All Chapters of THE CEO'S SECRET REDEMPTION : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

The night air was warm, laced with salt and the scent of jasmine drifting in through the open terrace doors. The ocean whispered beyond the horizon, its rhythm slow and steady the kind of quiet that Adrian Knight had never truly known before. For the first time in what felt like forever, there were no calls from lawyers, no board meetings, no scandals clawing at the edge of his empire. Only peace. Only Gabriel. Adrian stood at the balcony, shirt unbuttoned halfway, the faint glow of moonlight tracing along the lines of his shirt making him look so irresistible amd very handsome but his focus was on the man behind him. Gabriel Vega had just come out of the shower, a towel slung carelessly around his waist, droplets of water sliding down his shoulders and along the ridges of his back. He looked effortlessly beautiful all strength and quiet grace. When Adrian turned, his breath caught for a moment. “You’re staring again,” Gabriel said softly, amusement flickering in his eyes as

The night was soft one of those rare evenings when the city outside seemed to hum in rhythm with the heartbeats inside the penthouse. Rain had just fallen, leaving streaks of silver across the glass walls, and the air was thick with the scent of wet earth and candle wax… Adrian sat by the piano, fingers brushing over the keys though he didn’t play. The melody in his mind wasn’t music, but memory the sound of Gabriel’s laughter, the echo of Elias’s footsteps, the quiet moments that had come to fill the emptiness he once mistook for strength... Behind him, Gabriel’s footsteps padded across the floor. “You’re brooding again,” he said softly, leaning against the doorway...you promised me not to keep thinking... Adrian glanced up with a half-smile. “I don’t brood.” Gabriel arched an eyebrow. “You do. Elegantly, maybe. But you do.” Adrian turned on the piano bench, his expression easing. Gabriel was wearing a simple white shirt, with a short knickers ,looking handsome and the fai

The night stretched softly around the Knight estate, the kind of calm that felt earned. The chaos, the betrayals, the constant tightrope of business warfare all of it had faded into something quieter. The sound of the cool breeze tapping against the balcony glass filled the space where once tension used to live. Adrian Knight sat in his home office, papers spread before him, though his eyes weren’t on the words. He was thinking about Gabriel. Ever since they had fought their last battle side by side, life had begun to reshape itself. Gabriel had moved into the house fully now no more splitting time between his firm and Adrian’s world. Elias loved it. The house felt warmer, fuller. Laughter had returned to the halls that once echoed with loneliness. It was strange, Adrian thought, how something so simple breakfast together, late-night conversations, the sound of Elias’ laughter felt more powerful than all the empires he had built. He was still learning how to exist in this pea

Morning came with a soft spill of sunlight across the sheets, warm and golden, like peace made visible. Gabriel stirred first, blinking against the light before realizing where he was curled up in Adrian’s arms, his head resting on the steady rhythm of his chest. For a moment, he didn’t move. He just listened to the heartbeat, to the faint chirping of birds outside, to the quiet that had once been a stranger in their lives. Adrian’s arm tightened slightly around him, half-awake, half-dreaming. His voice came low and rough with sleep. Sweetheart you are staring again Gabriel smiled, tracing small circles against his skin. “I still can’t believe this is real.” Adrian opened his eyes slowly, blue-grey and warm in the morning light. “It’s real,” he said softly. “Every moment of it.” They shared a quiet kiss, unhurried, grounded in the comfort of knowing neither had to rush off to fight the world today. Down the hall, Elias’s laughter suddenly broke the silence. He was awake a

The city outside Adrian’s penthouse glimmered in a wash of gold and silver, the skyline stretching endlessly beneath a moon that seemed to watch them with quiet approval. Inside, everything was still soft jazz hummed from the speaker, the fire crackled low, and the faint scent of cedar wood and Gabriel’s cologne hung in the air. Adrian stood by the window, his tie undone, sleeves rolled halfway up, a glass of whiskey in hand. He looked calm, almost peaceful, but his thoughts were far from quiet. Every time he thought about how close he’d come to losing everything his company, his son, the love of his life—it still sent a tremor through him. Gabriel entered quietly, barefoot, wearing one of Adrian’s shirts that hung loose on him. His hair was slightly tousled, his eyes soft and steady. “You need to learn how to let go of your thoughts Adrian ..he said gently, his voice carrying that familiar mix of teasing and warmth. Adrian glanced over his shoulder, a smile tugging at his lip