Todos los capítulos de The Man I Kissed Became My Father-in-law: Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 20

Elowen's POV The tour around the manor made me realize I hadn't even seen a quarter of the place. And I was grateful I agreed to go along with Rita that morning.At first, my mind kept circling back to everything that had happened the previous day. Especially Damon’s interrogation.‘Because next time, I won't assume it was a mistake.’There was never going to be a next time. The only “next time” I wanted was the one where I poked his scary eyes with my nails. I hated how that man could make me uncomfortable without even raising his voice. Even my father, whom I'd spent years trying to ignore, was a hundred times easier to deal with. But at least one thing was clear after yesterday's conversation. We had both agreed to stay out of each other's way and leave the past in the past.It was funny, but I actually felt relieved. If I could actually succeed in avoiding Zoe, Mara and Mr. Damon… It'd be a flex. And I'd even be able to focus on my fake marriage.“Are you alright, Mrs. Morrett

Damon's POVI saw her before she saw me.Elowen was standing at the end of the corridor, arguing quietly with one of the maids. Her brows were drawn together, one hand resting against her waist as she listened.Her hair was braided back, leaving her face completely exposed.I should have kept walking. Instead, I stopped.Again.That was becoming a problem. Not like I had any business in the east wing. My office was in the west, but I didn't know why I kept finding myself in places where she happened to be.Or perhaps I did.The maid noticed me first and greeted me. “Boss.”Elowen’s head jerked to me. Her mouth opened slightly, like she hadn't expected to see me.I know. Me too.“Good afternoon.”I acknowledged, nodding. “Hmm.”The maid had already left the both of us standing there, and I liked that. I loved seeing the fear on Elowen’s face whenever we were alone. I liked being feared. It kept people from getting too comfortable around me. We eventually walked past each other, and i

Damon's POV I hated gatherings.They filled my manor with too many voices, too many forced smiles, and too many people who suddenly remembered they were part of the Moretti family whenever it was convenient for them. And I didn't even trust them.Unfortunately, these gatherings had been part of Moretti tradition for decades. An occasional reminder that, beneath all the separate branches, rivalries, and personal interests, we were still one family. As the head of that family, I had no choice but to comply and endure them.I sat at the head of the table, listening to a conversation about the southern territories, when the doors to the dining room opened.My eyes lifted.Elowen walked in.Wine-colored dress. Silver stones catching the candlelight. A slit running dangerously high along her thigh.Damn.I looked away. Then I looked back.Apparently, enduring the dinner was going to be the easy part.My eyes couldn't help sneaking peeks at Elowen. I stopped trying hard to fight them, but

Elowen's POVI wasn't prepared for what I found when I entered my husband's room.Several people hovered around his bed, their attention fixed on the man who had been lying motionless for months. One was his personal physician. The other two were members of the medical team I'd seen occasionally since moving into the manor.Damon stood beside the window, his hands tucked into his pockets.Of course, he was here.For a brief moment, I wondered whether the entire Moretti family had conspired to make my life miserable when the contract was made, then pushed the thought aside."What's going on?"No one answered immediately.The doctor leaned over Leo, checking something near his wrist before turning towards us."We've noticed a change in his neurological responses," he explained. "There was movement in his fingers, followed by a slight twitch in his eyelid."I stared at Leo.His face looked exactly as it had yesterday. Peaceful. Undisturbed. Almost as though he hadn't become the reason I

Elowen's POV It had been exactly a week since my husband woke up, and I had seen him only once.Once.And that one visit had been enough to make me regret trying.I had gone to his room that morning, thinking it was the least I could do. After all, I was his wife. It didn't matter that our marriage wasn't exactly what either of us would have chosen, or I would have. I had stayed beside him while he was unconscious, and I genuinely wanted to see how he was doing, even though it took me some amount of courage to reach that decision.Apparently, that was too much to ask.Mara had practically chased me out of his room, scolding me about disturbing him when he needed to eat and take his medication.And Leo?He'd sat there and let her do it.Not a word. Not even a glance that suggested he thought she was being unreasonable. I had left without saying anything because, honestly, what was there to say?Since then, the security men stationed outside his room had been instructed not to let me