All Chapters of In love with the enemy : Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

The first time Celine Wolfe saw Adrian Kane up close, the storm outside the Manhattan ballroom raged like it had a personal problem against the city. Rain lashed against the towering windows. thunder rumbling low and distant, as if echoing the power and deceit swirling within the ballroom. Inside, the crème de la crème of New York society moved through the space like predators in silk and tailored wool, laughing too loudly, sipping champagne from crystal cups, their faces masks of gentleness that hid the monsters beneath. Chandeliers dripped with light, casting fractilms of rainbows across marble floors, while string quartets played softly in the background.Celine was not one of them. Not anymore.She moved among the guests in the crisp black and white uniform of the service staff, a silver tray balanced carefully on her palm, refilling glasses with the precision of someone who had spent weeks practicing this exact role. No one looked twice at her. That was the point. For the pas

Seconds passed as the silence stretched between them. Celine stood frozen beneath Adrian Kane's cold gaze, every muscle in her body stiffened with tension.The tablet remained in his hand.The security guard shifted uneasily near the door. None spoke nor moved.The storm lashed against the windows like a living thing. Then Adrian looked back down at the screen.His expression revealed nothing.He was too calm for the situation.And somehow that terrified her more than ever.The guard cleared his throat."Sir?"Adrian remained focused on the footage.Seconds ticked by.Celine's heartbeat hammered against her ribs so violently she was certain everyone in the room could hear it.The footage would show everything.Her entering the hallway.Her lingering outside the study.The lock picking.Her slipping inside.There was no excuse she could give.No lie convincing enough.No escape route.She had been caught.The only question now was what Adrian planned to do about it.Finally, he handed t

For several seconds, nobody breathed.Nobody moved. The photograph remained illuminated on Adrian's phone screen.A recent photograph.Not ten years old.Not altered.Not a blurry security image.Recent.Real.Alive.Celine stared at the face she had spent a decade mourning.The face she had memorized from fading photographs.The face she'd searched for in crowds.Dreamed about.Cried over.Buried.Her father.Sebastian Wolfe.Alive."NO."The word escaped before she realized she'd spoken. Her voice sounded hollow.Broken."NO."Adrian didn't answer.Because he looked just as shocked.Around them, the archive remained silent beneath the crimson red emergency lights.The guards exchanged uneasy glances.Nobody knew what to say.What could they say?The dead weren't supposed to come back.Yet there he was.Standing beside a black SUV.Wearing a dark coat.Older.Thinner.But unmistakably Sebastian Wolfe.Celine snatched the phone from Adrian's hand.Her fingers trembled.She zoomed in.