The Divorcee Who Ruled Their Hearts のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 111 - チャプター 120

Claire kept teasing him, tracing slow patterns over his chest.What she didn't realize was exactly what kind of man she'd just set her sights on.The club she was in one of the most exclusive in Meridian City was, in fact, one of Derek Voss's operations straddling the line between legitimate business and something considerably darker.On paper, Derek was heir to Secret Holdings, a sprawling multinational conglomerate, and a Stanford graduate with a polished public image regularly featured in finance magazines and charity circuits, every inch the elegant young executive.In reality, the Voss family had deep roots in organized crime, historically embedded across multiple sectors before quietly withdrawing from domestic operations and expanding aggressively overseas logistics, entertainment, finance, all of it carrying the same undercurrent of control.Derek's other, far less public role: the man actually running the organization known as "AV" a secretive network with generations of hist

“Are you shy?”Derek Voss caught Claire Bennett’s wrist and pulled her straight into his arms.Before she could react, her balance vanished and she tumbled against his chest. Soft, delicate curves pressed fully against hard muscle. The sudden contact sent a sharp jolt through him one he hated the moment he felt it.Something inside him strained against its usual iron control. Derek despised that sensation: the loss of mastery over his own body, especially when it was caused by a woman as openly experienced as her.Claire settled against his solid chest, arms sliding around his waist so that every line of her body molded to his. She buried her face against him and murmured, “Maybe I shouldn’t call you Brother Kun. You look far too sexy and mature for that.”Heat radiated from both of them.Derek looked down at the woman in his arms long, glossy black hair spilling over pale, luminous skin. He caught a strand near her ear between his fingers and toyed with it.“Then what should you call

The disastrous end to the previous night had left Claire in a genuinely sour mood the next day.After work, she stopped at the grocery store and was midway through unpacking when her phone rang.She pulled it out and saw Marco's name on the screen, and a smile tugged at her mouth despite herself.Been a few days since I heard from him, she thought. That night at the track was genuinely thrilling.A genuinely solid addition to the rotation.All thoughts of Derek Voss evaporated instantly, her mood lifting noticeably.She answered, voice warm. "Marco. What's up?""Race tonight. Come cheer me on?"His voice, low and easy, did its usual work on her mood.Claire's smile widened at the invitation.She put the uncut vegetables back in the fridge, closing the door with a satisfied little smile. "Sure.""Want me dressed up nice for the occasion, Mr. Reyes?"A soft laugh came through the line. "Sure thing. Wear whatever you want."Claire's eyes crinkled with her smile.Being around Marco was al

Derek leaned in close, his mouth curved."You didn't seem to mind last night.""Having second thoughts today?"Claire's frown deepened further.She lifted her heel and brought it down sharply on his foot, then shoved him off entirely.Without a backward glance, she walked straight over to Marco and wrapped herself affectionately around his waist."Let's go, sweetheart."Marco understood immediately that something existed between Claire and Derek.That man was famously uninterested in women, and yet he'd deliberately pushed one into his arms, then pulled Claire into his just as deliberately.He hadn't caught what they'd said to each other quietly.Whatever it was, it clearly carried weight.A sharp, uncomfortable tightness settled in his chest at the realization that something existed between them already.He and Derek had been professional rivals for years both elite drivers, both with serious backing, with loyal followings on either side of the track.Finding out Derek actually knew

Marco's dark eyes stayed locked on her, like he was trying to read straight through to whatever she was thinking.His pulse was visibly up, his breathing coming heavier by the second."Where's this going, baby?"Claire smiled, playing coy."What do you mean, Marco?" she asked, feigning innocence.He caught her chin gently, tilting her face up toward his."You're trouble." His voice dropped low, and he couldn't resist pressing a slow line of kisses along her throat."Where exactly?" Claire teased back, voice light despite the warmth spreading through her.Marco pulled back just enough to study her flushed, striking face, clearly entertained."Look how red you've gone.""You're one to talk," Claire shot back, though her own voice had lost some of its earlier steadiness."Takes one to know one," Marco murmured, pulling her closer."You're relentless," Claire said, though there wasn't much bite left in it."Only because you make it so easy," he said, voice rough with obvious want.Claire