CHAPTER 30

Charles POV:

I paced my fancy penthouse, my mind racing.

The plan my ally had come up with was bold, risky – a gamble that could either win Agatha over completely or blow up in my face.

I stopped at the giant windows, looking out at the city lights.

In the distance, I could see the De Rossi mansion, a constant reminder of the woman who had captured my attention.

Agatha.

Just thinking her name sent a thrill through me.

From the moment I met her, there was a spark, a connection that went beyond my rivalry with Nathan.

I was captivated by her intelligence, her confidence, her strength.

She demanded respect, refusing to be controlled by any man.

And that’s what drew me to her.

But now, thinking about the plan, I felt a twinge of guilt.

Using Agatha's vulnerabilities against her felt wrong.

This wasn’t just about winning her over anymore.

This was a power play, a game of control.

I ran my hand through my hair, sighing in frustration.

Had I become so ambitious, so obsessed with Aga