Alle Kapitel von The Obsessed CEO’S Untamable Little One: Kapitel 71 – Kapitel 80

Valentino's tension and discomfort were palpable as he watched the man cross the main threshold, carrying an elegant briefcase and dressed in a black suit. The man's identity was more than evident, as Athena had warned him in advance."Good afternoon," the man introduced himself in a professional manner. "I am the lawyer representing Mrs. Athena Volkova. I am carrying out the legal process to dissolve your marriage.""Come in," Valentino said, indicating that he should sit on one of the sofas while Soledad approached with two cups of coffee. "I was expecting your arrival; my wife will be here in a moment.""I understand," the man took the cup of coffee and adjusted his glasses.Even though Valentino had mentally prepared himself all night and morning for the divorce, he couldn't fully accept it. He made a superhuman effort to feign indifference to the lawyer who would separate him from his wife, accepting all the terms as if he didn't care, despite knowing that he was letting go of a

Holly's eyes remained fixed on the door of Clodan's office since that sensual woman entered. She wondered why it was taking so long. Although she tried to concentrate, it was impossible, not only because of the feelings that were developing in her, more intense every day from being so close to him, but also because of the contemptuous look of the sensual blonde who looked at her as if she hated her, as if she had taken something that belonged to her.The same blonde had entered Clodan's office more than ten minutes ago, giving her a malicious and arrogant smile before, as if she wanted to communicate something to her.Holly had only been at the Rizzo factory for a few days and had adapted thanks to the help of Clodan's assistant, who had instructed her effectively to integrate into the work environment. However, her only concern was Elena, the blonde who had been bothering her since her arrival. Apparently, she was one of the women interested in Clodan and who considered Holly a threa

The dark night unfurled its cloak, and Athena was in her room, making the final adjustments in front of the mirror. Soledad had informed her about the dinner that night, ensuring that everyone had to be present.As she put on the finishing touches, dressed in a light blue dress that delicately hugged her figure, she noticed a small detail: she was still wearing her wedding ring. Despite being legally divorced from Valentino, she hadn't gotten rid of the symbol. A bitter smile appeared on her lips as she slipped the ring from her ring finger and put it in the drawer, feeling an emptiness from not wearing it."Hey," her sister's voice startled her as she spoke from the doorway. "What are you doing? It looks like you were caught red-handed.""I was just finishing getting ready, idiot," she scoffed, her heart still pounding from the scare. "What do you need in my room?""Oh, about that, who is supposed to come tonight? Soledad told me about it," Cayetana asked, pushing her sister aside to

Cayetana called her driver after visiting Layla. They were chatting when Dimitri's persistent gaze was practically kicking her out, as if she were stealing time or attention that belonged to him from Layla. She decided to visit her another time, when they were alone, instead of having a watchdog watching over them. Upon leaving the hospital, she was waiting for her driver, who would surely arrive in less than five minutes. However, she had barely stepped outside when someone took her from behind, covering her mouth with a hand, a burly body brushing against her back, leading her toward the nearby parking lot, a more private and quiet place. It was night, so there weren't many people around. She struggled to free herself for a few minutes, but in the end, she was slammed against the wall. She instantly recognized the touch of that hand, and even his perfume, even though it had been so long since the last time they were together. When that individual turned her around in his arms,

"You sent for me, sir," she presented herself before him, swallowing her nerves, not understanding why his gaze was so threatening. "We have already discussed the formalities between us," he reminded her, his eyes fixed on her, scrutinizing her from top to bottom. "I'm afraid I can't comply with that request," she said firmly. "Although I suggested the idea, I now retract it. From now on, we will only be boss and employee, like everyone else here." "Why?" the question shook her, disconcerting her, since he knew the answer perfectly. "Is it because you're dating the messenger?" "I don't know what you're referring to," she evaded the question, surprised by that unknown side of Clodan that, perhaps, had always been latent in him. "You know perfectly well what I'm referring to," he stood up, putting his hands in his pants pockets. "I saw you leave with him, you're coming from being with Lars, the factory messenger." "We were having lunch." "Together." "Yes, together." At h