All Chapters of Revenge Business: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Thomas stood there, laughing carelessly, completely unaware of the tension that had built up in my life over the past 24 hours. My heart raced, and a wave of anxiety washed over me. He shouldn't be here. What was Thomas doing at Masato's apartment door? And who was that woman next to him?It couldn't be. This was too much of a coincidence. I remembered that this wasn't the first time Thomas had randomly shown up at the same building where Masato lived, but now he was in the same hallway!I took a step back, trying to think of how to get out of this situation without raising any suspicions. But before I could do anything, Thomas looked up, and his eyes met mine.The billionaire's smile quickly faded. The woman talking to him noticed the change in his expression and turned around, staring at me. To my surprise, she was the same woman who had been with him that night, many evenings ago.Damn. This was bad, really bad.Still with suspicion lingering in his gaze, but masking it with his us

When we arrived at Thomas' mansion, everything seemed too calm. The cold morning was still in its early hours, and the few sounds in the house indicated that only a few of the servants were already up.He guided me with a firm hand on my back to his private library, a large and luxurious room filled with leather-bound books, the smell of old paper and polished wood mixing with the dense air.He closed the door behind us with a soft click, and I felt the weight of isolation. It was as if the world outside disappeared, and now everything that mattered was what Thomas was about to tell me.The man walked over to the mahogany desk in the center of the room and leaned on it, crossing his arms as he stared at me. His gaze was a mix of determination and something else… something I couldn't define."Before anything," he began, "I just want you to know that I need you to trust me. Everything I’m going to tell you is true. And you can verify it yourself, if you want."I said nothing, only sitti

The kiss caught me by surprise. I froze, unable to react immediately. All that ran through my mind was a whirlwind of doubts, confusion, and conflicting emotions. Thomas's touch, his words, and the weight of the situation left me dizzy. But the truth was, my mind wasn’t on him.I gently pulled away, breaking the kiss with a soft touch on his chest. His eyes, still gleaming with a mix of pain and hope, met mine. I couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt at seeing his vulnerability, but I couldn’t continue with this."Thomas, I... I can’t," I whispered, trying to find the right words. "This is all too much. I understand how much you’re hurting, how much Chayenne meant to you, but getting involved in this... I don’t know."Still breathless from the kiss, he kept staring at me. His hands remained on my face, softly caressing me. It felt good, really good, but despair had settled deep in my heart.“I don’t want what happened to her to happen to you,” he confessed in such a low voice that I

“So now you’re living with this man?”Intrigued, Carmelia took a sip of her pitanga juice. We were at a popular juice bar in the city, talking about how things were going in our lives. Discreetly, two of Masato’s guards stood watch.“Yes,” I replied simply, sipping my pistachio juice.“What kind of work are you doing for this guy? It sounds more like you sold your soul to the devil.”The idea made me laugh, though I could easily attribute Masato’s lofty, possessive, and powerful figure to something demonic. I had even signed a contract full of rather questionable clauses.“It’s a good job, and very well-paid. Plus, I have 24-hour protection. It’s an excellent deal.”I hadn’t had the courage to tell my sister about the Blue Hawks' threat, but I knew they might come after her to try to blackmail me. Masato had obviously given orders to his men to keep an eye on her too, but discreetly so as not to raise suspicion. Carmelia would definitely freak out over it all—and rightfully so.Carmel

The car that had dropped me off at the library had disappeared.Standing on the sidewalk at the library’s main entrance, I frowned. Had Masato instructed the driver to leave me here alone? Very unlikely. I looked around to make sure the man hadn’t parked somewhere else.Frustrated, I pulled out my phone to text Masato, but another vehicle approached. It looked a lot like the black sedan, but I didn’t recognize the license plate. The car stopped right next to me. I took a step back.The window rolled down. Two Asian men were inside, dressed in expensive suits with unfriendly expressions."Get in," ordered the younger one, who looked a lot like Masato. The other, the driver, just kept staring at the road.I swallowed hard. Could these be the Blue Falcons? Had they finally come to kidnap me?Sensing my hesitation and obvious fear, the young man glanced around and, while looking at the street ahead, discreetly lifted the fabric of his sleeve. A small but unmistakable tattoo was inked on h