Semua Bab BREAKING the BOSS: Bab 21 - Bab 27

JaxonStanding across the room, radiating serenity and breathtaking sophistication, was Amelia Carrington. I tensed so much I bit my lip until it bled.I watched her speak elegantly to a few people, smile at some swooning men, and toss her angelic, perfect smile to the media.My thoughts ran and calculated. I had invited Amelia knowing she didn’t have an iota of interest in art, but she had come anyway—which left only one viable explanation.Alexander was here.This was going to be bad. I stared down at Chiara. She was just as impaled as I was, but not as angry.Amelia was now moving elegantly toward us, swirling a glass of champagne in her hand.She got closer and stopped directly in front of me. I dropped my previously draped arm and curled it into fists.“A good night to you, Jaxon.”She tittered and let her gaze stray to Chiara. Chiara gave her a sweet smile.“I must say, I never thought you’d make it to the gallery opening.”“Yeah, right. I mean, Alex said he was coming—what coul

~Chiara.“I can’t believe you had the audacity,” I muttered, finally letting myself explode.We were in his mansion now.sorry scratch that-fortress.Everywhere smelt of money and everything exuded wealth and so was the security.JESUS,every room as far as I could see from the hallway had some kind of biometric sensor.Alexander’s lips quirked, but there was no humor in his eyes. “There's no use to you challenging me. Least of all after I've moved most of your stuff after all we wouldn't be in this if it wasn't for your traipsing around with Jaxon.”I swallowed hard , clenching my fists to control my anger“Amd who's the blame for that, huh? When you just conveniently forgot to mention your twin brother when you introduced your whole family to me in absentia” My voice faltered. “I don't want to be in the middle of your family drama and I want my own life ,my own family.”“You’re in it whether you like it or not,” he said, his hand tightening slightly on the . “We need to present a more u

Jessica Just to make sure Fiona was out of it for the rest of the morning until I left for work, I drugged her beer. I wasn’t letting her ruin this shift for me—not after working so hard throughout the night to create this pitch. Chiara had given me a chance, and by Jove, I wasn’t letting this opportunity slip. I surveyed myself in my new pinstripe pantsuit. I’d gotten it for an outrageous price, but it was worth it because I looked official. It hugged my curves perfectly. Chiara had transferred some money to me, and I completed the rest with the tips I’d gotten from my customers during my night shift. After one last check on my mother, I clutched my shoulder bag and headed out. Running around to the back of my apartment where I’d chained my scooter to a pole, I unchained it and tried wheeling it out—only to find out I had a flat tire. I muttered a string of curses. “Of all days!” I whined. Without an alternative, I had to walk all the way to the train station in my h

~ ChiaraThe house was quieter once Alexander dragged me from the living room.But my heartbeat wouldn’t calm.Olivia’s words kept echoing: “Some doors shouldn’t be opened… unless you’re ready for the truth.”I glanced at Alexander.His jaw was tight, eyes stormy. Every muscle in his body screamed “stay away from that room.”But curiosity gnawed at me.“Alex,” I whispered, tugging his sleeve. “Which room was she talking about?”He stopped, his hand tightening around mine like steel.“Chiara… forget it,” he hissed.I shook my head. “No. I have to know. She didn’t even say east wing for nothing.”His stare cut through me.“Chiara, you don’t understand. Some truths… you don’t want to touch them. Not yet. Not ever.”I swallowed. “I do want to understand. I can’t just… not know.”He turned abruptly, leading me toward the library.His body was a wall between me and the east wing.Every step screamed tension, every line of his shoulders radiated danger.“Alex… why are you so tense? You’ve be