All Chapters of Advantageous Contract With The Domineering CEO: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

Don't you dare threaten me with Vittoria!" I spat, throwing a vase on the floor as I hurried after her, managing to catch her in the hallway."It's not a threat!" she retorts, vehemently trying to wriggle out of my grip. "You think you're the only one who can do whatever you feel like doing without consequences? You don't know what I'm capable of.""Where do you have my daughter?" I shout angrily, my throat rasping."You won't know!""I ask you where the fuck is she!" I retort, trying to control myself.I don't want to, I don't want to hurt her, but she's getting on my nerves. She's making me fed up and I can't stand to see her one more second."Let go of me!" she screams. "Let go of me if you don't want me to report you for mistreating me too!""Miss, Alice!" The cook appears in the hallway. "Sir, please let her go."The woman speaks in a trembling voice, but I ignore her words."Tell me," I demand. "Tell me!"I feel like I'm freaking out and now her eyes are watching me fearfully.S

Juliette's POV I hate him. I detest him. I abhor him. He's a damn idiot!He does everything on purpose, and his purpose is to ruin my life and prevent me from being happy with someone else.I can barely bring myself to look Damien in the face. It wasn't supposed to happen like this. I was supposed to tell him, not stupid Gérard.I glance at the man next to me briefly, and it's very evident that he's upset. He hasn't said a single word since I got into the car, and I'm afraid to speak because I don't know how he'll take it.I realize that we've already arrived at my building, and he doesn't even turn off the engine to get out with me, as he usually does.I turn to look at him again, and just as I do, he looks away."Damien," I dare to call him, but he ignores me. "Damien, please look at me."He turns to look at me sharply, making me swallow hard because of the angry expression on his face."I need to explain what happened back there," I look at him pleadingly."Don't tell me anything,

Juliette Gérard had gone off with his assistant, who knows where, and that made me more than angry, although I shouldn't care.Why didn't he fire her after all the scandals? That woman was a leech, and he didn't put her in her place.I decided to leave the tour, claiming that Isabella could handle the organization on her own. Mr. Carter wasn't very happy about me abandoning my position, but I couldn't stay there with Gérard around.I needed a break."I must stay strong and stay away from him," I muttered to myself, looking at the beautiful fountain and gardens filled with flower bushes.Now, I find myself at a company party where Bastian couldn't attend due to work, and Mr. Carter was being insistent, wanting to dance with me. I had no choice but to accept, although I didn't like the way he held my waist.I remembered Isabella's words and shuddered, looking for an excuse to step out into the garden to get some fresh air, where I am now, lost in my thoughts."Juliette," I hear someone

Let's go," I say annoyed, getting into the car."You didn't pee. You wanted to escape, didn't you?" he questions, getting into the car."Sure, it's just that I'm stupid enough to escape on a desolate road in the middle of the night," I reply wryly, and he remains thoughtful without starting the car."Do you love him?" he speaks from one second to the next, leaving me confused by his question."What are you talking about?""To that idiot who claims to be your boyfriend, are you with him because you love him?""What...?""Answer me.""None of your business," I merely say."What does that mean?" he questions, staring at me."That you don't care how I feel about Damien.""I don't understand what you see in him.""Many qualities that you lack," I reply."You don't know him," he spits angrily."Believe me, I do," I retort and in a second I see his expression transform into one of pure annoyance. "Let's go now, it's starting to rain."Gérard starts the car squeakily and as soon as it starts

As I entered the apartment, I immediately headed towards the bathroom, taking off everything I was wearing. I can still feel his scent lingering on my skin, and the last thing I want is to have his smell on my body.I scrub myself over and over, almost scraping my skin, as if this could erase the traces of what we did yesterday. But when I see the marks that remain and won't go away, it becomes impossible not to cry.I despise myself for what I did to Damien, for what I did to myself. Being strong all this time, only to end up like this.I haven't even checked my cell phone; I'm terrified of seeing a message or a call from Damien and having to respond. I don't know if I'll be able to confess what happened, let alone if I'll be able to face him after this.I berate myself for what happened, over and over again. I cry for hours on end and refuse to answer the phone, which has rung several times.When I look out the window, I notice that it's night already, and I haven't eaten anything a