Married by Fate, Broken by Love のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 101 - チャプター 110

Dylan's POVShe didn’t pull away this time, and neither did I.Aliya’s hand stayed on my shirt, gripping it just enough to keep me exactly where she wanted me, and I let her. There was nothing hesitant about the way she looked at me now, no second-guessing, no trying to hide behind logic like she usually did. Whatever line we had been circling around was no longer there, and the shift was clear in every small movement between us. I rested my hand more firmly at her waist, drawing her closer without forcing anything, giving her the space to stop if she wanted to, but knowing she wouldn’t.“You’re still thinking,” I said quietly. Her lips curved slightly, but she didn’t deny it. “I always am,” she replied.“Not about this,” I said.That made her pause, just for a second, before her fingers tightened slightly against my shirt again. She looked up at me like she wanted to argue, but the words didn’t come out immediately, and that was enough to tell me I wasn’t wrong.“You don’t give me ti

Dylan's POVThe drive to the office should have helped me clear my head, but it didn’t.Traffic moved steadily, the city loud and active around me, but none of it registered the way it usually did. My thoughts stayed fixed on everything that had happened over the past twenty-four hours, from Richard’s words to Lydia’s reappearance, and more than anything, Aliya. She had stopped holding back last night, and that alone shifted to something I couldn’t ignore, because it wasn’t just an attraction anymore, it was something deeper, something that made everything else feel more personal than it already was.By the time I pulled into the company parking lot, I already knew today wasn’t going to be simple.I stepped out of the car and adjusted my jacket, my expression settling into something controlled before I walked into the building. The moment I entered, the usual greetings followed, but I didn’t stop for any of them. My pace remained steady as I headed straight to the elevator, my mind al

Dylan's POVI did not like the way she looked around the school grounds.Aliya tried to act calm for Leo’s sake, but I could see the tension in her movements, in the way her eyes scanned every corner, like she expected something to happen at any moment. It wasn’t fear exactly, it was awareness, sharp and alert, the kind that comes when you realize a situation is no longer under your control. I stayed a step behind them, not because I wanted distance, but because I needed a full view of everything around us. If Lydia had shown up once, then she had already crossed a line, and I wasn’t going to assume she would stop there.Leo, on the other hand, was completely unaware. He kept talking about something that had happened in class, something about a race and how he almost won but got distracted halfway through. His voice carried that usual excitement, his energy untouched by any of the tension we were carrying, and that alone made this more complicated. He shouldn’t have to feel any of thi

Dylan's POVI didn’t like leaving things unresolved, especially when it involved someone who thrived on control.Aliya went back to sit with Leo like she had pushed everything aside, but I knew better than to believe that. She held herself together well, always had, but that didn’t mean she was unaffected. The way her fingers stayed lightly on Leo’s arm, the way her eyes drifted toward the windows now and then without realizing it, all of it told me she was thinking about the same thing I was. Someone had been watching, and whether it was Lydia or someone working with her, that was not something I was going to ignore.I remained where I was for a moment longer before moving closer, not interrupting them immediately. Leo was laughing at something on the screen, completely relaxed, completely unaware, and that alone made the situation more complicated. This was exactly what I needed to protect, not just physically, but mentally. He should not feel the weight of something like this, not

Dylan's POVNight settled faster than usual, or maybe it just felt that way because everything was moving too quickly. I stood by the window in my study, watching the faint glow of lights beyond the estate while my thoughts stayed fixed on what was coming next. Meeting Richard was not something I took lightly, not because of him alone, but because of what he represented in this situation. He was not acting alone, and whatever he had planned, it was connected to Lydia in ways that were only just beginning to surface. I had already put things in motion before Aliya agreed to come with me, making sure we were not walking into something without preparation, but that did not mean I underestimated the risk.A quiet knock on the door pulled my attention back. “Come in,” I said.Aliya stepped in without hesitation, already dressed to leave. She had changed into something simple but deliberate, something that allowed movement, something that did not draw attention. Her hair was pulled back nea