Drama

DAMI’S POV Alexa insisted on fussing over us the moment we stepped outside. "No. Absolutely not,” she said, blocking the driver’s door before Rhea or I could reach it. “Neither of you is driving in this condition. I already called someone.”I blinked, a little stunned. Alexa, of all people. The Alexa I remembered used to sigh dramatically if she had to pass someone a pen. But this version, she hovered around us like a mother hen with a firstborn child.“Who did you call?” Rhea asked quietly. Her voice sounded thin, like it had been squeezed tightly and was struggling to breathe.“My boyfriend,” Alexa replied, as if that answered everything. “He’s close.”I looked at her properly then her worried eyes, her tense posture, the way she kept glancing at Rhea and then at me. This was not the Alexa I used to know. This one cared deeply. “Are you okay?” I asked Rhea again, searching her face for any clue, any crack, anything that could tell me the truth. She gave the same answer she had bee

Last Updated : 2026-01-10

Come here

DOMAN’S POV The morning felt unusually heavy, as though the air itself had decided to sit on my chest. I sat alone in Dami’s living room, fingers loosely wrapped around a mug of lukewarm coffee I’d forgotten to drink. My thoughts wouldn’t settle. They spun, crashed, tangled and refusing to give me a moment of peace.Why hadn’t he called? Why hadn’t she come home? By now, Dami should have returned scared, crying and clinging unto me. That was how the plan was supposed to go. She should have been broken enough to lean on me, vulnerable enough to need me. But the house was quiet. Her room untouched. Her phone unreachable. I dialed the number again but it went to voicemail. My jaw tightened, irritation flaring. “Pick up the damn phone,” I muttered under my breath, pinching the bridge of my nose.The bastard was supposed to have updated me by midnight. Even a text. A hint or something. Not this thick silence that made my mind run wild.Footsteps entered the room, light but confident. Sop

Last Updated : 2026-01-12

Certain

Dami's pov“Come here.”The words left Doman’s mouth like a command and it was low, sharp, cutting through the thick air between us. For a second, my breath stalled. My fingers twitched by my sides and I hated how my body still reacted to him at the moment. But I stepped forward anyway.The moment I reached him, his expression softened as if someone had pulled a veil over the storm in his eyes. His hands slid around my waist too gently, too suddenly and he whispered against my ear, “I’m sorry, Dami, I’m so sorry.”My spine stiffened. The shift from rage to tenderness always felt whiplash-fast. I didn’t know where to place the unease swelling in my chest.“I was only jealous,” he murmured, brushing a featherlight kiss down the side of my neck. “I panicked when I didn’t see you.”Jealous was the excuse today.I swallowed and nodded even though the knot in my chest didn’t loosen. “It’s fine,” I said, my voice barely a whisper.He pulled back just enough to cup my face, his thumbs brushi

Last Updated : 2026-01-17

All Chapters of THE TURNAROUND CEO: Chapter 71 - Chapter 73

Drama

Come here

Certain