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My Cheating Boyfriend Dumped Me, I Stole His Dad's Heart CHAPTER 012: The Private Investigator
Caspian's POVIt’s Sunday, eight days since I met the red-haired angel, and I think I’m slowly losing my mind. I see her in my dreams. I see her when I’m wide awake. Desiree Blackwood. Her name is stuck in my head. I remember everything about her—her sharp eyes, her fiery hair, and the way she smelled. I see her in the faces of people I pass, hear her voice in the quiet moments, and feel her touch when I’m alone.It’s not just a crush; it’s a need. Eight days have felt like forever, and I can’t stop thinking about her. I can’t focus on my work. Every time I try to think about something else, her image pops up in my mind.Why do I feel this way about her? Is it because she’s a challenge, or because of the fire in her eyes? I don’t know. All I know is that I’m hooked, and there’s no way to stop it.Beep, beep… beep, beep… beep, beep…I pick up the phone. “Yes?”“Boss,” my private investigator says, “I have the information you need.”“Which of them?”“Desiree Blackwood.”Just hearing
Last Updated : 2024-08-12My Cheating Boyfriend Dumped Me, I Stole His Dad's Heart CHAPTER 013: She's A Good Girl
The connection seems to take forever, each second stretching out as I wait for the call to go through. Finally, Bruno’s familiar voice answers, smooth and composed. “Mr. Hart, what a pleasant surprise.” “I need to talk to you about a guest you had at the Luminary Gala,” I say, going straight to the point. Bruno’s tone shifts, becoming more serious. “Of course, Mr. Hart. Which guest are you referring to?” “Her name is Desiree Blackwood. She was wearing a green Chanel dress, long and wavy red hair, expensive jewelry—” “I know who Desiree is, Mr. Hart. There's no need for the descriptions.” “Perfect.” “What has she done? Stolen something? Maybe the fine china?” he jokes. I’m no longer in the mood for his jokes. But his words hit home. That’s exactly what she did. She stole something. It may not be the cups and plates, as Bruno said, but she’s still a thief, nonetheless. Because she stole me; she stole my attention. I can forgive many things, but not this, not theft. No one
Last Updated : 2024-08-13My Cheating Boyfriend Dumped Me, I Stole His Dad's Heart CHAPTER 014: The Annoying Dinner:
This is the eleventh time Mabel has flipped her hair. I’ve been counting.She’d say something ordinary like, “Pass me the salt shaker, Mikey,” and flip her hair. “What time is it, Mr. Hart?” Another hair flip. “This food is so nice. What is it, Italian?” And yet another hair flip.I don’t know why, but that simple act annoys me greatly. Why not just tie up the damn hair? We’re eating, for goodness’ sake. But I hold my tongue. This is Mike’s fiancée, after all. I have to be civil. I don’t want to end up like one of those parents whose children never come home for the holidays. And maybe I’m a little bit—just a tiny bit—biased against her because of Desiree. I need to be open-minded. She might turn out to be a great person, and I don’t want to ruin our future daughter-in-law and father-in-law relationship by hating unnecessarily.“I have to say this, Mr. Hart,” Mabel says, flipping her hair for the twelfth time, “your house is beautiful. So grand. The furniture. I can’t even…”“Thank yo
Last Updated : 2024-08-13My Cheating Boyfriend Dumped Me, I Stole His Dad's Heart CHAPTER 015: A New Plan
Mabel turns to Mike, her eyes blazing. “Are you going to stand there and watch your dad talk to me like that?”“Eight,” I count. “Nine.”Mike walks over to Mabel, placing a gentle hand on her arm. “Babe, I think it’s better you just listen to him. I’ll be out very soon.” He begins to guide her out of the room.“Are you fucking serious?” she snaps, pulling her arm away. “I’m not leaving. Who the hell does he think he is?”The owner of the house, I think to myself. But I don’t say that aloud because it would interrupt my counting.“Ten,” I finish. I watch as Mike finally manages to usher Mabel out of the room, her hair flipping one last time as they disappear around the corner.I sit back down at the dining table, waiting. He’s probably there right now, his hands gently cupping her face, looking into her eyes, trying to calm her down. It’s what I’d do too—what I did when Mike was younger. He was such a sweet little kid. Stubborn, yes. Reckless, of course. But he’d been sweet. Besides, I
Last Updated : 2024-08-14My Cheating Boyfriend Dumped Me, I Stole His Dad's Heart CHAPTER 016: Rose's Bane
“Thank you for calling Rose’s Bane, your home of guaranteed satisfaction. You’re speaking to Mwahlicious J. How may I assist you today?”Well, no one can fault Rose’s Bane for their customer service skills. It’s top-notch. I can feel myself relaxing already.“Hi, Mwahlicious J. I’m calling to book an appointment,” I say.“Absolutely, I’d be delighted to help you with that,” she responds. I can hear her clicking away at her keyboard. “Can I have your name, please?”“Caspian,” I say.“Surname, please.”No fucking way. “Is that necessary?” I ask.There’s a pause, and I can almost hear the gears turning in her head. “For our records, yes, but we can assure you of complete discretion, Mr. Caspian.”The last thing I’d want is for the media to get wind of this. My name would be splashed all over the headlines. ‘Caspian Hart, the reclusive billionaire who favors strip clubs.’ It would be a PR nightmare. I can’t even imagine the amount of calls I’d get. The rehearsals for a backup story. The p
Last Updated : 2024-08-14My Cheating Boyfriend Dumped Me, I Stole His Dad's Heart CHAPTER 017: The Heat At Rose's Bane
It’s Friday, and I’m on my way to Rose’s Bane.Despite my security detail insisting they accompany me, I refused. I don’t want to draw unnecessary attention to myself. It’s risky, I know, but I have this feeling that people wouldn’t really recognize me without my usual entourage. To further conceal my identity, I’m wearing a baseball cap. I considered adding a fake mustache, but that seemed excessive, even for me.True to her word, Mwahlicious J had sent everything to my email: the appointment date, time, venue, NDA, and coordinates to the secret entrance at Rose’s Bane, which I’m currently driving into.“May we have your ID card, sir?” someone says at the gate, stepping out of the shadows.I hand the plastic card to him. He examines it briefly, then nods and returns it to me.“Welcome, Mr. Hart,” he says, pressing a button to open the gate. “Enjoy your evening.”I drive through, following the discreet signs that lead to the VIP parking area. Once I park, I take a moment to collect my
Last Updated : 2024-08-15My Cheating Boyfriend Dumped Me, I Stole His Dad's Heart CHAPTER 018: More Heat At Rose's Bane
I remember thinking Desiree's hair is beautiful when dry—wild, curly, and full of life. But now, with her hair wet and clinging to her face, it looks even more mesmerizing. It’s as if the wet strands are accentuating her features, creating a look so stunning I can hardly find the right words to describe it.The music ends.“Alexa, now play ‘Streets’ by Doja Cat,” Desiree says.As the soft music pours out of the speakers, Desiree takes off her clothes. The more she strips, the closer she walks to where I’m sitting. Each item is tossed carelessly to the ground—first her gown, then her necklace, followed by her earrings. Her shoes drop with a soft thud, and soon after, her bra and panties join the pile. With each step closer, the air between us thickens. Her movements are growing more intimate, more daring.Finally, she’s standing right in front of me, completely naked.I think I’ve forgotten how to breathe.“Can I cuff you?” she asks.I blink, confused. “Cuff me? As in handcuffs?”“Yes
Last Updated : 2024-08-15My Cheating Boyfriend Dumped Me, I Stole His Dad's Heart CHAPTER 019: The One Who Flew Too Close To The Sun
Desiree's POV I think my ears are faulty. Did I just hear Caspian Hart—the CEO of CypherEdge Dynamics—ask me to marry him? “What?” I say, still in disbelief. My heart races, and I can hardly process the words that just left his lips. “Marry me,” he repeats. There’s an intensity in his eyes that tells me he’s completely serious. “But… why?” I stammer. “I know this isn’t how you imagined your first marriage proposal, but I’m dead serious, Desiree. I want to marry you.” I don’t know what to say. We’re still face to face with each other, and his lips—now swollen from kisses—are a few inches away from mine. I remember how they tasted, like coffee. They were so soft and properly moisturized, unlike the typical texture of men’s lips. If I want to think clearly, I have to put enough distance between myself and Caspian. Right now, he’s very distracting. “Caspian,” I say. I'm at a loss for words. What can I even say? I admit that a marriage proposal is not usually the first thing
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My Cheating Boyfriend Dumped Me, I Stole His Dad's Heart CHAPTER 183: Epilogue 2
I nod, my throat tight. “You better be.” The doors to the delivery room swing open, and suddenly, I’m surrounded by bright lights, the sterile smell of antiseptic, and the calm, authoritative voices of nurses. My mind is racing. My body, however, is focused on one thing: the relentless, excruciating contractions that feel like my insides are being wrung out like a soaked towel. “Breathe, Desiree. You’ve got this,” a nurse says, guiding me onto the bed. Caspian bursts through the door moments later, his hair disheveled, his suit jacket gone, and his sleeves rolled up. He looks like a man ready for battle. And, honestly, that’s what this feels like. “I’m here,” he says, taking my hand again. His grip is warm, solid, a lifeline in this sea of chaos. I glare at him through the pain. “You did this to me.” He leans down, brushing a kiss against my sweaty forehead. “I know, baby. And you’re doing amazing.” “Amazing? I feel like I’m being ripped in half!” I shout, my voice cracking wit
My Cheating Boyfriend Dumped Me, I Stole His Dad's Heart CHAPTER 182: Epilogue 1
~~Months later~~ My best friend, Jessica, decided to organise a baby shower for me. She rented a penthouse. I know Caspian's involved in this. Who else is paying for the penthouse? The penthouse is everything Jessica promised and more—sleek marble floors, floor-to-ceiling windows with a panoramic view of the city, and enough floral arrangements to make a florist weep. There’s an extravagant dessert table with a towering cake. And, of course, the unmistakable Caspian touch—a champagne fountain. I take it all in, my eyes narrowing suspiciously as I glance at Jessica, who’s currently trying to pass off the event as “modest.” Modest my ass. “You’re sure this wasn’t Caspian’s idea?” Jessica flashes her most innocent smile, which is about as believable as a politician’s promise. “I mean, he may have helped. But you deserve this! Come on, Dee, when was the last time we celebrated you?” I snort, adjusting the sash draped across my belly that reads Mom-to-Be. “You mean besides the
My Cheating Boyfriend Dumped Me, I Stole His Dad's Heart CHAPTER 181: We'll Be Fine
Desiree's POVWe're at a press conference.Cameras flash like lights at a club, and the buzz of reporters fills the air like a swarm of relentless bees. I hate it. Every second of it. But I stand tall, my hand resting in Caspian’s, my knuckles white from the grip. He doesn’t seem fazed—his jaw set, his eyes gleaming. He’s in his element.Me? I’m a bundle of nerves hiding behind a tailored dress and a painted-on smile.The tension in the room is obvious. Every gaze is pinned on us, every microphone is pointed in our direction. There’s no escaping it.Caspian steps forward, adjusting the microphone. His presence is magnetic. Commanding. He could announce the end of the world, and people would believe it was for their own good.He clears his throat, and the room falls silent.“For weeks now, CypherEdge Dynamics has been under siege,” he begins. “An individual named Mabel Blackwood infiltrated our company. She blackmailed board members, manipulated shareholders, and attempted to undermine
My Cheating Boyfriend Dumped Me, I Stole His Dad's Heart CHAPTER 180: The Exchange
“Mr. Hart,” Aaron’s voice oozes through the line, smug and infuriating. “I trust you’ve been thinking about my offer.”“More like thinking about how to kill you,” I mutter under my breath, then louder: “I’ve considered it. But I need proof Desiree is alive. Now.”A pause. Then, Desiree’s voice, faint but there. “Caspian, please…”It takes everything in me not to lose it. “I’m here, Desiree. Hold on.”Aaron returns. “Satisfied?”“Barely,” I say. “You’ll get what you want. But not a second before I see her safe.”“Fine,” Aaron agrees. “Bring the drives to the location we’ll send you. Alone. And no tricks, Hart. Or she dies.”The line goes dead.Antonio is already moving, giving quick commands into his headset. “They’ll never see us coming,” he promises.I grip the phone. “They’d better not.”Because if they do, I’ll burn the entire city down before I let them take her away from me.---I park a block away from the designated warehouse, my pulse thudding in my ears. I sit there for a mom
My Cheating Boyfriend Dumped Me, I Stole His Dad's Heart CHAPTER 179: A Distraction
The tone sends a chill down my spine. Calm, too calm, like this is a business deal and not—“Where is she?” I say. “If you’ve touched her—”“Tsk, tsk,” the man interrupts, almost amused. “Let’s not start with threats. You’re not in a position to make them.”I grip the phone tighter, my knuckles white. “You have no idea who you’re dealing with.”“Don’t I? Your reputation precedes you, Mr. Hart. Ruthless. Powerful. But none of that matters here.”My free hand balls into a fist at my side. “What do you want?”Finally, he gets to the point. “You’re going to deliver something to me. Two things, actually. First, the drives you took from Mabel’s mother’s house.”My mind races. How does he know about those?“And second,” he continues, “your shares in the company. Sign them over. All of them.”I laugh, sharp and humorless. “You think I’ll just hand those over? Do you know what they’re worth?”“Oh, I know exactly what they’re worth.” His voice drops. “I also know what she’s worth to you.”The a
My Cheating Boyfriend Dumped Me, I Stole His Dad's Heart CHAPTER 178: Whoever Took Her
Caspian's POVIt’s been over two hours since Desiree disappeared, and the hospital has called the police against my wishes.I’m pacing the waiting room like a caged animal, the fluorescent lights buzzing overhead doing nothing to quell the pounding in my skull. Every passing second feels like an eternity, a loud and unrelenting reminder that she’s not here, that I don’t know where she is, that I failed to protect her.“Mr. Hart,” one of the officers starts, her voice too calm, too measured, like she’s asking about a lost cat. “Let’s go over this again. You’re sure your wife didn’t… leave voluntarily?”My fist clenches so hard my knuckles crack. I whip around, staring at her like she’s grown a second head.“Voluntarily?” The word leaves my mouth dripping with venom. “You think she just decided to disappear in the middle of a goddamn ultrasound?”The other officer, a man with a face so nondescript I could forget it in seconds, clears his throat. “We’re just trying to establish all possi
My Cheating Boyfriend Dumped Me, I Stole His Dad's Heart CHAPTER 177: Walking Out Alive
Desiree’s POVI wake up feeling like my head has been split in two.Pain radiates from the back of my skull, throbbing with every heartbeat. My mouth feels like I’ve swallowed sand, and the metallic tang of blood lingers on my tongue. I try to move, but my arms won’t budge. Cold metal digs into my wrists, and the sharp edge of panic slices through the fog clouding my mind.“Welcome back.”The voice is smooth, almost polite, but it sends a chill racing down my spine. I force my eyes open, blinking against the dim light until the blurry figure in front of me sharpens into focus.Aaron.He leans casually against a table, his arms crossed, a smug grin stretched across his face. He looks like a villain from one of those old spy movies—too polished, too composed, too damn pleased with himself.“What the hell,” I croak, my voice raspy. “What is this, amateur hour? I thought kidnappers were supposed to wear masks.”He chuckles, slow and deliberate, like he’s savoring my sarcasm. “You’re in go
My Cheating Boyfriend Dumped Me, I Stole His Dad's Heart CHAPTER 176: Time Is Running Out
Caspian's POVDesiree has been gone for too long.I glance at the clock on the wall, tapping my fingers on the armrest of the chair in rhythm with my heartbeat, which is getting louder and faster with every passing second. Maybe I’m being paranoid. Maybe this is one of those “pregnancy bladder” situations everyone warned me about. But how long does it take a pregnant woman to pee? Five minutes? Ten? I’ve lost track of time, but it feels like hours.I shift in my chair, trying to shake off the gnawing sense of unease creeping up my spine. The ultrasound pictures are still in my hand, slightly crumpled from where my grip has tightened.“She’s fine,” I mutter to myself. “She’s fine.”But the words don’t stick.Standing abruptly, I glance toward the hallway leading to the bathroom. The corridor feels longer than I remember, its sterile walls closing in like they’re mocking me. Every instinct in me screams that something isn’t right.Dr. William steps out of an adjacent room, looking surpr
My Cheating Boyfriend Dumped Me, I Stole His Dad's Heart CHAPTER 175: Bathroom Blackout
Dr. William turns to us, his smile widening. “It’s a girl.”For a moment, the world stops. A girl. We’re having a daughter.“A girl,” I repeat, the words tasting foreign and magical on my tongue. Tears spill over before I can stop them, and I press a hand to my mouth, overcome with emotion.Caspian is silent beside me, his gaze fixed on the monitor. When he finally speaks, his voice is rough, as if he’s struggling to keep his own emotions in check. “A girl,” he echoes. Then, with a soft laugh, he adds, “God help her if she inherits your stubbornness.”“Excuse me?” I glare at him, though the tears streaming down my face probably ruin the effect. “She’s going to be the perfect combination of both of us, thank you very much.”“Let’s hope she leans more toward your good looks than my temper.”“Let’s hope she doesn’t inherit your ego,” I shoot back, though my voice is choked with laughter.Dr. William chuckles, stepping back to give us a moment. “I’ll print out some pictures for you two. T
