Todos los capítulos de Seducing Mr Lukers: A night to remember : Capítulo 31 - Capítulo 40

I was too stunned at the sight of the man who I hated the most was there for me. How could he show up in front of me after insulting me earlier? But now was not my situation to fight with him because I was drugged by this molester George Bacardi.I watched my husband beating the hell out of that molester George. And he made sure to smash his face to make him unattractive, full of wounds and blood. My jaws dropped off in horror as I noticed the ruthlessness in Japhet’s eyes. Even in the dim-lighted club’s room, I could see his tense brows and angry facial expressions.For a moment, everything else faded—the music, the laughter from the bar outside, even the harsh neon lights. All I could see was the controlled fury in him, the way his fists moved with precision, the way his body tensed and released with lethal intent. My heart thumped violently in my chest—not entirely from fear, but from the sudden, shocking realization of how powerful and relentless he could be.People’s murmurs drew

Ana’s POV“Is this what you’ve got to say?” Japhet asked, his voice sharp with irritation and underlying tension. He continued, each word loaded with possessive scrutiny, “Where are you, and who are you with? Alexia said you were invited to a birthday party by an online friend. What’s his username? I’ll look into his biography myself.”His words made my chest tighten, the suffocating weight of his overbearing care settling on me like a physical force. I felt my pulse spike—not with fear, but with a mix of defiance and excitement. I couldn’t resist. Slowly, deliberately, I grabbed Victor by his shirt collar and pulled him close. My lips met his in a kiss that I made audible, teasing, and defiant—all so Japhet could hear it through the phone.Just as I had expected, Japhet’s voice exploded through the speaker. “Who the fuck did you just kiss? Ana doesn’t play with me! I swear, I’ll make sure to kill whoever you just kissed. Stay right there—I’m coming!”A laugh escaped me, loud and vict

Japhet’s POVFinally, my name was called.I had been waiting for it—impatiently. Not for the award. For her reaction.I adjusted my coat, ran my fingers through my hair, and walked onto the stage with steady steps. The applause echoed across the hall, but my attention was fixed on only one person.Ana.She was sitting in the front row exactly where I had arranged. Alone. Like a queen. But her brows were slightly furrowed.She didn’t look pleased.I had assumed she would enjoy the exclusivity, the untouchable aura, the silent message to every man present that she was unreachable. Mine.Seems like my plan to make her feel special backfired. The host’s voice boomed beside me.“Mr. Japhet Lukers is awarded Best CEO of the Year. His exceptional leadership has maintained remarkable stock performance, contributing significantly to national economic development. He has also generously donated to monasteries supporting orphaned children.”He handed me the sterling golden globe statue.I cleare

Ana’s POV3:00 a.m.“Oh? Are we finally leaving?” I chuckled, leaning forward to peck Japhet lightly on the lips.The moment he spoke to me in that soft, affectionate tone earlier, my jealousy had dissolved.I could take revenge later. No need to ruin tonight. That was my plan. Until Erick and Luna followed us. “Brother, we’re heading to the company, right?” Erick asked casually.“Yes,” Japhet replied. “By the time we reach, it’ll already be working hours.” I noticed the faint exhaustion on Japhet’s face, though he tried to hide it.But what confused me was Luna. Why was she coming along? Did she have business with them? Or, Was it something deeper? After all, she knew about their mafia identities. That wasn’t ordinary information.During the drive, the three of them discussed broadcasting companies across America. Market shares. Distribution rights. Media acquisitions.I sat quietly beside Japhet. Invisible. It wasn’t that I didn’t understand business—I did.But they didn’t ask my op

Japhet’s POV“Boss… should we let him in?” Alex asked in a low voice. “Isn’t that the Mafia Lord of Italy?”I didn’t answer immediately. Of course I knew who it was.Theodore Roosevelt.Head of House Roosevelt, A man whose name alone could tilt political tables. My employees were present. Business partners too. Investors. Media connections.How could I casually allow a Mafia Lord into a private birthday party? Before I could respond, Anastasia stepped closer. She rose slightly on her toes, her lips brushing near my ear as she whispered softly,“He’s my cousin. Let him in. If you don’t, he’ll create a scene. And that won’t end well in the media.” Her breath was warm. Her tone was calm.But I heard the warning beneath it. Gosh……. Did she really think I didn’t know about her past with him? Theodore wasn’t just her cousin.He was her ex. Her first love. The man who once planned to marry her. And now he shows up at my mansion. On her birthday.Interesting. Very interesting. I swallowed my