His Dark Asset (R18)의 모든 챕터: 챕터 31 - 챕터 40

I unlocked the washroom door and stepped back out onto the executive floor, only to find Margaret waiting for me.She stood tall with her arms crossed over her charcoal-grey Chanel suit, her eyes glittering with calculated malice.Taking advantage of Adrian's absence, she gestured sharply to a towering stack of unorganized corporate binders and financial files she'd dumped directly onto my desk."Mr. Sutherland's going to need all of these meticulously sorted, cross-referenced, and summarized by tomorrow morning," Margaret stated, offering zero room for argument. "There's a mountain of unfinished documentation here that requires your specific attention and organizational expertise. Don't expect to leave until every single page is accounted for."Completely worn down, emotionally drained, and too hollowed out from the canteen incident to muster the energy to fight back, I stared numbly at the monumental stack of paperwork.A heavy wave of fatigue crushed whatever lingering defiance I h

I stood on shaking legs, all the blood draining from my face. "Of course."Isabelle's gaze swept over me dismissively, taking in my simple navy dress and modest heels.The assessment in her eyes was immediate and brutal: Not a threat. Not even worth noticing."This way, Miss Laurent," I managed, my voice barely above a whisper.I led her across the floor, each step feeling like I was walking through deep water.Behind me, the sharp click of her designer heels on the marble floor was confident and assured, each step a mocking reminder of the vast, uncrossable gulf between us.When we reached Adrian's office, I knocked softly on the glass door.He looked up and his expression was completely blank.But then his eyes flicked to Isabelle, and something shifted.He'd been expecting this or at least wasn't surprised by it.Isabelle pushed past me without waiting for an invitation, not even bothering to say thank you."Adrian, darling," she purred like warm honey and expensive silk.I stood f

VERITYThe wind nearly ripped the black umbrella right out of his hand.Rain came down in sheets, hammering the taut canvas, but it was nothing compared to what I'd just seen.I was crumpled on the curb like a pile of discarded laundry, soaked straight through.I felt tiny. Too fragile to survive a stiff breeze, let alone the man I'd just run from.My dark hair was plastered flat to my skull and cheeks, my whole body jerking in silent, violent shudders."Miss Monroe."I looked up through my tears, shivering uncontrollably, water streaming down my face, to see Phillip Walker looking down at me with an expression of genuine concern.His usually immaculate appearance was slightly disheveled. His tie was loose and his jacket unbuttoned. He must have been on his way somewhere when he spotted me."Miss Monroe. Are you hurt?"I couldn't answer. Could only kneel there in the rain, shaking and sobbing like a broken child.To him, I was just Verity Monroe... some junior associate who occasional

VERITY~Monday~I stepped out of the private elevator at 7:40 AM.I wore a bespoke charcoal skirt sliced high along the left thigh, paired with an ivory silk blouse unfastened just low enough that every shadow of collarbone was visible.Red sole Louboutins—the pair he’d bought me—clicked against the pristine marble in a slow, deliberate cadence.The frightened girl who had fled into Thursday’s rain was no more. The woman walking across this floor was something else entirely: cold, desperate and hollowed out until only venom remained.Margaret was already at her station, whispering into a file with Chloe, who hovered by her desk like a scavenger hoping for scraps.When my heels echoed across the foyer, the whispers died instantly.Margaret’s head snapped up and her ice-blue eyes widened. She had expected a formal resignation, an HR settlement, or at the very least, a sniffling girl begging for mercy.Chloe recovered first, stepping into the corridor with a thin smile. "Look who dragged

VERITYThe sudden, freezing temperature of the glass seeped through my thin silk blouse, making me shiver or maybe it was fear. I couldn't tell anymore.Adrian’s fingers tightened around my windpipe, cutting off my air as he lifted me up.He was nearly choking me.Black spots bloomed and pulsed at the edges of my vision. My lungs burned, but I didn't claw at his hands.I wrapped my fingers around his wrists and held him there, smiling through the agony."I warned you," Adrian ground out through his teeth.The corded veins in his neck were pulsing hard enough to burst. "I tried to spare you.""I don't want... your mercy," I choked out."You think this is a game?" His pupils were completely blown. "You think you can bait me and walk away?""Prove it," I gasped, digging my fingernails into the flesh of his wrists. "Ruined... or coward. Pick one."With a low, guttural curse, his mouth crashed down on mine.It wasn't a kiss. It was an execution.His teeth split my bottom lip, the sharp met