Semua Bab My Boss is My Daughter's Father : Bab 41 - Bab 50

Natalie’s POV I barely slept that night. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw the same thing again, the black SUV parked across the street from Ava’s school, the dark windshield, and the driver sitting behind it watching me without making any attempt to hide what they were doing. I kept telling myself there had to be another explanation, because there always was one when fear started filling in the gaps, but the more I replayed the afternoon in my head, the harder it became to convince myself that I’d imagined it. The SUV had been there before. Now it had followed me to Ava’s school. That couldn’t be a coincidence. By morning, I’d already made a decision. I was changing my routine. It wasn’t dramatic, and I wasn’t going to let myself turn it into somet

Natalie’s POV By the time I woke up the next morning, I had almost convinced myself that I was imagining everything. Almost. I stood in the kitchen making breakfast while Ava sat at the table, swinging her legs beneath her chair and talking about school, and for a few minutes, listening to her made everything feel ordinary again. Maybe the SUV had been a coincidence. Maybe someone else had sent the messages. Maybe I was letting everything that had happened with Jason make me suspicious of every unfamiliar car and unknown number that crossed my path. That had to be it. Because the alternative was much worse. I glanced toward the window. Nothing. No black SUV. No unfamiliar cars parked across the street. Just t

Natalie’s POV The moment I saw Lucas’s car in my mirror, my stomach dropped. For a second, I couldn’t understand what I was seeing. Then I recognized the car. My hands tightened around the steering wheel. Lucas. He was following me. I checked the mirror again, hoping I was wrong, but his car remained several vehicles behind mine, keeping a steady distance as I drove through the evening traffic. My first thought was that he had somehow seen the SUV. My second was much worse. If Lucas followed me home, he would see where I lived. He would see Ava. He would start asking questions. And eventually, he would discover everything I’d spent five years trying to keep hidden. &ldqu

Natalie’s POVI couldn’t stop thinking about it.No matter how many times I told myself to focus on something else, my mind kept returning to the same moment, the darkness in the hallway, Lucas catching me before I fell, the way his hand had moved through my hair, and the unbearable few seconds when neither of us had made any effort to step away.I barely slept that night.Every time I closed my eyes, I remembered how close he’d been, close enough that I could feel his breath, close enough that I knew exactly what he was about to do.And the worst part wasn’t that he had almost kissed me.It was that I had wanted him to.That realization made me bury my face into my pillow and groan quietly.What was wrong with me?Lucas was my boss.My boss.Yes he was also Ava’s father but that didn’t and definitely shouldn’t have changed the fact that there were plenty of men in the world I could have complicated my life with, and somehow my brain had decided the best possible choice was the man wh

Natalie’s POV Lucas was being exactly what I had asked him to be. Professional. Distant. Careful. So why didn’t it feel like a victory? I stared at the email he’d sent me that morning, reading the same three lines for the fourth time. Please have the revised documents ready before the eleven o’clock meeting. That was it. No unnecessary questions, no dry comments about my coffee order, no brief conversations that somehow turned into discussions about everything except work. Just instructions. I should have been relieved. After the almost-kiss, I had spent days telling myself that distance was exactly what I needed. Lucas was my boss, I was his employee, and whatever had almost happened between us needed to stay e