All Chapters of A game of Destiny: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Max was left alone in the apartment, feeling a mix of relief and frustration. He had managed to make Irina leave, at least for now, but the situation was far from resolved. Their relationship was crumbling, and Max knew that it was time to face the truth.He walked through the empty rooms, each one a reminder of their shattered dreams. The apartment that was meant to be their temporary getaway now symbolized the disintegration of their future together. Max couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness for the life they had once imagined—a home with a garden, a grill area, a pool, a spacious kitchen, an entertainment room, and a view of a lake, with plenty of rooms for their future children. A place where family could thrive.It was one of their dreams as a married couple, although Irina had always preferred a penthouse in a famous and expensive building with a view of the Statue of Liberty. Max had been confident that he could convince her to embrace a quieter life outside the bustling cit

In Emma Spencer's apartment in bustling New York City, the two lovers surrendered themselves passionately to each other. Every shared breath, every touch of their bodies, created an addictive connection. Together, they explored an intimate dance where they found the perfect friction, leading them to new and rewarding moments of ecstasy. In that instant, their bodies united in a shared climax, feeling their hearts beat in unison. Exhausted yet fulfilled, lying naked next to each other, their ragged breaths and sweat-drenched bodies testified to the intensity of their passion.—"That was..." Max could barely speak. "The best of the best," Emma echoed, struggling to draw air into her lungs. Her skin was tingling all over, and she closed her eyes, savoring the post-orgasmic sensation that rarely came to her."I confess, that was incredible," she smiled with her eyes still closed, feeling the movement of the bed. She opened her eyes and imagined that the German man would change and leave.

Jamie widened his eyes when he heard the elegantly dressed man say he was his boss. "What kind of joke is this?" he wondered. He knew that after the merger, there would only be one boss, but he thought it would be Mr. Müller as always, not someone so imposing, tall like a major league wrestler, but dressed in designer suits."My boss?" he stammered. If only he had arrived on time for the meeting, he would know who this man really was."Yes, so I ask for more respect towards the lady," the man replied, his tone firm, emphasizing the need for respect towards Jamie."Are you really the boss?" Jamie couldn't believe it. Max approached and briefly showed him the ID card he had inside his jacket."I didn't know Mr. Müller had a son, only a daughter and..." Jamie stopped his words. "Please, on this occasion, let it pass. I promise it won't happen again. I let my frustration get the best of me," Jamie said with concern. He couldn't afford to lose his job now, especially after calling off his

Max fired the locksmith who had changed the lock on his apartment door. He didn't want any more surprises from Irina while he was away. He didn't want her to find anything suspicious and ruin his revenge. He loosened his tie and walked to his bedroom closet, opened one of the drawers, and carefully rolled up and tucked the tie into a small empty cubicle. He had perfectly arranged several ties by color, and a smile appeared on his lips as he remembered what he had seen in that suite closet in Hawaii. Emma had something similar with him, and that had surprised him because with Irina, everything was chaos—she was messy and undisciplined.Max's phone rang once he stepped out of the shower, and when he realized who it was, he pursed his lips. He sat on the edge of the bed and returned the call. On the second ring, the other person answered."Do you remember that you have a fiancée?" Irina's voice came through the line."I'm sorry, it's been a busy day.," Max replied, letting himself fall b

Max was looking at the latest photos the private investigator had delivered a couple of minutes ago. There were many pictures of Irina and Horacio, and he discovered that Irina was constantly going to a house on the outskirts of the city. Mr. Jones informed him that it was Horacio's family vacation home. He threw the photos onto the surface of his desk and then sighed, letting himself fall back against the chair's backrest."So, that house is where they have their encounters," he confirmed something very obvious. Mr. Jones nodded."I've discreetly spoken to the staff and gathered some information," the investigator paused. "Apparently, they don't leave the room. They say Horacio dismisses them once his fiancée arrives, but occasionally, kitchen staff have been asked to deliver food to the room. One of the maids saw his fiancée naked in the room, and another person saw them having sex in the pool, which resulted in immediate termination."Max's stomach churned. Imagining all that bothe