Todos los capítulos de STYGIAN : Capítulo 31 - Capítulo 40

If Paulo could get paid for the rage he was feeling, he would make over a grand. Each step he took with the strange woman made him boil. In his entire life, no one had ever accused him of something that outrageous. The woman really violated his morals and decency.Even if he had slept with any woman, which he hadn't in a while because he had been occupied with work, he would have made sure they had a mutual agreement signed on paper. By the time they stepped out of the bar, the night air felt cool but the tension from inside didn't feel the same.Paulo walked ahead, his steps were impatient, like he was trying to leave the entire situation behind him as quickly as possible.Derek followed at a steady pace. He didn't believe the woman's story. In fact, if there was anything, Derek knew the woman was up to something. He knew Paulo like the back of his hands. He knew Paulo was careful unlike him. He knew Paulo would never sleep with a lousy person like her. But he still asked her to fo

Raine adjusted faster than anyone expected. Too fast, if Paulo was being honest. She wasn't acting like a guest, and that alone irritated Paulo.Within days, she had found her way around the house, moving through the halls like she had always belonged there, speaking easily with the staff, blending into the routine without hesitation.The only place she hadn't seen is the secret club and if Paulo wasn't careful with her, she would find it in no time. “She’s too comfortable,” he muttered, watching from across the room as Raine laughed with one of the house attendants.Derek didn’t look up from the file in his hand. He wasn't bothered about her presence as long as she is not disturbing his business. “She’s not causing problems,” Derek replied, brushing his complaint aside. “That’s not the point,” Paulo insisted. Derek flipped a page calmly, ignoring Paulo's rants. To him, Paulo was just overreacting. “Your view and mine are clearly different. If she hasn't done anything wrong, let

Cold glares settled on Derek as he entered without rushing in. He knew the directors and major shareholders hated waiting, especially waiting for someone younger than them.Derek wasn't exactly young but compared to Alonso and the others, he was young. Too young. And that was one of his greatest achievements. That was one of his weapons against those old men. The main reason why he did almost everything Alonso did was to prove a point to him and his father. He made sure he entered every room his father desperately wished to enter. Also he started all the businesses his father couldn't start. He lived his father's dreams. Looking at it from the surface, one would think he was an ambitious son. Derek wasn't. If anything, his ambitions were fueled by revenge and disdain towards his father.The long wooden table stretched through the center of the boardroom, surrounded by men dressed in power, tailored suits, sharp expressions, and quiet ambition. The air smelled of their expensive co

Since he woke up from his nightmare, sleep had abandoned him. And a bottle of liquor had been his companion. As each hour passed until sunrise, he couldn't stop thinking about the dream. Despite trying to occupy his mind with other businesses, the thought still crept in. Derek sat behind his desk, another bottle of liquor in front of him, while a half filled glass was next to it. Whenever he had the same nightmare, he ended up burying himself in work until his mind became tired of thinking about anything, including his dreams. And that was the exact plan he had in mind. He took a slow sip of his drink, the burn settling in his chest as he tried to focus on the papers in front of him. The silence in his study was helpful until the door burst open and noise evaded his space. “Learn to know your place in this house,” Paulo's voice cut through the room before he fully stepped inside. “You’re unbelievable!” Raine followed right behind him, clearly irritated. “You talk like you are

For the past week, Lewis had been desperately trying to win his girlfriend back. Every morning started the same way for him. He stared at his phone, debating whether to call again, knowing he would anyway. Every night ended worse, with silence echoing back at him, louder than any rejection.He had tried everything he could think of. He even got her flowers. The first time he stood outside her door holding a bouquet, he knocked all day and got no answer. So he left it by the door. He knew Barbie would have seen it, but he got no call, no text, not even an acknowledgment. So he changed the strategy again. This time, he went with gist. He got her jewelry he wasn’t even sure she liked. A bag he had seen her glance at a long time ago. And the shoes she wanted a few weeks ago. They were delivered, she received them and ignored him. Again. Then he stepped up his game. He sent her money. He transferred it directly to her account with a simple message: I’m sorry, baby. She saw it, she d