All Chapters of After He Let Me Fall : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

NYLAMy heart pounded like a drum in my chest as Kael's eyes locked onto mine, dark and intense, the kind of gaze that made my knees weak even when I was already lying down. I'd thought we could talk, about us, about the mess of feelings swirling inside me. But talking was the last thing on his mind. Or mine, if I was honest."Nyla," he murmured, his voice a low rumble that sent shivers down my spine. He hovered over me, his broad shoulders blocking out the world, his hands tracing slow paths along my sides. I could feel the heat radiating from his body, the faint scent of his cologne mixed with something primal, something that made my pulse race faster.I reached up, my fingers tangling in his dark hair, pulling him closer. "Kael... please," I whispered, not even sure what I was begging for. Permission? Release? Him? All of it, maybe. Our lips crashed together, hungrier than ever, his tongue sweeping into my mouth like he owned it. And in that moment, he did.He broke the kiss, trail

KAELI didn’t remember grabbing my coat.One second I was standing there, the corridor still breathing with the aftermath of my own words. The next, I was already outside, the front doors slamming behind me hard enough to make the glass shudder. I didn’t stop walking. I didn’t want to stop to think. I didn’t want to turn back. I couldn’t turn back.My phone was already in my hand. I didn’t remember pulling it out either.“Prepare the flight,” I said the moment the line connected. My voice sounded steady, which almost pissed me off. “Today. I don’t care how tight the schedule is.”There was a pause on the other end. “Today?” he repeated. “Sir, your meetings—”“Cancel them,” I snapped, cutting him off as I strode toward the car. The gravel crunched beneath my shoes, loud in the open space. “Reschedule, delegate, I don’t give a damn. I’m leaving today.”“Any destination in mind?”I hesitated because the truth was, I didn’t care where. I just needed distance. Somewhere her presence could

KAELThe door had barely clicked shut behind Caitlyn when the air in my office shifted.Her perfume still lingered faintly, something, the life she chose or was chosen for her. I stared at the door for a long second, half-expecting her to walk back in and say she’d been joking. That this was some twisted sibling test to see if I would flinch.She didn’t. The room was mine again. Mine and the wreckage at my feet.Papers lay scattered across the floor, contracts bent at the edges, flight details half-crumpled under my shoe. I didn’t bother picking them up. Control was a performance, and I was too tired to perform.Marry Mia? The words circled back.I moved behind my desk and sat down slowly, elbows resting on the wood, hands clasped in front of my mouth. For years, this had been simple. The promise existed in the background, filed away under inevitabilities. Mia Hangrove, future wife, strategic alliance, a merging of power that would silence any remaining threats to our name.It had al

NYLA The name hit me strangely. Even though I had never met her. “And you are Nyla,” she continued before I could respond. “I have heard quite a bit.” I felt the driver shift beside me. “What do you want?” I asked. Her lips curved faintly. “Direct. I like that.” She stepped closer, not invading my space but close enough that I could see the faint gold flecks in her eyes. “I wanted to see you myself, I prefer clarity.” she said. “Clarity about what?” “About you.” I swallowed. “What about me?” She folded her hands in front of her, composed. “You have been comfortable here.” “I live here,” I replied. “For now.” The words landed harsher than I expected. My chest tightened. “If you have something to say, just say it.” She nodded slightly, as if I had passed some invisible test. “You would be heavily compensated, you'll also be financially secure, cared for. And that is for the rest of your life.” she said plainly. I stared at her. “Excuse me?” “Whatever

NYLAI turned and exited the bar. His voice followed me out of the restaurant.“Nyla, wait.” I didn’t stop at first. I couldn’t, I knew if I did, I might break in front of all those watching eyes, and also in front of him. My heels struck the pavement too fast, but I kept walking toward the car like it was the only stable thing left in my world.I heard the door behind me open again. I heard his quick footsteps. Then his hand closed around my arm firmly.I turned slowly to meet his burning gaze. His face was tighter than I’d ever seen it. The composure he wore so effortlessly inside was gone now. The carefully measured calm had fractured. His eyes searched mine as if he were trying to hold onto something already slipping through his fingers.“Let go,” I said quietly. He didn’t budge.“It’s not what you think.”I looked at his hand on my arm, then back at his face. “That line should be retired by now.”His jaw clenched. “You walked in at the worst possible moment.”“I don’t think the