Todos os capítulos de The Broken Angel He Claimed: Capítulo 71 - Capítulo 80

Angela's POV“The contract will be sent once legal finishes the details. There will be intensive training—dialect, physical work. The schedule will be tight.”“I understand. That won’t be a problem.”Mercer nodded, then stood. I stood as well. He held out his hand. I took it.“Don’t change your mind,” he said calmly.“I won’t.”He let go first.“My assistant will be in touch.”Without another word, he gathered his script and headed for the side door. The meeting was over. I didn’t realize I’d been holding my breath until it ended.A few seconds later, I stepped out.Beth was standing a few feet away, leaning against the glass wall. Her phone was still in her hand, but her eyes lifted the moment she saw me.“So?” she asked.“We got it.”“What about the contr

Angela's POVBeth looked at the car again.“Okay,” she said. “So you won the lottery… or you secretly became a billionaire and forgot to tell me?”I let out a quiet laugh. “Yeah. Exactly that.”“I’m serious.” She crossed her arms. “You didn't even get paid for your last project. You just paid off the penalty from agency. And now you show up with this?”Her gaze dragged slowly over the car again.“Angela. This thing costs more than the house I grew up in.”I searched for an answer that sounded believable.“It’s… a gift.”Her eyebrows shot up. “A gift?”“Yeah.”I exhaled softly. “From my dad.”There was half a second of silence.Then...“Wow.” Her eyes widened dramatically. “Is your dad looking to adopt? Because I’m avail

Aaron's POVI was still in my office. A few unfinished reports were spread out in front of me. My laptop was still open, the screen filled with the financial charts I’d been reviewing earlier.I had just reached for my pen when my phone vibrated on the desk.“Yeah.”The voice on the other end spoke quickly.“Sir, Bennett’s been following Angela for a while. They’re at a wine bar right now. What should we do?”My hand stopped over the paperwork.For a few seconds, I didn’t say anything.My jaw tightened.“Keep watching,” I said coldly.“I’m heading there. Send me the location.”“Yes, sir.”The call ended.A second later my phone vibrated again. A message popped up with a location pin.A wine bar in West Hollywood.I grabbed my car keys and stood up.The files on my desk were left exact

Ian's POV I stood in front of the large mirror in the bathroom. The white light above the sink illuminated my face without mercy. A dark bruise stretched across my jaw, the color now turning bluish. The corner of my lip was still split, the dried blood forming a thin line. My jaw still felt stiff whenever I moved it. My fingertip brushed the cut on my lip. The memory from two nights ago came back instantly. Carter’s men forced me into a car. I fought back. Of course. But there were more of them. My arms were twisted behind my back. A rope was tied around my wrists. A rough cloth was shoved into my mouth so I couldn’t speak. The drive wasn’t long. When the car door opened again, they dragged me into an empty warehouse and pulled the cloth from my mouth. The first punch came before I could even stand straigh

Angela's POVThe past few weeks had been completely consumed by my filming schedule.My days were packed with film sets, rehearsals, and production meetings.Mercer barely gave me a moment to breathe.I had to go through intensive training, hours of dialect coaching with a voice trainer, physical workouts, and scene rehearsals day after day.For the past few days, our filming location had been in Malibu. It was almost an hour from Los Angeles, so the production had the cast staying in a hotel near the beach during the shoot. Which meant, for now, I wouldn’t be going back to Aaron’s house.Today we were filming an elite party scene in a mansion in Malibu.Production lights filled the room. Dozens of extras were dressed in evening gowns and expensive suits, each holding a glass of champagne.Through the camera lens, the party looked real.But in reality…It was just a group of actors