Lahat ng Kabanata ng HIS COLD ADDICTION : Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

A Dangerous GameMorning crept quietly into Vince Donovan’s penthouse, the pale sunlight slipping through the tall glass windows that overlooked the sprawling city below.Tiana woke before him.For a few seconds she simply lay there, staring at the unfamiliar ceiling above her. The silk sheets wrapped loosely around her body, their softness almost mocking the chaos inside her chest.Then reality rushed back.Vince Donovan.The man sleeping beside her.The man who had destroyed her life.Her gaze slowly shifted to him.Even in sleep he looked intimidating. His dark hair fell slightly across his forehead, and his sharp jawline looked as rigid as ever. The sheets were pulled low on his waist, revealing the strong lines of his chest and shoulders.Anyone else might have admired the sight.Tiana only felt a cold twist of hatred.This man…Because of him, her father had died clutching his chest on the living room floor.Because of him, her mother had wasted away from grief.Because of him,

Dinner With the DevilThe restaurant Vince Donovan chose was the kind of place most people only saw in magazines.Crystal chandeliers hung from the high ceiling, scattering warm golden light across polished marble floors. Soft music floated through the air while waiters moved quietly between tables dressed in perfectly tailored uniforms.Every table was occupied by wealthy businessmen, celebrities, and elite socialites.It was a place where power gathered.And tonight, Vince Donovan owned the room.When he entered, conversations subtly quieted.Eyes followed him.Whispers spread.The devil had arrived.But Vince ignored them all.His attention was fixed on the woman sitting near the large window.Tiana Solche.She looked different tonight.Her dark hair fell softly over her shoulders, and the simple black dress she wore hugged her figure in a way that made it impossible not to notice her. She wasn’t trying to compete with the glamorous women around her, yet somehow she still drew atte

The silence inside Vince Donovan’s office stretched longer than either of them expected.Tiana’s words still lingered in the air like smoke.The man who ruins lives so easily.Most people would never dare speak to Vince Donovan like that. His employees barely met his eyes when they talked to him, and even powerful businessmen carefully measured their words around him.Yet here she was.Standing in front of him without fear.Almost challenging him.Vince studied her face carefully.There was something hidden behind her calm expression.Something deeper than curiosity.Something darker.“You speak as if you know me,” he said slowly.Tiana tilted her head slightly, pretending to think about his words.“Everyone knows you,” she replied.“That’s not what I meant.”Her smile faded just a little.Vince stepped away from the window, closing the distance between them.Now they stood only a few feet apart.“People usually admire power,” he continued calmly.“You sound like you resent it.”Tiana

Tiana didn’t stop walking until she reached the street outside Donovan Industries.The cool air brushed against her face, but it did little to calm the storm inside her chest.Her heart was still beating too fast.Not because of her illness this time.But because of him.Vince Donovan.She had imagined that moment for so long—standing in front of him and finally telling him the truth. She had imagined shouting at him, humiliating him, making him understand the pain he had caused.But the reality hadn’t gone the way she expected.He hadn’t denied it.He hadn’t tried to silence her.And worst of all… he hadn’t looked guilty.Tiana hated that the most.She walked down the crowded sidewalk, ignoring the people brushing past her. Her thoughts kept returning to the same question.Why didn’t he react?If he truly had destroyed her home, why hadn’t he shown even a flicker of discomfort?The thought unsettled her.But she quickly pushed it away.“Don’t be stupid,” she muttered to herself.Of c

The next morning, Tiana stood outside the towering glass building of Donovan Industries once again.But this time, things were different.Yesterday she had walked in as a stranger.Today she was walking in as an employee.The thought felt strange in her chest.She stared up at the massive structure for a few seconds, watching the sunlight reflect off the glass windows.A year ago, this building had symbolized everything she hated.Power.Wealth.Greed.The very empire that had destroyed her family’s life.And now she was stepping inside it.“Perfect,” she murmured softly.“If I want to destroy him, I might as well start from the inside.”Taking a slow breath, she walked through the entrance.The lobby was already busy with employees rushing toward elevators, assistants carrying files, and executives talking into their phones.No one noticed her at first.Just another woman walking through the building.But that changed quickly.As soon as she approached the front desk, the receptionis