All Chapters of Under His Roof, Her Game : Chapter 81 - Chapter 89

MATEOThe gala was supposed to be just another night in our world. I stood in the grand ballroom with Elara beside me, her hand resting lightly on my arm. The room was filled with powerful people from the underworld. Crystal chandeliers hung from the ceiling and soft music played while waiters moved quietly with trays of expensive drinks. For once the evening felt peaceful. No obvious threats. No sharp words hidden behind fake smiles. Elara looked beautiful in her dark red dress and she seemed more comfortable standing beside me at these events now. Many guests noticed the change in her. They whispered to each other when they thought we could not hear. “She looks different,” one man said quietly to his wife. “More settled. More like she belongs here.” I felt proud hearing those words. My wife had come so far. She smiled at me softly and squeezed my arm. “This is nicer than I expected,” she said. “No one is staring too much tonight.”I kissed her temple gently. “You are shining toni

ELARAI woke up slowly in the elegant bedroom and looked around carefully. Someone had changed me into soft silk pajamas. The room was beautiful with expensive furniture and thick curtains that blocked most of the light. At first I thought I was dreaming. This did not feel like a prison. It felt like a fancy hotel. I stood up slowly and walked to the window. The glass was thick and locked from the outside. I could see a large garden below with high walls around it. My heart started beating faster but I forced myself to stay calm. Panic would not help me here. I needed to think clearly and learn everything I could about this place.A soft knock came at the door and two maids walked in carrying trays of food. They kept their heads down and moved quickly like they were scared of me. One of them placed a silver tray on the table. It had fresh fruits, warm bread, eggs, and juice that smelled sweet. The other maid laid out new designer clothes on the bed. Beautiful dresses and soft blouses

ELARA Victor started visiting my room more often after that first meeting. He would come in the afternoons or evenings and sit in the same chair across from me. He seemed convinced that I would eventually accept my new life with him. He spoke to me like we were already husband and wife planning our future together. At first I stayed quiet and listened carefully. I wanted to learn everything I could about him and his organization. But as the days passed I realized I could use these conversations to my advantage. I started speaking back to him in a calm voice that never showed fear. I smiled at him sometimes in ways that made him uncomfortable. I could see it in his eyes. He had expected a frightened woman who would cry and beg. Instead he found someone who looked at him without blinking.One afternoon he came in carrying a tray of fresh fruit and tea. He set it down on the table and sat across from me like always. “You look lovely today,” he said in his smooth voice. “The blue dress

MATEOI had been searching for days without any real leads. Every night I barely slept thinking about Elara. My men had turned the city upside down but Victor was smart. He had hidden her well. The fear and rage inside me grew stronger with every passing hour. I was sitting in my office surrounded by maps and reports when one of my men burst through the door. He looked excited and nervous at the same time. “Boss,” he said quickly. “We have a lead. One of Victor’s own associates contacted us. He is willing to betray him for money and protection. He gave us the exact location of the estate where Elara is being held.”I stood up so fast my chair fell over. My heart started pounding hard. Finally. After all this time we had a real chance. I grabbed the man by the shoulders. “Are you sure this is credible?” I asked. “If this is a trap I will kill you myself.”He nodded quickly. “It is real Boss,” he said. “The man is scared of Victor. He wants out. He described the mansion and the secur

ELARAI woke up to silence.For the first time in what felt like forever, there were no screams outside my door. There were no hurried footsteps racing through the mansion. There were no gunshots in the distance or voices shouting orders. The walls around me were still, and the morning sunlight slipped gently through the curtains, covering the room with a warm golden glow. I lay there for several seconds, staring at the ceiling, trying to understand why everything felt so... normal. Victor was dead. The nightmare was finally over. My hand slowly rested on my stomach, and I closed my eyes for a moment. A month ago, I never imagined I would wake up carrying a child. Most of all, I never imagined someone would fight so hard to keep me alive.When I turned my head, I found Mateo sitting in the chair beside the bed.He was already dressed in a black shirt and dark trousers, but his tie hung loosely around his neck. A business file rested on his lap, yet he wasn't reading it. His eyes were