บททั้งหมดของ The CEO'S Little Lamb : บทที่ 91 - บทที่ 100

CHAPTER 92ADRIAN'S POVWe stared at each other for a long moment, the air between us thick with everything I’d just confessed. I meant every single word. She had changed my life. She had changed me.Before I could think twice, my lips crashed into hers. The kiss was hungry, intense, and she matched me with the same desperate energy. A low groan rumbled in my chest as her hands fisted in my shirt. I wanted her. Ineeded her. I wanted to fuck her senseless, to mark every inch of her body as mine.The kiss deepened, turning filthy and wet. My hands roamed greedily over her gorgeous curves, squeezing her ass and pulling her harder against the growing bulge in my pants. Her fingers slipped under my shirt, nails dragging over my hard chest and abs, sending sparks straight to my cock.I couldn’t wait any longer. I scooped her up bridal-style and carried her to the bedroom, kicking the door shut behind us. I laid her gently on the bed, but there was nothing gentle about the way I stripped her

CHAPTER 94LARA'S POVThe morning light felt different today. It felt warmer and safer. I woke up wrapped in Adrian’s arms, my back pressed against his chest, his steady heartbeat thumping against me. For a moment, I just lay there, memorizing everything. The scent of his skin, the heavy weight of his arm around my waist, the way his fingers instinctively curled around my breast even in sleep.Last night had changed everything. The words “I love you” still echoed in my mind, spoken in that deep, rough voice that always made my knees weak. I had said them back without hesitation, and for the second time in my life, I believed in forever.I shifted slightly, and Adrian stirred, pulling me closer with a sleepy growl. His morning erection nestled hot and heavy against my ass.“Morning,” he murmured against my neck, voice gravelly with sleep and desire. He pressed an open-mouthed kiss there, then gently bit down, sucking just enough to make me gasp.“Adrian…” I whispered, already wet for h

CHAPTER 96ADRIAN'S POVThe stars were bright overhead, the ocean a steady rhythm beneath us. Lara lay curled against my chest, her breathing soft and content after we’d made love. My hand stroked slowly up and down her bare back, but my mind was anything but calm.She had asked about my family. I’d given her pieces just enough to feel honest, but nowhere near the full truth. Telling her everything would shatter this. Shatter us.I pressed a kiss to her temple, breathing in her scent. She smelled like sunshine and the coconut lotion from earlier. Like peace. Like everything I didn’t deserve.“My father…” I started again, voice low in the darkness. “He’s not just dangerous. He’s the head of a powerful organization. Mafia ties that go back generations. Control, money, violence, he thrives on all of it. I walked away the moment I could. Built Blackstone to prove I didn’t need any of his world.”Lara lifted her head, her eyes soft and trusting in the moonlight. “That must have been hard

CHAPTER 98LARA'S POVThe morning unfolded like a beautiful painting. Soft sunlight, the endless blue ocean, and Adrian’s quiet presence making everything feel warm and safe. I woke to the sound of him moving around the kitchen, and when I joined him on the terrace, the chefs had already prepared a lovely breakfast: fresh smoothies, scrambled eggs with herbs, buttery toast, and a bowl of vibrant tropical fruits. He greeted me with a gentle hug and a kiss on my forehead, his green eyes searching mine for a moment longer than usual.“You okay?” he asked softly as we sat down. “You seem a little quiet this morning.”I forced a bright smile and reached for my smoothie. “Just still waking up. This place makes me want to stay in bed forever.”He chuckled, but I could tell he wasn’t fully convinced. We ate in comfortable silence at first, then talked about light things. The boat ride we planned for later again, how the village market had felt like stepping into another world. Adrian suggeste

CHAPTER 100 ADRIAN'S POVLara’s sobs had quieted into shaky breaths against my chest, but the damage was done. I held her on the bed, my arms locked around her like a cage I had no intention of opening. The ocean breeze drifting through the balcony doors felt mocking now. Too calm, too indifferent to the storm I had allowed into our perfect fucking bubble.Martina.That bitch had crossed a line. Calling me Adriano in that honeyed, possessive voice, speaking to me like I belonged to her. Like she had any claim on the life I had clawed away from my father’s world. The sound of it still burned in my ears. If she had been standing in front of me instead of on the other end of a phone, I’m not sure I could have stopped myself from wrapping my hands around her throat.I stroked Lara’s hair slowly, but inside, something darker stirred. The part of me I had tried to bury when I built Blackstone. The Romano blood. The instinct that whispered ‘eliminate the threat’. Permanently.“I’m sorry,” I