Lahat ng Kabanata ng Master Drake's Submissive: Kabanata 41 - Kabanata 50

POV Lisa."Get out of here! " I wake up with a start and stare at the ceiling, thinking back to what happened the night before. I'd be lying if I said I expected a different reaction from him, I may not have expected him to jump on the ceiling when he saw me, but I didn't expect him to reject me like that either. I expected, I'm not sure what I expected to be honest. I just wanted to see him, to be with him and know that he was all right, to see the color of his eyes when he came out of that coma. But nothing went as planned. Shouting that I was born in a sea of bad luck, everything I do or touch always ends badly. I pick up the teddy bear lying next to me and hug it. No, to be exact, it's not my fault, it's the fault of this man who wants to destroy my life because of his obsession with me. I hate him so much, I curse the day these people came into our lives and I curse them for the mess they've made of it. First in my father's, then more and more in mine, now in Drake's. Except I'm

POV Ryan.I walk to the elevator doors, Eleanor looks up at me, no doubt to catch my eye, but I look away. When is she going to understand that here in the office in front of all these people, we have to pretend we don't know each other? I'm getting tired of having to tell her the same thing over and over again. So I ignore her and press the elevator button, Drake's personal elevator. I can feel the eyes of all these idiots on me. They're probably wondering what I'm doing, but no one dares to speak to me openly. Good, I might be able to fire one or more people at will, after all, I'm the new boss, right? The doors open and I step inside, leaning against the wall and putting my bag on the floor. A private elevator, no less. I smile sarcastically, I've managed to get control of the company, for a while, while the unshakeable Drake Lancaster recovers from his paralysis due to an emotion he couldn't digest. What did the doctor call it again? A fucking trauma, no less! Paralyzed because of

POV Drake. I look at the empty chair in front of me, I still don't understand what I'm doing here. Everything that's happening right now is just unbelievable! What the hell am I doing here? What the hell is happening to me? Where's the strong, brave, courageous man I've always been? Paralyzed by an emotion I couldn't overcome? What kind of nonsense is this? I'm not like that! I'm not this weak man who needs to see a shrink to get better. There's nothing wrong with me! I'm just fine. I don't need to be here, I don't need to see this guy, I'm fine and that's what I'm going to tell him when he walks into this room. The door opens without me realizing it, and I'm startled when a hand comes to rest on my shoulder. I turn around and meet the gaze of an elderly man wearing glasses and smiling benevolently at me, the first thing that strikes me is that he looks an awful lot like someone I know. "Mr. Lancaster, sorry to have frightened you. " "You didn't frighten me. " He withdraws his han

POV DrakeI watch the clock move, that unbearable noise it keeps making. Tick-tock, tick-tock, like a countdown to death or the sound of a bomb about to explode. Maybe that's it. Because right now, I'm about to explode. But I had no choice, I panicked when Scarlett came home and asked me all these questions about how my therapy with the doctor was going. I came because if I didn't, she was going to be on my case for the rest of my life, and God only knows how insufferable my sister can be when she gets down to it. The movement of the clock is starting to annoy me. But if I turn my head, it'll be even worse, because I'll have to face this doctor who can probe my soul and guess my darkest secrets. I've been sitting there for over an hour, pretending he's not there. But I can feel his gaze on the back of my neck and hear him tapping the table with his pen. I have to admit, though, that I really appreciate the fact that he doesn't force me to talk; it's as if he's trying to put me at ease

POV DrakeAfter the man leaves, I decide to call my friend Lucas, the detective I've hired to investigate Lisa's family. "Drake?" "Hi, Lucas. " "How are you? I heard what happened to you and was a little dreading the moment I had to come and see you. " "I don't feel like talking about that right now, you see. I'd rather talk about something else. ""I'm not sure it's the right time for you to talk about that, you're still sick. ""That bastard just walked out of my house and clearly threatened me. You don't think I'm just going to stand by, do you? ""He threatened you? I seriously think you should be wary of this man, he's dangerous. ""I'm not afraid of him, I'm not afraid of anyone. All I want is for him to leave Lisa's family alone. ""I investigated and traced it back to a notary in town. ""Who is he? ""He's the son of Mr. Simon's notary. It was he who was in charge of all his property, I say was because he's dead and today it's his son who's in charge of the firm. ""So wh