All Chapters of The Lover Behind my Back: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

TESSY’S POVHis voice dropped low, like whatever he was about to say was way darker than I thought..He didn't just sound older or weaker any longer, his.tone grew heavier, more strained.More like whatever he was about to say had been sitting on his chest for too long.My grip on the phone tightened slightly. “I’m listening,” I said, much quieter now.There was a pause from the other end. Then—“Helena is in trouble,” he started all at once and the words landed harder than I expected.“What?” I straightened immediately, pulling my brows together. “Wait, how? When? What? What do you mean trouble?”I finally managed to say as my heart picked up fast.He let out a deep breath on the other end. “She doesn’t understand what’s happening,” he continued, ignoring my question. “And she refuses to listen to me.”I blinked as none of that did anything to settle my nerves.“What are you talking about?” I asked again. “If something’s wrong, why not just tell her directly?”“I’ve tried.” His voice

TESSY’S POVMy words echoed loudly in my head long after they'd slipped out of my lips.They burned through my ears and down my mind as for a full second, I just stood there.Just standing still, not uttering a word. Like I was waiting for something to pull me back.To stop me. To tell me I hadn’t just agreed to something I couldn’t undo.But nothing came.Only silence. Heavy and final.My chest rose slowly as I drew in a breath, my fingers tightening slightly at my side.This wasn’t what I had planned. Not at the beginning.At first, it had been simple. Distract Helena to create enough space, then take Barron.That was it. That was all I needed.But this…My jaw tightened faintly.This was different.This meant stepping into something deeper. Something that didn’t just shift things—It forced them, aimed at controlling them.How do you even break something that hasn’t fully started?The thought came quietly.Sharp and pretty uncomfortable.My gaze dropped for a second with my mind al

Helena's POV What has it been? Months? Years? Gosh.I can't remember the last time I saw those lights or came close to anything like this.He must be kidding me. How did he—“An arcade?”Barron glanced at me briefly. “Yeah?”I let out a small, surprised laugh before I could stop it. “No, I just—didn’t expect this.”“I think that works better.”I shook my head slightly as I stepped out of the car, stepping into the sounds spilling out from inside.“So this is your grand plan, Mr. Barron?” I asked, glancing at him.“You know you don't have to call me sir,” he suggested and I gulped. “We aren't even on work grounds,” he added and I rubbed the back of my hand.“But we are still in our working clothes, and you are still my boss,” I argued.He stopped abruptly, pulling me close till his lips were just a fraction away from my ears.“I'm not your boss outside here, Helena. Don't kill the fun,” he added and I gulped hard, nodding as he let go.“Let's go,” he suggested and walked ahead.I ling

Tessy's POVNo.Yes.No.Yes.I have to, this has gone too far to stop.So we finished off the rest of our dinner in silence, Helena eating like nothing was wrong while I couldn't help but steal glances at her all through.But the thoughts didn't come back, not till we finished off and took plates to the kitchen together, not till we said our pleasantries and pated for bed.On bed alone, sleep refused to come. I lay there with my eyes closed for longer than I could count, my body still, but my mind refusing to rest. Every time I got close—every time I felt myself slipping into that quiet place—I saw her.Helena. The way she looked at me. The way she said good like it meant something deeper than the word itself.I turned on my side, pulling the blanket tighter around me.This was getting dangerous. Not because of her.But cause of me.Cause for a second—just a second—I almost let myself care.My chest tightened at the thought, and I forced my eyes open, staring into the darkness.No.

Tessy’s POVThe torch's small sound hitting the floor drummed through the room and through my ears little death drum.Right through my chest, tightening the ends as Liam's eyes bore into mine.For a long second, neither of us moved. We stared directly at each other as the only thing I could hear was my own breathing.And even that began to play tricks on me, sounding more steady and controlled than I felt, like I hadn’t just dropped something that clearly meant more than I was letting on.His eyes stayed on me beyond the moment, even as he took a step forward, not making any move to pick the torch.It wasn't sharp this time, like her name had broken the little edge he was building.“Helena?” He repeated, slower now, like the name didn’t sit right in his mouth anymore.I held his gaze, even though something in it had shifted. His eyes seemed to dance around, not fully settling on any emotion at the moment.“You know her?” He asked again after a while, but I didn’t answer immediately st