All Chapters of Chasing Red Flags: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Chapter 31: The Hidden HeartI woke gasping, chest heaving, sheets soaked through with cold sweat. I might not have even noticed the chill clinging to my skin—if not for the night air brushing cool against my damp flesh.I pressed trembling hands to my face, the dream still vivid and terrifying behind my eyes. Daddy stood there—my dad—but his face was twisted with rage I had never seen before. Wild, unrecognizable. He reached for the baby in my arms, tearing it away, and I woke screaming in silence.I dragged a breath in, then another. "It was only a dream," I whispered to the dark. My father would never do such a thing. Deep down, I had always believed—he cares.I walked into the bathroom to wash my face, the hour late and quiet. I assumed my parents were asleep in their room. But as I stepped back into the hallway, I heard it.The violin.I could not tell if it was still part of the dream, yet I found myself walking toward the sound. Note by note, melody winding through the quiet ho

Chapter 33: Hormonally JealousThe air in the room turned heavy instantly, charged with unspoken tension. Leon stood in the doorway, coat slung over one shoulder, his gaze locking straight onto mine—then sliding sharply toward Dmitriy. He had not missed the way we sat, eyes locked, voices taut with unspoken weight.Dmitriy looked away, his expression shuttered and unreadable.Leon walked forward, each step deliberate and heavy, until he stood right beside me—tall, broad, radiating a presence that felt both protective and dangerously intense. He did not look at me. He looked straight at his oldest friend.“Did I miss something?”Dmitriy shifted, his demeanor transforming in an instant—trading deadly seriousness for that familiar, arrogant smirk. “We were barely exchanging words. And here I thought I knew everything about you. Why was I never told she was coming, best friend?”Leon scoffed and settled onto the couch beside me. “Best friend,” he repeated, thick with sarcasm. “We may be,

Chapter 35: The Meeting"Let me drive you home," Leon said quietly.I pulled back from his embrace, looking up at him, confused. "Why? I told you—I want to stay."His expression turned serious, lips pressing into a firm line. "God knows how badly I want you to stay. But with Dmitriy still in the house… it’s not safe for you here. Besides, your guard—Katana—is posted just down the road. I saw her."My heart sank. "But I just got you back. I don't want to leave yet."He leaned down and pressed a soft, lingering kiss to my forehead. "And I want nothing more than to keep you here. But I need to be on good terms with your father. Especially now. I don't want any tension between us… not when I intend to ask for his permission properly."My breath caught. "Are you saying… you want to ask for my hand in marriage?"A tender smile touched his lips. "It feels fast, I know. But I’ve been waiting for this moment for years. Longer than you realize."I looked up at him, awe swelling in my chest. "Th

Chapter 37: Sister-In-LawTrue to Rose’s word, there was no grand party, no crowd, and no flashing cameras waiting at the manor. It was quiet—just Maky and her two little ones. Even her husband wasn’t there. She explained she simply wanted to celebrate with Rose, now that they were finally reunited after so many years apart.I still remember seeing them together back when I first started college. Everyone whispered that they must be dating—they were both so bold, so effortlessly cool. And Maky… she was easily the most fearless girl I had ever known.Always in a leather jacket and skinny jeans, riding her Ducati like she owned the road. I even saw her throw punches once on the school grounds. She spent plenty of time in the guidance office, yet never got expelled—because every single time, she was defending someone who couldn’t defend themselves. And Leon? I never once saw him step in to fight her battles. He’d simply lean back, watch her knock people down, and wear that proud, knowing

Chapter 39: The Ring and the Tiny RivalI had spent so many years watching him from afar—admiring every striking feature, even when he stood surrounded by crowds of women. To have him this close now… felt like a dream I never dared to wake from.The distant, untouchable man everyone knew sat right beside me, wearing a smile meant only for me. Others may have had his attention in the past, but I… I had his heart."When did you first notice me?" I asked softly. "Was I playing that night?"He brushed a strand of hair behind my ear, his gaze warm. "No. Long before that."I frowned. "Then when?"He chuckled low in his chest. "If I tell you… you’ll never believe me.""I remember everything," I insisted. "My life wasn’t exactly full of excitement."He leaned closer, eyes crinkling with amusement. "Try when you were three years old."My mouth fell open. "THREE?! That’s impossible!""It’s the truth. I stood right in front of your father and told him—‘One day, I’m going to marry you.’ He laughe