All Chapters of Reluctant Love Reckless Heir : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Naomi’s POV The plan was simple: gain Adrian’s trust, find his weaknesses, which have already have, his daughter and Isla and I gave Victor the information he but he wanted something more.But Adrian wasn’t an easy man to manipulate. He was guarded, sharp, and fiercely loyal to Isla and their daughter. If I wanted to get anything useful, I had to be smarter, more cunning than ever before.So, I played the long game. I acted like the perfect nanny, always doting on their little girl, making Isla feel at ease, ensuring Adrian saw me as nothing more than an ordinary employee. But that wasn’t enough.To truly break him, I needed him vulnerable, that's what victor wants.Tonight was my chance.I had watched Adrian closely over the past few weeks, studying his habits, learning his schedule. He barely slept, always drowning in work, pouring himself into his empire. His responsibilities weighed on him, and I knew when he was stressed, he drank. That was my way in.I knocked softly on the s

Adrian’s POVI sat in my office, my fingers steepled together, staring at nothing. The weight of Naomi’s blackmail hung over me like a noose tightening around my throat. I had been through a lot in my life, but this? This was a different kind of battle. A silent one and also a dangerous one.I ran a hand through my hair, exhaling sharply.I couldn’t let Isla suspect anything. Not when things were finally stable between us.But the problem was, I was losing focus.During my morning meetings, I had found myself zoning out, my mind replaying that damn video over and over again. Naomi held something over me, and I hated the feeling of being powerless.I needed help.And there was only one person I trusted enough to confide in.**Lucian sat across from me in my office, arms crossed, watching me carefully.“You look like shit,” he said bluntly.I scoffed. “Good to know.”He leaned forward. “What’s going on?”I was silent at first. Telling him meant trusting him with a secret that could rui

Isla’s POV“You know what, Adrian? You’re an insufferable ass!” I snapped, throwing my hands in the air.Adrian rolled his eyes, crossing his arms as he leaned against the wall like he wasn’t the reason I was currently fuming. “And you’re overreacting, as usual.”“Overreacting?!” I scoffed, placing my hands on my hips. “You were just in a heated argument with Naomi in a dark corner and refused to tell me anything. Do you think I’m stupid?”His jaw tightened. “I never said that.”“Then why are you keeping things from me?” I demanded.“Because it’s none of your damn business, Isla!” he snapped again, his voice more louder this time.I sucked in a sharp breath, momentarily taken aback by the harshness in his tone. But I wasn’t about to back down.“Oh, but my life was your business when you found out about Victor, right?” I shot back. “You never once asked me what really happened between us. You just accepted the version of the story that suited you and used it as an excuse to treat me li

Adrian’s POVJace’s words still echoed in my mind. Isla was missing, and her location was blocked. My knuckles throbbed from the fight with Dante, but I barely felt the pain. The room was a mess furniture overturned, glass shattered on the floor but none of it mattered.Then, out of nowhere…A maid came rushing into the room, tears streaking her face. She was shaking so violently that she almost collided with me.I snapped.“Watch where the hell you’re going!”She flinched at the sharpness of my tone but didn’t back away. Her lips quivered as she tried to speak, but only choked sobs came out.I exhaled sharply, my patience hanging by a thread. “Speak!”“S.. siir…” she stammered, voice barely above a whisper. “Chloe… she’s gone.”The air was sucked from the room.“What?” My voice came out so badly quiet.The maid wiped her face with shaky hands. “We can’t find Chloe anywhere in the mansion!”Gone.The word didn’t register at first.Chloe. Missing.My daughter.A sharp, suffocating fear

Victor’s POVI stood outside Rico’s penthouse, I know that the city street lights will be so bright so I have to tamper with it to reduce tge brightness. My fingers tightened around the silencer pistol in my grip.Rico. The man whom I once called me brother who had abandoned me when I needed him, instead he left me to burn in that car crash without a second thought. So he can take over my empire.He deserved worse than death.I stepped into the building, my footsteps silent as I made my way through the security he thought was impenetrable. Too bad for him, I had handpicked most of my men back, Eve under his watch and rule I am still in charge.I reached the office on the top floor and pushed the door open without knocking.Rico was sitting on my chair, feet propped up on my desk, swirling a glass of whiskey. His smirk barely lasted a second before his expression turned into pure horror.“V-Victor?” His voice cracked. He shot up from the chair, knocking over his drink. “You’re dead!”I