Lahat ng Kabanata ng Falling For The Bad Boy Captain: Kabanata 81 - Kabanata 90

LEAHLater that afternoon, I wrapped up everything on my desk, organized my notes and walked into the director's office to let him know I was leaving for the day, but that I would start working on the new project immediately.He offered me a warm reassuring smile. "I trust you, Leah."I left the glass headquarters building and headed straight down to the parking garage to enter my car.Before starting the engine, I flipped down the sun visor to check my face in the rearview mirror. My makeup was a little smeared from the long hours at the office. I took out a tissue, carefully adjusted the powder around my eyes, and applied a fresh layer of glossy coat across my lips until I looked presentable again.I put the car in drive and navigated through the late afternoon traffic down to the upscale restaurant where my blind date and I had agreed to meet.I pulled up, parked, and walked into the dimly lit elegant venue. Looking around the quiet dining room, I spotted a man sitting alone at a c

ASHER"Mr. Asher, here’s the file you asked for," one of my staff members informed me, her voice breaking through my executive suite as she tapped lightly against the open doorframe.I swiveled my leather chair around slowly to face her, looking up from my desk. "Drop the file on the desk and go," I instructed quietly, gesturing toward the empty spot on the wood.She placed the folder onto the polished surface, gave a quick nod of respect, and stepped backward out of the room, pulling the door shut behind her.I flipped the cover open to review the documents inside, scanning the fine print across the very first page. Before my eyes could even finish reading the top paragraph, the sudden, shrill ring of my desk phone echoed across the large office space.I reached out, checking the caller ID displayed on the digital screen before pressing the device firmly against my ear."Asher," my father’s arrogant voice cut straight through the speaker without a single word of greeting. "I’d like f

ASHERI couldn’t believe Leah was sitting right in front of me.Eight years. Eight long, agonizing years since the girl had walked completely away from my life without looking back, leaving me behind.She looked different now. Completely different. The soft, hesitant edges of her youth were entirely gone, replaced by a quiet breathtaking maturity and elegance that made her so painfully beautiful my chest tightened until it genuinely hurt to breathe. My fingers inside my suit pockets clenched into tight fists as I took her in, trying to reconcile the raw memory of the broken girl who tore my world apart with the calm, dignified woman sitting across the glass table today. Every breath I took felt tight but I kept my posture rigid and my jaw locked, refusing to let a single crack show in my surface.I flicked my wrist slowly, checking the polished face of my silver watch before pushing my chair back and standing up to my full height, towering over the meeting room. "I’ve got somewhere to

LEAHI pushed through the glass doors of the firm, my heels clicking against the polished floor of the lobby."Leah! Good morning, Leah!"The director was already waiting near my desk, wringing his hands together with a tight, nervous energy that instantly made my stomach turn. "Mr. Asher is coming today," he said, his voice hushed and hurried as he hovered over my workstation. "He confirmed the meeting just a few minutes ago. I need you to prepare all your past projects right now. Everything. Every single blueprint, every concept design, every major render you’ve ever completed. Have them lined up and ready on the big screen in the main conference room before he steps foot on this floor.""I'm on it," I replied, setting my purse down and pulling up my master archives on the monitor. My fingers flew across the keyboard, organizing and transferring the high-resolution files over to the presentation tablet.It didn't take long before the glass doors at the end of the corridor swung wide

LEAHI blinked, genuine surprise hitting me at the audacity of his question."Whoever I’m talking to is none of your business," I said, my voice sharp and steady as I held his intense, burning glare from across the desk. "We are here strictly on confidential business, Mr. Asher. You explicitly made it clear that you have no interest in my personal life, and I expect the exact same professional courtesy from you in return."Asher’s broad jaw tightened, a hard flicker of annoyance crossing his features before he leaned back into his executive chair. "I am not interested in knowing about your personal life," he bit out coldly, dismissing me with a flat wave of his hand."Good," I murmured, keeping my posture rigid. "Now, if you’ll excuse me."I turned on my heel without waiting for another word and walked straight out of his home office, pulling the door shut firmly behind me.I navigated the wide, quiet hallway of the penthouse until I reached the spacious guest suite assigned to me. Th