Semua Bab GOLDEN CONTRACT OF DESIRE: Bab 21 - Bab 30

The water embraced Clara’s body as she moved gently through it. Sunlight filtered through the open roof and touched her face, warm and bright. For a brief moment, everything else faded away. Contracts, responsibilities, and expectations drifted to the back of her mind. She focused only on the water.Clara pushed herself forward, swimming slowly across the wide pool. Each movement felt light, almost effortless, as the water carried her body forward. The quiet splash of her strokes fill the air.After several laps, she finally stopped and rested her hands on the pool’s edge. Her breathing was slightly heavier, but the cool water soothed her. For the first time since arriving at the house, she felt relaxed.H1 still stood quietly nearby. Clara leaned against the edge, letting the calm silence settle around her. Her thoughts began to wander. She thought about the new life she had suddenly stepped into. Everything here felt luxurious, yet strangely controlled. Still, the pool had given her

MONDAY MORNINGClara stood in front of the mirror and adjusted the collar of her shirt. Her mind was already moving ahead to the day waiting for her. It was the first day of the new week, and also the first day she would step into Rothwell Enterprises as his personal assistant and as his woman. Living in the same house with him was one thing but working directly under him in front of many employees was another matter entirely.She brushed her hair back and checked her reflection once more. There was nothing dramatic about her expression. Calmness suited her better. After a moment she stepped away from the mirror and left the room.Jeffery was already downstairs when she entered the dining area. He sat at the table with a tablet in front of him, scrolling through several documents while a cup of coffee rested beside his hand. The moment she walked in, he looked up briefly.“You’re ready,” he said.“Yes.”He returned his attention to the screen. “We should leave soon. Monday mornings te

They left the office together after finishing the last task of the day. The corridors were quieter because employees had already gone home. A few staff members who were still around stepped aside respectfully when they saw them approaching. By the time they reached home, the sky had already begun to dim. The house welcomed them with its usual quiet efficiency as the automated system adjusted the lighting the moment they stepped inside. The calm environment felt completely different from the busy energy of the company building they had just left.When they got to the hallway, just before Jeffery would enter the elevator to his floor, he turned slightly facing Clara. "I still have a little work to finish," he said in a steady tone.Clara nodded slowly. "Alright."He entered the elevator without saying anything further. Clara watched the elevator door close before turning toward her own room. The house felt calm and spacious around her, yet her mind refused to settle.Inside her sitting

Papers moved from one hand to another, yet no one seemed fully settled. Clara kept her hands lightly placed on the table, her posture calm, her face composed, but her awareness stayed sharp. She did not search for anything in particular.The chairman drew a breath and looked around before speaking. “Today,” he said, his tone steady, “we conclude the final voting for the CEO position across all Rothwell Enterprises.” His gaze rested briefly on Jeffery before moving across the others. “Mr. Jeffery Rothwell has already demonstrated his capability. This vote will confirm the board’s decision.” The words settled heavily, not dramatic, but firm enough to remind everyone what was at stake.Jeffery inclined his head slightly in acknowledgment. His expression did not change, but there was a quiet certainty in the way he sat, as if the outcome had already been decided in his mind. For a brief moment, his eyes moved toward Clara. It was not a long look, but it carried meaning. She returned it

Jeffery leaned back slightly, a small, tight smile on his lips. Clara stayed close, brushing her hand briefly against his. It was enough. Everything was done.Board members shifted in their seats. Malcolm forced himself to look at Jeffery. There was no choice. The vote had confirmed it. The official announcement would be made, and the moment had arrived.A few members offered muted congratulations. Malcolm stepped forward with a stiff nod. “Congratulations son,” he said, his tone formal but forced. Jeffery inclined his head slightly, accepting it with calm dignity. Clara’s hand lingered on his arm. She smiled fully at him, relief and pride showing, though her posture remained composed. “You did it,” she whispered. “Finally, after everything, it’s yours.”Jeffery’s shoulders relaxed just a little. “It’s done,” he said quietly. This victory was theirs together.He stood and addressed the room, voice steady. “Thank you. I won’t let you down. I won’t let the company down.” Heads nodded,