THE TURNAROUND CEO のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

Dami’s POVThe door slammed shut. The sound crashed through my chest like a thunderclap, and my hands began to tremble. My knuckles turned white as I clutched the duvet closer, as if thin fabric could shield me from the storm in his eyes.“Do you even know what you’ve done?” Axel's voice cracked through the room like a whip, sharp and merciless.I shook my head, my throat burning though no words could come. Tears stung, blurring my vision.“Everyone on the internet now knows that my wife is mute. Do you hear that, Dami? I’m the biggest joke in the city. My name is a laughing stock because of you!” he yelled.The shame in his tone cut deeper than a knife. With trembling fingers, I reached for the notebook on the bedside table and scribbled, I’m sorry. It wasn’t my intention to embarrass you. I held it out, my eyes begging for a little understanding. Just a little.He snatched the page, glanced at it, and scoffed. “Nonsense! I can’t cope with your sorry ass anymore. You can’t do anythin

Dami’s POVAs I walked into the house, I was met with faces twisted in shock and anger. Axel’s mother froze, her eyes wide as if she had just seen a ghost.“You… you can talk?” she stammered, her voice trembling with disbelief.I smiled sweetly, savoring the moment. “Let’s talk business, please,” the agent interrupted, stepping forward and handing me the papers.Inside, the familiar surroundings wrapped around me like ghosts from the past. Nothing had changed. The curtains, the paintings, even the faint smell of lavender yet Mrs. Storm and Alexa looked worn out, older, thinner, and hollow-eyed.A quiet part of me wondered what kind of storms had passed through this house in my absence.“These are the people interested in buying your son’s house to repay his debts,” the agent announced.Their eyes widened; their mouths hung open.“You’re selling Axel’s house? Why?” Alexa demanded, panic threading through her voice.The agent’s tone was steady, almost bored. “He borrowed ten million dol

Dami’s POV The morning had drained me. The smiles, handshakes, and polite greetings. Thankfully, Sophia would be the one handling most of the heavy office work. My role was to rule from the shadows."I'm starving," Sophia groaned, clutching her belly.I laughed softly, agreeing because I was hungry too. "Let’s go eat.""Finally." She grinned, already grabbing her bag.As we walked out, the receptionist bowed slightly. Sophia leaned close, whispering, "They’re all so nice here. Oh, and I’ve spotted someone. He is so cute. Like dangerously cute."I narrowed my eyes, shaking my head. "Already? We’ve been here one day."She shrugged with a grin."Relationships between staff and bosses are off limits," I warned."That rule," she smirked slyly, "It will never hold.""Why not?" I challenged.She didn’t miss a beat. "Your ex-husband, Axel. I saw the tension between you both."I froze mid-step, my lips tightening. "Nothing will ever happen between us again," I whispered, almost to myself.Sop

Axel’s POVI was boiling in anger, my chest tight and my fists clenched so hard. I still couldn’t believe what was happening. Where had Dami even met Doman?He has been trying to get to me ever since I exposed the secret that landed him in prison. When had he even come out? What the hell was going on? I lost my company and my house, and now Doman had returned to finish me off.Dami’s assistant, Sophia, followed her upstairs. I exhaled sharply and Alexa mirrored me. “Okay, what the hell is happening to us? When did Doman get out of prison?” she whispered, eyes wide.“I don’t fucking know,” I muttered back. “This guy is going to ruin our lives including Dami. He’s always up to no good.”Our mother walked in, rolling her eyes. “This same boy killed his own mother just for money and her properties. He doesn’t even like us. We need to leave this house.”“You can leave if you have anywhere to stay,” I said bitterly. “I’ve called my friends, none of them is picking up. We were all business p

Dami’s POVI flipped through the last of the documents on my desk. Being CEO was everything i had worked for, but the endless meetings and signatures were starting to wear on me.I exhaled, pulling my hair into a neat ponytail just as a knock sounded on the door. "Come in,” I muttered, eyes still on the papers.A throat cleared. That scent, and those careful footsteps. Axel. Even when I wished I didn’t, I knew him instantly.“What is it?” My voice came out sharp, like a blade scraping glass.“The reporters are outside for the interview. They want to meet the new boss,” he said. His voice had a soft, defeated edge that made me chuckle.I lifted my gaze, locking on his. “How does it make you feel?”He shifted, eyes dropping to his shoes as if they were suddenly fascinating. “I don’t feel good about it.”“You should feel worse, Axel. You’re far too relaxed for a man who lost everything.” I reached for my compact and dabbed at my lipstick, not giving him another glance.“Can I leave? I ha