บททั้งหมดของ The CEO'S Little Lamb : บทที่ 61 - บทที่ 70

CHAPTER 61LARA'S POV His hand slid slowly higher against my waist while the other settled against my jaw carefully. Like he was trying to control himself. Like it was getting harder.My pulse went completely out of control.“Adrian,” I whispered again, softer this time.His eyes stayed on my mouth.Focused and Dangerous.“You have no idea,” he murmured quietly, “how hard it is to behave around you lately.”The honesty in his voice made heat rush through me instantly.And before I could think of something smart to say—His mouth was on mine.Slow at first. Careful.But the second I kissed him back properly, something in Adrian snapped.His hand tightened on my waist, pulling me flush against him while his kiss deepened instantly.God.Every single kiss with this man somehow felt worse. Or better.Possibly both.I grabbed the front of his shirt automatically, and Adrian made a low sound against my lips that nearly destroyed my remaining brain cells.The penthouse disappeared around us.

CHAPTER 63 Lara’s POV I tried not to look disappointed after Adrian released me from his grip. Because sitting across from Adrian after that morning felt like my brain had been rewired and then politely ignored. We had kissed. Again. Multiple times recently, actually. He had a call from his father and with the looks of things, he and his father had not been on a good term. After ending his call, I tried not to talk about it with him. And yet, we were still sitting here eating breakfast like two extremely well-behaved adults who definitely didn’t spend half their time making each other forget how to speak properly. It was… confusing. Very confusing. I poked at my food, pretending intense interest in scrambled eggs while my thoughts went in completely unhelpful directions. Adrian, on the other hand, looked completely composed. As usual. Like he hadn’t just made my heart sprint earlier with a single look. Men were unfair. “Your face is doing that thing again,”

CHAPTER 65Lara’s POVI made Adrian wait on purpose.Petty?Maybe.Deserved?Absolutely.Because A decision was an insane thing to text someone and then casually disappear into work meetings afterward like he hadn’t emotionally destabilized me for the entire day.So yes. I intentionally took my time. Very intentionally.I finished work slowly. Took longer organizing my desk. Spent fifteen full minutes pretending to help Amelia with something she absolutely did not need help with. Amelia eventually narrowed her eyes at me suspiciously.“You’re stalling.”“I’m not.”“You’ve rearranged the same file three times.”I gasped softly. “Wow. Accusations.”She rolled her eyes while I grabbed my bag quickly before she could continue embarrassing me further.“I’m leaving.”“You’re blushing!”“I hate this office.”Amelia laughed loudly while I escaped before she could say anything worse.By the time I finally arrived upstairs at Adrian’s office floor, most employees were already leaving for the even

CHAPTER 67Adrian's POVI had never bought jewelry in my life.Not for anyone. Not once.And yet somehow, three days ago, I had spent four hours inside the most exclusive private jeweler in the city, personally approving every single diamond, reviewing every delicate engraving of her initials until the craftsman looked like he genuinely feared me.Standing here now, watching Lara touch the necklace at her throat with slightly trembling fingers, her eyes still glassy from shock. It was worth every second.I scoffed internally at myself.Adrian Romano. Renting restaurants. Selecting diamonds. Planning romantic evenings with the kind of careful attention I usually reserved for hostile corporate acquisitions.Three months ago, I would have found this version of myself completely unrecognizable.Because three months ago, I had a plan. A clean, calculated, ruthless plan.The memory surfaced before I could stop it.Ruin her. She was one of the reasons my mother got killed eventually. That ha

CHAPTER 69Lara's POVThe office building looked exactly the same as it always did. Glass and steel and quiet corporate authority rising against the Thursday morning sky. The same rotating doors. The same security desk. The same elevator bank with the same slightly too-slow doors.Everything identical to every other work daysI had walked through here.Except today I was wearing diamonds.And the man walking half a step beside me owned the entire building.I kept my expression neutral with the focused determination of someone defusing a bomb. Head forward. Professional. Completely normal. Just a regular employee arriving at work on a regular work day morning.Adrian, naturally, looked like he had never experienced an irregular morning in his life. Charcoal suit. Perfect posture. Expression composed into that particular CEO configuration that made junior staff instinctively straighten up as he passed.He didn't touch me in the lobby.But he walked close enough that his arm brushed mi