All Chapters of Please, Mr Giordano: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Lucien"How am I supposed to eat without clothes on?" Moore’s voice trembled, though she tried to mask it with defiance. It brought a smile to my lips.She was never one to bend easily, no matter how harsh the command. It was a trait I had always found oddly fascinating about her. Even after five years, that fire in her had not completely died. And part of me didn't want it to.But tonight wasn’t the time for games. My eyes darkened, voice firm. "Do as you're told, Moore."She hesitated, her eyes flashing with a mix of fear and resentment. I could almost taste it. Her lips parted as if she wanted to argue further, but no words came. Exhaustion was written all over her face, her posture wilting beneath the weight of everything that had happened today.Her offenses were piling up—her defiance this morning, the fact that she allowed the guy help her at work. I knew Athena had a hand in making her wear those inappropriate clothes, but the fact that Moore had accepted help from anyone in

Moore.The food was delicious, and I tried my best to enjoy it. I hadn’t eaten anything decent since last night, but the man sitting across from me made it impossible to savor the meal. Why he insisted on us eating together baffled me. Last night, I watched him dine with his mistress, and now we were being watched again.Wiping my mouth with the napkin, I moved to clear the dishes, but he raised a finger, and two maids quickly took care of it. I glanced around the room, noticing the endless parade of new faces—there were more staff here than I could count, each staring at me as though I didn’t belong.All I could do was wait, bracing myself for the judgment I knew was coming for my lateness.“Go to your room and wait for me,” he finally said, after making me sit there for a whole thirty minutes. His voice was calm, but the command weighed heavily in the air.I thought he was the type to value time, yet he seemed to enjoy wasting mine. I desperately wished he would just leave me alone.

LUCIEN. “Put your hands on your laps.” I roared anger emitting from me while she quickly did as was instructed.I walked past her into the inner room where everything dreadful to a woman would be.Athena had a choice when I brought her here, but Moore, she comes at my order. “Is… what's this place?” Her trembling voice asked as I walked through the trail to pick up the right cuffs that would keep her in check.I picked the leather cuffs with sharp designed edges and walked swiftly to her side. “You will see.” I replied to her questions before stretching my hands towards her. “Your hand.” “This is a criminal offence, you know? I could sue you for abuse.” “I'll watch you try.” I replied, my patience wearing thin.If only she had someone to tell her that things wouldn't be too hard for her if only she behaves. “I don't give my consent to this. I didn't sign my involvement, you're doing this to me out of my free will.” Whatever thing she thinks she's doing by buying off tim

Jordan.I hadn't been able to concentrate since Mrs. Giodarno, as I should start calling her—walked out of my office the previous day. The encounter replayed in my mind over and over, like a song stuck on repeat. It wasn’t anything particularly significant, just her grabbing a few things. But still, it left a mark.I can't seem to breathe in close proximity with her.I couldn’t explain it, but something about her pulled me in. It was a strange feeling, a magnetic force that I couldn’t shake off, no matter how much I reminded myself that she was married. Married to Lucien Giordano, of all people. That fact should have been enough for me to keep my distance. And yet, here I was—standing in her home, my heart pounding against my chest as if I were some nervous teenager.I took a deep breath, clutching the small purse she had left behind at my office. I’d used it as an excuse to come here. I could have sent someone, though I wasn’t entirely sure why. Maybe I wanted to see her again, mayb

Grey“Mr. Addison, we’ve got another problem.”My PA’s voice trembled slightly, his fingers gripping the tablet in his hands like it held the weight of the world. I glanced up at him, noticing the worried look etched on his face. He looked more anxious than usual, which told me this wasn’t just a minor issue. Something serious was happening, again.“What now, Jerry?” I asked, rubbing my temples.He hesitated, shifting his weight from one foot to the other. "Shareholders are pulling out their shares. Ever since the incident at your ex wife's wedding... things have gotten worse."I felt my stomach twist. The wedding. That damned disaster had not only humiliated me but was now threatening to ruin everything I had worked for."How bad is it?" I asked through clenched teeth.Jerry's eyes flickered nervously, and he cleared his throat. "It’s... drastic. We've lost almost 15% of our shares in the past two days, and the trend isn’t slowing down. If it continues—""I get the picture," I cut hi