All Chapters of The CEO'S Forgotten Promise : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Lucy Lucy stopped outside her bedroom door when she heard it.At first it was just a faint sound, something she almost ignored, but then it came again. A low laugh. A woman’s voice.Lucy frowned slightly and pushed the door open.The moment her eyes landed on the bed, everything inside her went still.Her husband was there.And so was the maid.Lucy stood there without moving, her brain struggling to process what she was seeing. The maid scrambled to pull the sheets over herself, but David did not look surprised or guilty. He simply turned his head and looked at Lucy as if she had interrupted something unimportant.“David…” Lucy said slowly, her voice shaking despite her effort to stay calm.He exhaled in annoyance.“Lucy, what are you doing standing there?” he asked as if she were the problem.Lucy stared at him in disbelief.“What am I doing?” she repeated, her voice rising slightly. “You are in our bed with her and you are asking me what I am doing?”The maid kept her head down, c

Sara The classroom had grown quieter as the day stretched on. Sara sat across from Kingsley, her fingers resting lightly around the juice bottle he had given her earlier, though she had long stopped drinking it.Her mind kept circling back to what he had said before, about recognizing her birthmark, about the way his expression had changed the moment he saw it.She finally broke the silence.“Kingsley,” she said, her voice steady but thoughtful, “you never finished what you were saying yesterday. About my birthmark.”Kingsley, who had been leaning slightly against the desk, straightened and looked at her. For a brief moment, it seemed like he might brush the question aside, but then his expression shifted into something more serious.“I did not want to say too much yesterday,” he admitted, his tone calm. “You were already overwhelmed, and I did not want to make things more confusing.”Sara held his gaze.“I am already confused,” she said quietly. “You might as well tell me the rest.”

Sara Michaels“Sara, you’ve been hiding that email for a while. Let me see it,” Kingsley said, his deep voice cutting through the quiet tension in the room.Sara drew in a shaky breath and finally gave in. She climbed onto the edge of his large oak desk, her legs dangling slightly as she unlocked her phone with trembling fingers. Her heart raced so violently she could feel it echoing in her ears. This job offer had consumed her thoughts for days..an opportunity that promised everything she had been working toward after the wreckage of her marriage. “Here,” she whispered, handing him the phone. “Read it. I know it sounds almost perfect, but I really think this could be my alternative fresh start.”Kingsley took the device and leaned back in his chair, his sharp eyes scanning the glowing screen. The silence stretched between them as he read. Sara watched his face closely, noting the way his brows drew together and his jaw tightened. She clutched the edge of the desk, her pulse thun

Sara“Mariah… that little photo of me as a baby, the one you keep in your drawer,” Sara whispered through her tears, her voice trembling under the weight of everything she had just endured. Her throat burned from crying, her chest rising and falling unevenly as she struggled to steady herself. “I’ve always forgotten to ask you about it. Who took it? And why do you still have it after all these years?”Mariah’s arms instinctively tightened around her, as if she could shield her from the storm that was already tearing her apart inside. But Sara pulled back slightly, her hands trembling as she wiped at her soaked cheeks. The heat from the earlier fire had faded, yet the scent of smoke still clung stubbornly to the air, wrapping around them like a suffocating reminder of chaos. Everything felt wrong. Too heavy. Too real.Her clothes still smelled faintly burnt. Her palm still stung from the slap she had given Emily. Her heart still ached from everything that had spiraled out of control

Emily “Tom… you’re really doing this with her watching?” Emily gasped as Tom suddenly flipped her onto her back on the large bed, her body still trembling from the intense pleasure he had already given her. She was shocked by how far he was willing to go. Sara sat tied to the chair just a few feet away, her eyes wide with pain and tears streaming silently down her face. Emily had expected Tom to be cold and distant, but this raw, possessive hunger in his eyes was something new. It sent a thrill through her body, knowing that he was claiming her so openly while his wife was forced to witness every moment. Tom’s strong hands gripped her thighs and spread them wide, positioning himself between her legs once more. “She needs to see what she’s lost,” he said, his voice rough with desire. “And you… you’re going to show her exactly how a real woman pleases me.” Emily’s heart raced with wicked excitement. She licked her lips slowly, her gaze flicking toward Sara for a brief second