All Chapters of Please, Mr Giordano: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

LucienI stepped out of my room, my eyes instinctively drifting toward Moore's door at the end of the hall. The silence from behind it was unnerving, and for a fleeting moment, a strange pull gnawed at me—a longing to check on her. To see if she was healing, if she had stopped crying.But I caught myself, jaw tightening. She didn’t deserve my empathy. Whatever pain she was in, it was hers to bear. She deserved every bit of it. Shaking off the thought, I made my way down the hall, my footsteps measured and purposeful.When I reached the grand staircase, I spotted Lillard, Damian, and John waiting for me at the bottom. The moment they saw me, they straightened, their gazes sharp and unwavering.“Sir,” they greeted in unison, bowing their heads slightly.I nodded once, a silent acknowledgment, and signaled for Loretta. She approached quickly, her head bowed in respect.“Is she healing?” I asked, my tone cool and clipped.Loretta straightened slightly. “Yes, sir. The doctor has seen to he

AthenaI was still in shock, my hand held up in midair, stopped just before it could land on Moore's cheek.Lillard's grip was firm, not rough, but tight enough that I could hardly move. My nails curled into my palm, a slow burn of frustration simmering under my skin."Let go of me," I hissed, jerking my arm in an attempt to free myself, but he didn’t budge. His face remained impassive, as if he was just carrying out another mundane task."Miss Faris," Lillard said in that annoyingly calm voice of his, "I apologize, but I can’t let you hit her.""Can't let me?" I echoed, my voice dripping with incredulity as I shot him a venomous glare. "Who the hell do you think you are?" “Those are Mr. Giodarno's orders. No one touches her except him.” He replied.I scoffed. When did Lucien ever made such rule?Moore stood behind him, her lips curving into that insufferable smirk that made my blood boil. She crossed her arms, watching the scene unfold like she was enjoying a private show., though

Lucien “I don't need to further stretch this out. Tanaka will address this, since it was under your watch something destructive as this happened.”The conference room in Bangkok was suffocating with tension, the kind that made men shift uneasily in their seats despite the frigid blast of air conditioning. Twelve days. Twelve relentless days of chaos, and now it was coming to an end. I had come to Thailand believing whatever this is will take nothing less than two days to get over with. The companies associated with the leaks are more than three, something that made my men and I worked tiredlessly on paperwork alongside the Authorities to be able to eventually get a hold on the companies involved. But then, something as that will not happen if people within my company aren't involved. And those are the one getting judged today.The investors sat rigidly in their seats, their eyes flickering between the large screen displaying the final report and the two men standing by the door

MooreThe moment we arrived at the grand hotel, I braced myself, expecting to see Lucien waiting for me. My heart pounded, and I adjusted my top, mentally preparing for whatever confrontation awaited me. But instead of being led to him, I was directed to a lavish suite, too large, too beautiful, and clearly meant for me alone.I exhaled a long, shaky breath, unsure if this solitude was a blessing or a curse.The suite had everything my room back home didn’t. Luxury wrapped in every corner. Yet, despite the elegant furniture and breathtaking view, it oddly reminded me of Lucien’s room. Memories of my brief encounters in his space rushed back. The first time was on our wedding night, when I walked in on him with Athena Fucking. The second, when I saw him stark naked, every inch of him burned into my memory before I could turn away.My face flushed with embarrassment. Gosh, that was beyond humiliating. I remembered how he had stormed into my room moments later, looking like he was ready

Arthur“What a pretty property you own there, Lucien Giordano.” I said, stepping closer to the man of the hour, whose beautiful wife had just left him.It had been a long time since I last laid eyes on Moore in person. Six years, maybe. But tonight, the moment she walked down the podium with Lucien, held like some trophy wife, I nearly laughed.Wasn't she the same woman he had married to uphold his status instead of him? Lucien Giordano never failed to amuse. One moment, he was cruel. The next, impossible to read.Lucien turned to face me, the faint scent of his cologne shifting with his movement. His lips curled into a smirk that made my skin crawl.This was the first time in seven years I was in the same proximity with him.“I buy things worth it with my money, Arthur Lumberton.”He wasn't different from Lucien of seven years ago. The proud, arrogant and full of himself man that had stared deep into my eyes with no warmth and called me a thief.I felt disappointed at the fact he re