Semua Bab One Night, Bound Forever (SPG): Bab 271 - Bab 280

[The First Rule I Break]Paola’s POV“If he wants war, then I will stop being careful.”The thought comes without hesitation.Without guilt.Without fear.And that’s how I know something in me has shifted.Not broken.Not lost.Just… changed.I’m still holding my phone, the document open, the words staring back at me like a quiet threat.Psychiatric Authorization Review.

 [The Cost of Being Unafraid]Paola’s POV“The moment I stopped being afraid of losing him… I started becoming dangerous.”It doesn’t feel like freedom.It feels like clarity.The kind that strips everything down until there’s nothing left to hide behind.No excuses.No emotional safety nets.No illusions about what love is supposed to protect.I’m standing in front of the mirror when the thought settles fully.Not dramatic.

[The Edge of Everything]Paola’s POV “He doesn’t know how close I’ve been to leaving—and maybe that’s exactly why I stayed.”The thought hits me the moment I wake up.I lie still, staring at the ceiling of my temporary apartment.No one else here.No calls.No footsteps echoing through the hall.Just silence.And that silence—heavy, tangible—feels different than before.It’s not comforting.

[The Third Move]Paola’s POV~~~“I never thought someone else could corner us faster than Gabriel ever could.”The first words I mutter to myself are when the office door clicks open behind us.I glance at Gabriel. His jaw is tight. His hand brushes against mine—almost unconsciously—but it’s enough to anchor me for a moment.We freeze.Because the figure stepping into the lobby isn’t part of any routine board check or assistant shuffle.It’s her.Catherine Alcantara—the niece I never liked and wh

[The Night We Became a Team Again]Paola’s POV“The most dangerous thing about loving Gabriel was that every time I tried to leave him, life found a way to tie us together again.”I used to think separation was simple.Move out.Hire lawyers.Create distance.Protect myself.But distance means nothing when the same enemy wants both of you destroyed.I stand in Gabriel’s private office past midnight, city lights burning through the glass walls, Catherine’s injunction spread across the conference table like a declaration of war.Across from me, Gabriel loosens his tie and studies the papers with cold focus.No anger.No panic.Just precision.That should comfort me.Instead, it makes my pulse race.Because this version of him—the calm one, the strategic one, the one who becomes sharper under pressure—has always been the hardest to resist.And tonight, resisting him may be more dangerous than trusting him.We’ve been here for two hours.Reviewing clauses.Tracing signatures.Checking tim