CHAPTER 38 AMELIA'S POVReturning to work after the trip was supposed to be a regular day, or so I thought. I pushed through the office doors, laptop bag in hand, and immediately felt the shift in the air. The glances. Intense, lingering, almost accusatory. It was as though everyone suddenly found me fascinating.I ignored it at first, heading towards the elevator with my confidence shaking like a bird inside the cold Pacific Ocean. Even the receptionist side at the top floor wasn't excluded from this weird behavior. Yet, the looks persisted. Whispers flitted just out of earshot. I finally settled down at my desk and dived into the morning’s tasks. My fingers hovered over my keyboard as I racked my brain for any clue as to what I might have done. Nothing came to mind.A little before ten, a receptionist from downstairs called. “Miss Amelia, there’s a delivery for you.”A delivery? Again? A mysterious delivery probably? Maybe this would be different. Confused but curious, I took the
CHAPTER 39AMELIA'S POV. I felt Alessandro's eyes on me, his brows furrowed in confusion. “Amelia, are you okay?” he asked, his voice calm but laced with concern.I forced myself to move, muttering a string of apologies. “I’m so sorry, sir. I— I didn’t mean to—” My words fumbled as I arranged the files once more, my fingers trembling as I gathered them. "Amelia.” His tone softened as he stood. “What’s wrong? Did something happen?” “Nothing!” I blurted, too quickly. I straightened up, clutching the files that he wanted me to have to my chest as if they could shield me from the truth that was unraveling in my mind. “I just... I wasn’t paying attention and I was being clumsy. I’m sorry.”I thought he had dropped the investigative questions earlier. His piercing gaze lingered on me, but he didn’t press further. “Alright,” he said after a beat. “The shipment you’ve been coordinating arrived this morning. I need you to finalize the meeting details with the team. You’ll be represen
CHAPTER 40 THIRD PERSON'S POV In the dead of night, the city’s quiet hum was broken by the rapid pounding of footsteps. A man, disheveled and breathless, sprinted through the darkened streets, a gun clutched tightly in his left hand. His heart hammered in his chest as the faint glow of streetlights blurred past him. He was running from something—or someone—and he knew he couldn’t afford to stop.Behind him, a group of men closed the distance, their shadows stretching across the pavement. He could hear their footsteps growing louder, the sound of boots slapping against the concrete, and his panic only increased. He had to keep moving, had to keep running.But he wasn’t fast enough.A hard shove from behind sent him crashing to the ground. His head hit the pavement with a sickening thud, and the gun slipped from his grasp, sliding away into the darkness. The world around him blurred, the faces of his pursuers becoming indistinct. The last thing he remembered before everything went bla
CHAPTER 41THIRD PERSON'S POV Amelia sat up in bed, her eyes wide as she heard a knock at her door. It was late—too late for any visitors. Hesitantly, she stood and padded to the door, wondering who it could be. "Who is it?" "Luca."When she opened it, her breath caught in her throat.Luca stood in the doorway, blood dripping from his nose and mouth, his clothes torn and disheveled. His expression was one of exhaustion and fury, but there was something else there, too—a vulnerability that caught her off guard. “Luca?” Amelia asked, her voice laced with concern and surprise. “What happened? Are you okay?” “I’m fine,” he lied, though the blood smeared across his face contradicted him. He winced, his body swaying slightly as he stepped into her apartment. “I just need a place to crash for the night. I can't go home looking like this.”Amelia stepped aside, letting him enter. “Come on, sit down. I’ll clean you up,” she said gently.Luca sank onto her couch, his head dropping f
CHAPTER 42 THIRD PERSON'S POV Amelia adjusted her blazer, brushing off invisible dust. She glanced at her reflection in the hotel room mirror. The pencil skirt she chose hugged her curves just enough to be professional yet flattering, and the soft silk blouse tucked in gave her an elegant touch. Her light makeup was subtle but enough to enhance her natural beauty. She wasn’t trying to draw attention, but Alessandro’s gaze earlier at breakfast had already made her self-conscious. All of these weren't her idea. [FLASHBACK] "I have to seduce him?" Amelia sounded so shocked after listening to the wonderful idea that Mia said she had. "Yes, you need to know whether or not he is totally into you." "How can I seduce him? I don't...what are you even saying? That's not my aim." "Well, having your boss fall in love with you wasn't part of the aim either." "He isn't in love with me! We are just confusing things for ourselves." Amelia argued back nonstop. Mia nodded and proceeded
CHAPTER 43Her steps faltered when she saw him. His shirt was torn and soaked in blood, his face pale and drenched in sweat. Two of his guards supported him, their expressions grim. “Oh my God,” Amelia whispered, rushing to his side. “What happened?”A man wearing a long coat came in from the side. He was holding a briefcase and his face looked serious. “I’m fine,” Alessandro muttered, though his voice was weak. "Fine? Are you for real? You’re bleeding!” she cried. “Just a scratch,” Alessandro said, waving her off, even though he was trying his possible best to stay conscious. “It’s more than a scratch,” Amelia snapped. The doctor interrupted them with his arms. "Ma'am, he is profusely bleeding now, and we can't afford to waste any more minutes. Scold him after he manages to survive," With that already said, Alessandro was pushed away from her. She watched them disappear as she tried to grasp what was happening. She decided to follow them and saw that he
CHAPTER 44. Amelia offered to help change his bandage immediately after getting into the bedroom. "Do you know how to do it?" Alessandro asked her and she frowned with displeasure. However, she decided not to bother much with it as he might not mean it in an insulting way. "My younger sister was quite troublesome when she was little so I was prepared for both her little and big injuries." She purposely removed the fact that she needed it more for herself because of the mistreatment she suffered at home. "Please, take your seat and let me do it." Amelia said as she sat on the edge of the bed, the first aid kit resting on the bedside table. Her hands trembled slightly as she prepared to replace Alessandro's bandage. Alessandro slowly took off his shirt while maintaining eye contact with her for a few seconds before she decided to look away. He then sat shirtless in front of her, his chiseled torso bearing faint scars from whatever secret battles he might have gotten hi
CHAPTER 45The dimly lit room reeked of cigarette smoke and sweat. The tension in the air was suffocating as Zach paced back and forth, his sharp features twisted in fury. The men he had sent to execute the mission stood before him, heads bowed, trembling under his piercing glare. "You had just one job,” Zach growled, his voice low but filled with venom. “One simple job, and you couldn’t even do that right.”One of the men, a wiry figure with a nervous twitch, attempted to speak. “Sir, we didn’t anticipate—” "Didn’t anticipate? Should that word even exist in your dictionary? What's up with you all and anticipation, huh?" Zach snapped, cutting him off. He slammed his fist onto the wooden table, the sound echoing through the room. “Do you think Alessandro gives second chances? Do you think I do?”The man shrank back, his eyes darting nervously to his companions. None of them dared to speak, knowing Zach’s temper could erupt at any moment.Zach leaned forward, his cold, dark eyes
CHAPTER 90 Luca’s gentle insistence had caught Amelia off guard that morning. As they sat in the quiet corner of his sitting room, he leaned forward, earnest eyes fixed on her. “Amelia,” he said softly, “I think you should come to work for me at my company. At least for a while. I can promise you more stability and a place where you’re truly safe.”Amelia looked at him, her mind a whirlwind of conflicting thoughts. “I—I appreciate that Luca,” she stammered, “but… isn’t it too soon to make such a change?”Luca’s expression softened as he reached out and took her hand in his. “I’m not asking you to abandon everything, Amelia. I just want you to have an option—a safe place where you can breathe. I know what Alessandro has done to you… and I can’t stand the thought of you hurting anymore. This will also be a way for you to get your mind off him and be independent." Before she could respond further, the conversation was abruptly interrupted by the sound of heavy knocks on the d
CHAPTER 89Amelia was just beginning to settle into the quiet tension of Luca's house when the doorbell rang unexpectedly. Her heart leaped into her throat, and she hesitated for a brief moment before making her way to the door. Every nerve in her body was on edge—this wasn't part of the plan.When she opened the door, the last person she expected to see stood there with a bright, worried smile plastered across her face."Mia?" Amelia breathed, her voice barely above a whisper."Surprise!" Mia’s voice was cheerful, but her eyes quickly darkened with concern as she took in Amelia’s dishevelled appearance. Without waiting for an invitation, Mia stepped inside and enveloped Amelia in a tight hug. "I heard what happened. I couldn’t just sit around and do nothing."Amelia stiffened in her friend's arms, forcing herself to keep up the charade. "You didn’t have to come all the way here," she said with a shaky laugh. "I’m... managing."Mia pulled back just enough to search Amelia’s face, her
CHAPTER 88Amelia’s heart was still racing from the scene she had just witnessed. The stranger’s sudden visit had clearly rattled Luca, and no amount of his casual charm could hide the tension in his eyes. As he returned from the doorstep, shutting the door a little too quickly, Amelia decided to press gently. "Luca?" Her voice was soft, concerned, almost hesitant.He looked up, wearing that easy smile she had seen so many times before. "Yeah?"She took a careful step closer. "Is everything okay? You look tensed. Who was that person?"His jaw tightened, just for a second, but it was enough for her to notice. "Just some business. Nothing for you to worry about."The way he dismissed her question so casually made her stomach twist. "Business? At this hour? That's strange. Are you sure you're alright, Luca? One thing you can never do is to perfectly hide from me. You seemed… tense." She repeated. Luca chuckled, brushing past her like the conversation didn’t matter. "I am alright. T
CHAPTER 87Amelia's heart slammed against her ribs. No… not already.She froze mid-step, the weight of the accusation dragging her breath short. This couldn’t be happening. Not yet. She hadn’t even made it through a full day with Luca. Had she found her out?Her palms grew slick with sweat, and her eyes darted around for any way to spin this, any lie that could salvage the situation.But then… silence.Her eyes cautiously shifted toward the source of the voice, her pulse thudding against her throat. But lucky her!Luca wasn’t even looking at her. His back was turned, phone pressed against his ear. He was talking to someone else.The breath she didn’t realize she was holding slipped out in a quiet exhale. God, get a grip, Amelia.Her overactive imagination was going to ruin her before the mission even began.Swallowing the lump in her throat, she composed herself and crossed the room, careful not to draw attention to her sudden relief. Luca ended the call and turned to face her with a
CHAPTER 86THIRD PERSON'S POV Amelia stood outside Luca’s penthouse, her suitcase resting heavily beside her. Her shoulders slumped under the weight of exhaustion—physical, emotional, and psychological. The plan was set in motion, but it didn’t make the act of deceiving Luca any easier. "God help me." She muttered and wiped at her cheeks, smudging tears that weren’t entirely fake and took a deep breath before ringing the doorbell.Luca opened the door within seconds, his sharp features softening at the sight of her. His brows furrowed as his gaze scanned her messy hair, the dark circles beneath her eyes, and her trembling lips. "Amelia?” His voice was low, almost disbelieving. “What are you doing here? What happened? Why are you like this?" Without giving him the chance to hesitate, she threw herself into his arms. Her body shook with carefully crafted sobs. “You were right, Luca,” she whispered, her voice cracking. “Everything you said about Alessandro… it’s true.”Luca’s
CHAPTER 85.AMELIA'S POV “No.” I shook my head, my voice firm. “Absolutely not.” “Amelia—” “Are you insane?” I cut him off, standing up. “You want me to go back to him? Are you even listening to yourself right now, Alessandro? You could have just said that you wanted to get engaged to Isabelle instead of telling me to do such a thing.” "Amelia..." He tried to hold my hand but I decided to step back as I continued my words of anger towards him. "What do you even mean by I have to go back to Luca? As what? I wasn't even dating him, so in which manner am I going back to him? Make it make sense! We are nothing but friends, which I have managed to keep that way, so what the hell are you even saying?" "Amelia!" He half yelled and my eyes widened. But then his voice turned soft afterward, "Can you please listen to me without jumping to conclusions? You could have just easily asked me why I said that instead of responding this way."Okay, he was right about that. I clear
CHAPTER 84AMELIA'S POVI smiled as I watched my sister on the screen, her voice filling my quiet room with an energy I had missed. “…and then, Amelia, you won’t believe it! My professor actually said my paper was the best in class. Can you imagine? Me? The best in class?!”I chuckled, shaking my head. “Of course, I can imagine it. You’ve always been smart, Val.”She beamed. “Come on, don't call me that. It makes me feel shy."I shook my head, enjoying the teasing. "I can call you by any name that I want, darling. Momma gave you that name in her journal." "Blessed be the day you came across the name. I even thought you'd forgotten about it." "I have the sharpest memories, darling." "Of course." She rolled her eyes sarcastically while I sighed. "Anyway, it feels so good to hear it from someone else. I worked my ass off for that paper.” She let out a sigh and leaned back on her bed. The background of her dorm room looked slightly messy, with clothes tossed on t
CHAPTER 83Isabelle’s heels clicked against the polished marble floors of her family’s grand estate as she walked in, her fury barely contained. She had stormed out of the restaurant, furious at Alessandro for daring to think he could dictate the terms of their engagement.Although she had expected that he would play this kind of game with her considering the research she had done regarding who this Amelia girl was. However, hearing it from him today only infuriated her the more. She wasn't in love with Alessandro before. When he had come to her father's place to seek help years ago, she had only seen him as a young boy who wouldn't last long in this field. But then, all of a sudden, her father made a condition that he was going to marry her after getting engaged. Isabelle, thinking it was all a joke that wouldn't even come to pass, assured Alessandro that she was going to cut off the engagement later as her father wouldn't be able to go ahead and do anything else to her if she was
CHAPTER 82. Alessandro sat at the reserved table in an exclusive, dimly lit restaurant, his fingers tapping rhythmically against the polished wood. The weight of the situation pressed down on him, but he had already made up his mind. This had to end. Isabelle had to let him go. He would be careful with his words, but he wouldn’t back down.When the restaurant door swung open, Alessandro immediately recognized Isabelle’s presence before even seeing her. She had an aura of control, of dominance. She walked in like she owned the place, her designer heels clicking sharply against the floor. Dressed in a fitted red dress that hugged her body in all the right places, she smirked as she spotted him. “Alessandro,” she greeted, her voice dripping with fake sweetness as she took a seat across from him. “I was almost worried you wouldn’t show.”Alessandro didn’t respond to the teasing in her tone. Instead, he cut straight to the point. “We need to end this engagement, Isabelle.”Her smirk fa