Alle Kapitel von Contracted to the man who broke me : Kapitel 41 – Kapitel 49

Candia’s POVI was seated in my office, flipping through a thick file of company accounts, numbers blurring together after hours of staring. It was supposed to be a normal afternoon—predictable, controlled. Until my phone rang, racing my heart beat."Ethan," the called ID stated.A soft smile instinctively curved my lips as I picked up, expecting his usual polite warmth. But the moment I heard his voice, something inside me shifted.He didn’t greet me.Didn’t ask how I was. There was no softness—only urgency. His breath sounded uneven, like he had been running… or hiding. My grip on the phone tightened. “Ethan? What happened?", I asked frantically. Instead of answering, he asked if I could meet him.Immediately. No explanations. And that alone was enough to send a chill down my spine.“I’ll be there,” I said without hesitation.Within minutes, I was in the car, instructing my driver to move faster than usual. The 40-minute drive stretched endlessly, each passing second feeding the

Ethan's POVI was walking down the street calmly. A sense of relief surging through me as my sister was in safe hand. Though I feel a bit guilty to burden aunty Hoover like this. I will repay her once the debt of Adrian gets off from my head. Or maybe its not needed if I survive a year with him.It was still bright day light, just the afternoon slipping in. I had a lot of time in my hand to spend.Brushing my head off, I walk into a old building in the dead end street. "Here, to use computer...", I said to the man sitting on the reception. "Walk straight and take second left..", he guides and I nod.This is a private cyber cafe but for coders and hackers where even dark web using people come. I walk in the private number booked and slid into my chair. My fingers glide through the super computer system.Signing in to my secret ID, I login in my portal for freelancing jobs for the anonymous people via a dark web page. For some extra money, I do sometimes illegal work as well but that e

Adrian's POV I had an early dinner assuming Ethan was enjoying his day. He wasn't in a hurry to show up at home. So, waiting for him would be a waste. With an unease settle in heart, I sat to eat dinner. Brocolli soup, red pumpkins and kohlrabi sauteed with some black pepper as a side dish. The food was as usual bland and barely tasty. With almost no amount of salt and zero spices. I silently swallowed it and walked back to my room by 7:15 pm. Less interested and bothered to wait. White lie!But as I reached into my room his thoughts tried to cloud me. For a few days, he was sleeping in my room. Beside me. His presence was warming my heart and room. Now that he is not there I feel awkward to sleep."Are you crazy Adrian?", I scolded myself. "He has barely been here, but you stayed for years. This is your damn room!" My subconscious lectures me. And I still feel shameless to crave him. Though he was correct.With an embarrassed face I tried to lay down on my bed. Taking the med

Ethan’s POVFor a moment, I study his face more carefully now. The usual arrogance, the effortless dominance he carries like a second skin… it’s not there. Instead, there’s something unfamiliar.Hesitation.Vulnerability.It throws me off balance.“…Why?” I ask, this time my voice losing its edge, replaced with something more cautious.Adrian finally looks at me. For a split second, our eyes lock—and I swear, there’s something raw in his gaze. Something unguarded. But just as quickly, it’s gone.“Nothing,” he mutters, turning slightly away. “Forget I asked.”He takes a step back, like he’s already regretting it. Like he’s building that wall again—brick by brick, right in front of me. And I don’t know why…but that doesn’t sit right with me.“Wait.”The word leaves my mouth before I can stop it. And he pauses.I run a hand through my hair, exhaling slowly, trying to make sense of my own thoughts. This is stupid. Completely stupid. There are a hundred reasons why I should say no.He’s da