All Chapters of THE TURNAROUND CEO: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Dami’s POVI gripped Sophia’s arm and steered her out of my office before I said something i would regret. My nails bit into my palm as I fought to keep my voice even. What on earth had gotten into her? Who gave her the right to question me like this?“Are you out of your mind, Dami?” she blurted, frustration etched into her face. “Oh, so now Doman suddenly seems like the right man for you? Don’t you think at all? He’s using you.”The words landed like slaps. My head snapped toward her. “Sophia,” I said slowly, each syllable a warning. “You don’t get to speak to me that way. Just because I treat you like a sister doesn’t mean you’re free to forget your place.”She rolled her eyes but her voice softened. “I’m sorry. I just don’t trust him. This feels wrong. Your relationship with him is off. I'm just looking out for you. Try to understand me.”I exhaled sharply. “I don’t care if you trust him or not. Your job is to be my assistant. My personal life is none of your business, Sophia. You

Doman’s POVDami froze beside me the instant we saw Axel and another woman. The argument between them stopped immediately. Axel’s face turned crimson, like a man caught redhanded.“What the hell is happening here?” Dami’s voice was sharp. I quietly handed her bag to her sneaky assistant, Sophia, and folded my arms.Axel didn’t answer. The woman crossed her arms with defiance. “And what does it look like? Mind your business, bitch.”Damn. She had guts. I loved a good scene, but this was Dami’s moment not mine.“Bitch? Are you out of your mind?” Dami snapped, her voice trembling with anger.The woman sneered. “Hold your dog, Axel. I’m not here for drama. I’m here to talk about the pregnancy.”“What?” The word left all our mouths at once even Axel’s.“Samantha, you don’t know what you’re saying. Just leave,” Axel stammered, his voice shaking as he grabbed her arm.“I’m not leaving.” Samantha jerked away. My jaw clenched so this was the woman. The reason he divorced Dami. The reason he lo

Dami’s POVFor a moment, I thought Axel was dead. He wasn’t moving. His head lay at an awkward angle on the floor, blood trickling from a cut near his temple.Everything around me blurred. Sophia’s shrill voice, Doman’s shocked expression, the pounding in my ears.“Damn it, Doman!” I yelled, pushing him away from Axel’s limp body. “What the hell did you do?!”He raised his hands like some helpless victim, blood still smeared across his face. “He attacked me first, Dami! I was only defending myself..”“Shut up!” My voice cracked, trembling with something I refused to call fear. “You could’ve killed him!”Sophia rushed to Doman’s side instead of Axel’s, her hands fluttering uselessly around his jaw. “Oh my God, your nose! It’s bleeding again. Sit down, please.”I froze. The way she touched him was too soft and too familiar. Sophia was my assistant. The one person I trusted to stay loyal. So why was she suddenly acting like his personal nurse?“I told you to help him!” I snapped, pointin

Doman’s POVI slammed the door so hard the frame rattled behind me. My chest burned with anger, betrayal, and something I refused to name twisting inside me.When I finally reached home, I kicked the door open and went straight to the bar.I poured whiskey into a glass but didn’t bother sitting. The burn was harsh and clean, like fire through a wound.In the mirror across the room, I caught my reflection. Blood streaked across my jaw. My knuckles were split, raw. I could still see Axel’s face in my mind, the way his expression changed when my fist met his mouth. It should’ve satisfied me, but it didn’t.I laughed bitterly. “Look at you, Doman. Acting like some broken lover.”I sat down heavily on the couch, grabbed a towel, and started cleaning my wounds. The sting bit into my skin, but I welcomed it. Pain was simple. It didn’t lie.Dami had warned me before this started that it was just business. I agreed. Hell, I even thought I could handle it. But here I was bleeding and drinking b

Dami's POVSomething about Sophia had been off for days. It nagged at me like a loose tooth which was small at first, then constant until I couldn’t ignore it.Her smiles felt practiced. Her hands lingered in places that didn’t need touching. And when the fight happened today. She stepped toward Doman, helped him up and steadied him. I stared at my reflection in the dark glass of my office window. The city lights blinked like someone else’s life. On the surface I was calm but that was the facade i polished every morning.Inside, something kept twitching like a wound reopening. I reached for my phone and dialed my secretary without hesitation. “Ava, clear my schedule and postpone the investor calls to tomorrow. Start the process for a new assistant. I want CVs by Monday.”There was a pause. “Is everything okay, ma’am?”“Yes. Just take care of it.”After I hung up I felt a small, bitter relief. Sophia knocked and came in before I even finished setting the file down. She wore a tight sm