All Chapters of Seducing My Ex's Ruthless Dad : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Amy StoneThe moment I open the door, the world freezes. My breath catches in my throat, and for a second, I think my eyes are playing tricks on me. But they aren’t. Standing right there, in the middle of Kael’s office hallway, is the man I never thought I’d see again—my father.Michal Hayes.His presence alone makes the air feel heavy. He looks older, more worn, yet those sharp eyes still carry the same arrogance that once broke everything I loved.I don’t say a word. Instead, I turn around and walk back into the office, pretending he isn’t there. My hands are trembling, though I try to hide it. He left when I needed him most—after Mom died, after Grandma took me in, after life turned into a storm I had to survive alone.Now he shows up? For what?Kael glances at me, his brows furrowing. “Amy? What’s wrong?”I shake my head, forcing my tone to stay calm. “Nothing. Just… nothing.”He looks unconvinced but doesn’t press. He’s learned by now that when I say “nothing,” it means everythin

Amy StoneThe silence in the car is heavy, filled with thoughts I don’t want to think. My fingers tap against my knee, trying to find rhythm in the chaos inside my head. Kael’s words echo over and over—Your father is the mafia boss. I stare out the window, the city lights bleeding into one another.“So all this time,” I whisper, “he wasn’t just some powerful businessman… he was living a double life?”Kael doesn’t answer immediately. His jaw tightens, eyes fixed on the road ahead. “It’s more complicated than that,” he says finally. “But this attack—it’s not random. It’s a warning. Michael doesn’t do half measures, Amy. When he wants something, he’ll burn everything in his path until he gets it.”I swallow hard, my throat burning. “He wants me?”“Yes.” Kael glances at me, his tone low and controlled. “You should start asking yourself why now. Why after all these years? What changed?”I shake my head, heat rising in my chest. “I don’t care. He abandoned me when I needed him most. If he t

Amy Stone Kael's eyes are soft with that impossible calm he wears when he wants to convince the world that he has everything under control. "Talk to me," he murmurs, half joke, half command. My mouth shapes lies like coins. "He wants something," I say, too casual. "Old favors. He thinks I'm a bargaining chip." He studies my face, searching. For a moment I consider telling him everything — the gun, the ultimatum, the way Michael named a deadline. I consider telling him that I spent the whole night after dinner rehearsing how to blow my father's head off if he tried anything, that the old Amy would have begged and the new Amy would definitely killed. Instead I sip my wine and smile like it's normal. "It’s nothing you should worry about." Kael doesn't look convinced. His jaw tightens, and there's a line between his brows I haven't liked seeing since the day he called me his — the serious, dangerous line that means he's planning. "If he threatened you—" I close the distance wit

Chad WoodsThe next morningI lean against the kitchen doorframe, arms crossed, watching Marina hum as she cooks. The sound of sizzling butter and the faint scent of rosemary fill the air. She’s too focused on her task to notice me right away.“Who’s all that for?” I ask casually, pretending curiosity as I stroll closer. “Everyone else already ate.”She glances back, startled. “It’s for Mr. and Mrs. Woods,” she says, smiling politely.Mr. and Mrs. Woods.That’s how she calls them now—Kael and Amy. The thought makes my jaw tighten.I nod, keeping my tone light. “Ah, okay. Would you mind checking if Clide’s finished his plate from earlier? I think he left it in his room again.”Marina wipes her hands on a towel, nods, and walks out without question. Perfect.The second she’s gone, I pull a small glass bottle from my pocket. Inside, a translucent liquid sloshes quietly. My pulse quickens. I’ve waited long enough for this.“This should be enough to get my plan in motion,” I whisper to mys

Chad WoodsThat night, I pace around my room, running a hand through my hair in frustration. “How the hell am I going to get Amy’s attention?” I mutter under my breath. The thought of her being all caring toward my dad makes my stomach twist.Then it hits me. I snap my fingers, a grin forming on my face. “Aha! I know the perfect thing. Since you’re taken by my dad’s silly injury, I’ll just have to think bigger.”Without wasting a second, I storm out of the room.Halfway down the hallway, Cassandra appears, her silk robe barely tied. She trails a finger along my arm, smirking. “What’s up, bad boy?”She steps closer, grabs slides her tiny smooth hands inside my trousers without worrying that anyone may walk down this hallway any second."Not here?" I mutter softly."Relax, Everyone has gone to their bedrooms. You look tense, are you having trouble with your little plan? Operation Amy Stone?" She coo's."pfft ..I...Am..Not having trouble with my plan, I am just being careful-" I groan wh