his face a mask of his own, a perfect reflection of the cold resolve he had just chosen. His hands, however, were still trembling slightly, a small betrayal of the magnitude of the decision he had made. Chloe watched from a distance, her hand on Dan's shoulder, trying to provide comfort that she herself lacked. Dan was huddled on the couch, shaking, the blanket wrapped around him like a shield. ​Elias set the leather briefcase on t

The steel barrier slammed shut with a sickening thud, a metallic guillotine that severed them from the world outside. The wail of the security alarm echoed through the sterile air, a triumphant cry of a trap sprung. Aiden, Chloe, and Dan were sealed inside a box of steel and glass, prisoners of a game they had not agreed to play. The scent of gas, thin at first, began to thicken, a cold, metallic odor that promised an end far more sinister than a bullet."Wala na tayong daanan!" Chloe screamed, her voice a fragile protest against the unyielding reality of their situation. "We're trapped!"Aiden's mind, a whirlwind of betrayal and fear, clicked into tactical mode. He looked at the hard drive, then at the laptop where the cryptic message from "M" still glowed. The gas was a lie, a psychological weapon. The true danger was being caught in this small, enclosed space. The mastermind wasn't a fool; they wouldn't use a deadly gas that could be easily traced back to them. It was a bluff, a ps