Semua Bab WIN ME, ATTORNEY: The Man I Should've Never Met: Bab 1 - Bab 10

Yna remained seated long after Gabriel Valesquez left her office.The door had closed softly, yet the silence that followed felt deafening. Her fingers hovered above the paperwork on her desk, unmoving, as his words replayed relentlessly in her mind.I want to be your future.She pressed her lips together, forcing a steady breath. This was ridiculous. She had faced murderers without trembling, cross examined liars without blinking. And yet one man, with calm eyes and an honest voice, had unsettled her more than any courtroom ever had.She stood abruptly, pacing the length of her office. Her heart refused to calm down, her thoughts spiraling despite every effort to regain control. She hated this feeling this vulnerability, this crack in the order she had built with such precision.Why him? Why now?She leaned against her desk, closing her eyes. And as she did, memories she had spent years locking away began to surface, uninvited and relentless.Life had never been gentle with Yna Reyes

Yna arrived home that evening carrying a quiet heaviness she couldn’t name.The morning coffee with Gabriel lingered longer than she wanted it to. Not in dramatic flashes, not in reckless thoughts just in the way her chest felt unsettled, as if something gentle had brushed against a part of her she’d kept locked for years. She hated that feeling. Hated how easily her carefully ordered world could be disturbed.Work was supposed to fix that.After leaving the café, she went straight to the firm, immersing herself in the case she was handling. She read reports line by line, highlighted inconsistencies, reconstructed timelines. The familiar rhythm of logic and evidence grounded her, reminding her who she was when emotions were not allowed to interfere.Still, every now and then, her mind betrayed her.The way Gabriel had listened.The way he hadn’t pushed.The way silence between them hadn’t felt empty.She closed the file harder than necessary and leaned back in her chair, exhaling slow

Yna stared at the files spread across her office desk, the weight of the day pressing down on her. Each document, each statement, each new lead felt like a fragment of a puzzle that refused to fit together. The police testimonies had been frustratingly vague too much fear, too much hesitation. Someone was deliberately keeping pieces hidden.Detective Ramos stood nearby, his brow furrowed as he watched her study the evidence. “Attorney Reyes, the witness accounts still don’t line up. There’s something missing.”Yna didn’t look up. “I know. That’s why I’m going over every report again. Something’s off too many inconsistencies. They’re hiding something, or someone’s coaching them.”Ramos nodded. “It’s possible. Whoever’s behind this knows how careful you are. They want to control the narrative.”She exhaled sharply, running a hand over her face. “Then we need a new approach. Cross examine them differently. Force the inconsistencies out.”The phone on her desk buzzed. She glanced at it: a

The morning air was crisp, the city streets bustling with life as if oblivious to the schemes unfolding in its shadows. Yna Reyes sat at her cluttered desk, files spread across the surface like a chaotic mosaic of leads and evidence. Her mind raced, parsing through every report, witness statement, and surveillance note she had collected over the past weeks. Something felt off, though she couldn’t yet place it.Her instincts, honed over years of navigating high stakes investigations, flared. Patterns that should have been clear were faint, almost imperceptible. And yet, the faint inconsistencies tugged at her curiosity. She had learned long ago that in a case like this, the truth often hid in the spaces between facts, in the pauses and silences no one noticed.Yna leaned back, rubbing her temple. The first so called “break” in the case had come yesterday: a witness whose testimony seemed too convenient, too perfectly timed. She’d been eager to speak, offering details that aligned exact