All Chapters of Tricked To his Bed: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

KAI’S POV I smiled against her shoulder. This was going to be fun. She screamed. “Let go!!!” He knocked aggressively. “Who is fucking there with you?” “Why did you defend me?” I murmured, low… almost against her skin. Her fingers tightened slightly against the seat. “I didn’t…” she started. “You did,” My voice dropped. “Don’t lie.” “Alessa, open the door right now.” Adrian kept banging the door. My hand moved before I could stop it hovering near her waist. Not touching her, Just there. She turned her face toward me, and for a second… We were too close. Dangerously close. My lips hovered around her ears, close enough that her breath hitched. But I didn't touch it, not yet. “Move away, Kai.” Her voice wasn’t loud. But it wasn’t soft either. It was controlled. I leaned in just a fraction more, my forehead almost brushing hers. “Answer me first.” Her breath hitched, just slightly. But I caught it. And that was enough to ruin whatever self-control I had left. Adrian Knoc

KAI’S POVThe engine of my bike roared the second I kicked it alive, the sound ripping through the street as I sped off. Wind slammed against my face, but it didn’t clear my head.Nothing did!! Not the traffic I cut through, Not the horns screaming behind me. Not even the risk I took for Alessa.Only one thing kept repeating.The email!!And Alessa’s fear, I wasn't afraid to be caught. But she was extremely afraid.I tightened my grip on the handle.“Damn it…”The company building came into view fast, the glass, steel, towering like it owned the city.I didn’t slow down. I Pulled in hard. I couldn't even park properlyI was already moving before the engine died.Jace was there and I threw my keys to him.He was Leaning casually by the entrance, he had been waiting.He looked me over once. He had his Helmet and Nike jacket. “You look like trouble,” he said.“I am,” I replied, already walking past him.Inside The air changed, it was Cool and refreshing.Extremely organized and Corpo

Kai’s POVI turned on the engine of Jace's car. My heart was beating like drums and I was restless. Though I couldn't express how I felt at the moment.I leaned back in Jace’s car, one arm draped lazily over the seat. My mind was in Chaos. The kind that doesn’t explode… it spreads.The passenger door yanked open.Jace slid in, breathing a little harder than usual, already tugging off the cleaner’s jacket like it offended him.“Damn disguise,” he muttered, tossing it to the back. “Smells like chemicals and poop. Never tell anyone about this okay!! If you ever, I will end our friendship.”I didn’t respond. He glanced at me while pulling the car into motion.“You should have seen it,” he went on, a grin tugging at his lips. “Adrian didn’t even realize what was happening at first. I kept him busy just like you said. If you had seen his face when I poured him the cleaning water. He looked like he would puke his stomach. I dipped the mop into the toilet. Then carried the smelly water to

ALESSA’S POVThen slowly she turned the screen toward him.And my blood ran cold.“Sto….p..”“Good afternoon, Master,” the maids passing greeted quickly, bowing their heads.Anabel didn’t move. Didn’t lower the laptop.Didn’t even look guilty. She simply turned slightly to him.“Perfect timing,” she said.Only then did I face him.He stood at the entrance of the office corridor, his presence filling the space without effort.Eyes on me. Not on Anabel.Not on the laptop either, just on me.“Why are you here, Alessa?” he asked. “Your grandfather had something to tell you but you…”I cut him off instantly. “I came to retrieve something,” I replied.His gaze flicked, just once to the laptop in Anabel’s hand.Then back to me. “What kind of ‘something’ makes you forget your manners?” he asked quietly.Silence stretched between us. Anabel stepped forward.“She was in a hurry,” she said lightly. “Didn’t even greet me when she came back.”Her fingers tapped the laptop again.“I wonder why.”Mr

ALESSA’S POVWe all sat down in the dining room. It feels warm being around family. Sunlight poured in through the tall glass windows, washing over the long marble table. The scent of freshly prepared food lingered in the air, rich, comforting… almost suffocating.I sat there quietly. Fork in hand.Listening to William talk.Anabel laughed softly at something my father said, her hand resting lightly on his arm. He didn’t pull away.He smiled but not the controlled, distant smile he gave everyone else.A real one.It made something twist inside my chest.They were so much in harmony and I don't want to be the cause of this lovely family breakdown. I had a lot to sayThen I heard Footsteps, Lights and Quick.Someone entered.“Dad, I am..”He stopped mid-sentence when he saw me. Jason. My half-brother.His energy dropped instantly.Like I didn’t belong in the same space as him.My fingers tightened slightly around my fork.“Jason,” my father said calmly, “come and sit.”Jason hesit