Todos los capítulos de HIS FIANCEE'S UNCLE IS MY ALIBI : Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 20

ADRIAN'S POVThe drive back to the mansion was silent.I remained quiet because I knew she was beyond mad at what happened today. This was the silence of a woman who was holding herself together by a thread, and if I said one wrong word, that thread would snap.Nicole sat in the passenger seat, her body turned away from me, her face pressed against the window. The black jacket was still wrapped around her shoulders. Her hair was a mess. Her hands were clenched in her lap.I had stopped at a nearby mall on the way back. I had gone in alone and bought comfortable clothes, dresses, nightwear, and soft things. I didn't know her size. I grabbed everything that looked like it might fit and paid without looking at the total. I put the shopping bags in the back seat. But she didn't acknowledge them. We pulled into the mansion driveway and I turned off the engine. I looked at her. "Nicole. We're here."She didn't respond. I got out of the car. I walked around to her side and opened the doo

NICOLE'S POVThe first thing I registered when I pulled away from Adrian was how weak I felt in the warmth of his chest, the strength of his arms, the way he held me like I was something worth protecting, But it all faded after the interruption, and I was left standing in the cold reality of what I had just done.I had broken down in front of him, and now I felt exposed and naked in a way that had nothing to do with a dress. He had seen me at my worst, not the polished heiress, not the fierce CEO, not the proud woman who refused to bend. He had seen the broken thing underneath. The thing I had been hiding from everyone. The thing I had been hiding from myself.And I hated him for it.I wiped my tears with the back of my hand and stepped away from him. My legs were shaky. My throat was raw. My eyes were swollen. I must have looked like a disaster.Vivienne stood in the doorway. Her face was twisted with shock and fury. She looked at me, then at Adrian, then back at me. Her hands wer

NICOLE'S POV"What is it?" I asked. He stepped closer. “I believe Elliot is trying to use Vivienne to get access to my company and bring me down like he did with you.” I stared at him. "And you need me to stop him?” “You know him better than anyone. So your knowledge and insight will work best in dealing with him.” he spoke calmly. I laughed bitterly. "You want to use me.""I think the correct term is partnership.” He corrected me. "I'm not going to pretend I'm doing this for noble reasons. I want Elliot destroyed. You want Elliot destroyed. We have a common enemy. We can help each other."I took a deep breath. He's right. If I want to take my revenge on Elliot, I can't do it on my own. The only person I have right now is Adrian. I never expected that the day would come where I'll be dependent on Adrian Ashford, but I have to do what it takes to revive my company and bring it back to the top. He wants to use me, I can also use him too. "Fine. But I have conditions." I finally

ELLIOT'S POV Vivienne moaned softly into my mouth. Her hands found my hair. Her body pressed against mine.I spun her around and laid her on the couch.She looked up at me with those big, trusting eyes.I hated those eyes because they reminded me of how Nicole used to look at me. The difference between them is that I actually loved Nicole and wanted to spend the rest of my life with her. But I was just a man trying to survive.I pushed the thought away and kissed Vivienne deeper, shoving my tongue into her mouth to feel every part of it. She melted into me, and I moved to the corner of her mouth, her jawline and her earlobes, teasing her. She held me and pulled me closer like I was the only person who could keep her sane, and I wanted it to remain that way. I want her in the palm of my hands, I want her obsessed with me enough to go against her uncle and betray him for me. Nicole might actually be a good way to plant a discord in Vivienne's head against her uncle. But she still

ADRIAN'S POVTwelve executives. Eight board members. Twenty of the most powerful people in the company, all seated around the long mahogany table, all watching me with varying degrees of curiosity and suspicion.I stood at the head of the table. I never sat for announcements like this."Thank you all for coming," I began. "I know it's short notice."They all nodded with Murmurs filling the room. "As you know, the position of Chief Strategy Officer has been vacant for over a year. The sudden death of our former CSO — may he rest in peace — left a void that has affected this company greatly. The CSO is not just another executive. The CSO is the architect of our future. The person who sees the big picture anticipates the moves of our competitors and positions us for long-term success."I paused."We finally found a suitable replacement a month ago."I looked at the young man seated at my right-hand side. His name was Kevin, and he was 26 years old. He's smart, handsome, and has a lot o