All Chapters of Faking Love, Making War: The CEO’s Dirty Secrets: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Audrey's POVThe chaos receded into the distance. The screaming sirens, the flashing lights, the yelling officers—all of them receded in importance before the one thing that counted. Lucas. His hold on me was possessive, his heat holding me fast as if he was too scared to release me. His heart thrummed against my cheek, confirmation that he was here, alive, intact.I lifted my head, our gazes meeting. His stormy blue eyes held something raw, something beyond relief. It was love. Raw. Unabated. The world could have ended around us, and I would not have noticed. I traced my fingers over his jaw, the rough line of it."We did it," I breathed. Lucas released a breath, his forehead against mine. I smiled, despite everything. "Right back at you."His arms clutched harder, his lips meeting mine. "Never again, Audrey." His voice was like he was making a promise over a sworn oath."Promise?" He did not answer anything. He only kissed me. It wasn't gentle. I wasn't careful. "I love you," he bre

Audrey's POV"We have an even greater problem.” I followed Lucas behind Michael into the penthouse living room, where television was already arranged. A news anchor was reporting, and the words gave me shivers down my spine."Lucas Kent's secret lover, Audrey Willows, is accused of corporate corruption. Top-secret documents suggest she embezzled millions working for Kent Enterprises. The shocking news has us all wondering—did billionaire CEO Lucas know about his mistress's corruption? And did he attempt to cover it up?" I sat back on my heels. They weren't after me alone.They were after Lucas as well. Lucas cursed, running his hand through his hair. "They're trying to turn this into a scandal of such magnitude as to ruin me."Michael agreed. "And succeeded. Stock is plummeting, board members are up in arms, and investors are pulling out. If this continues, the damage might be too vast to repair." My stomach knotted. "All because of me." Lucas's eyes leaped to mine. "No, this is due t

Audrey's POVLucas was behind me, standing. Isabella collapsed dramatically.You stole me, Audrey. My fiancé. My future. My reputation.”Lucas wasn't mine." Her eyes flamed with anger. "Maybe not. But I was his fiancée. And I had an ace up my sleeve.” "The tabloids are already drooling over this scandal. But the headlines will be even sweeter. Because I'm going to ruin you, Audrey.”Her smile curdled. "Oh, sweetie. You'll just find out." And, before Lucas and I could stop her, she whirled around and disappeared down the sidewalk, high heels clicking.I closed the door on her, my heart thudding.Lucas cursed. I turned to him, shaking. "What do we do?"His jaw was clenched. "We fight back."The madness erupted the next day. I hadn't even taken the first sip of the second cup of my coffee before my phone began ringing non-stop. Headlines on the news. Facebook messages. Hate mail.The headlines were awful."Audrey Willows: Billionaire's Secret Child Mama—A Gold Digger's Ultimate Deception

Audrey's POVLucas held my fists tightly in his as we stood before the minister."I, Lucas Kent, take you, Audrey Willows. No regrets, no past, only us—our future. I teared up, but I did not cry.I breathed deeply and swallowed hard, shuddering as I read the words I have to speak:". I, Audrey Willows, take you, Lucas Kent, as my husband. Storm or peace, rain or sunshine, I take you. I will take you always. Lucas's grip tightened around my hands. The minister beamed. My breath stopped.Lucas leaned, his mouth on mine. "Mine," he whispered on my lips as he took the kiss, enveloping us. I trembled. I was his. And he was mine.Lucas hardly closed the door to his penthouse before his hands found me. "Lucas…. "He swept me into his arms, and took me straight into his bedroom. A blur is all: the way he undressed me naked, the way his fingers mapped me like mapping every inch of me into his head. It wasn't a desire. It was love. It was possession.And when he spoke my name, over and over, I kn

Audrey's POVLucas flipped on the TV, and my stomach fell. Michael was on the TV. The snobbish bastard son sat lounging at a chrome desk, speaking to the cameras as if they were his slaves. "It is with deepest regret that I am forced to call to your attention some dismal truths about Lucas Kent. I have unequivocal proof that he has been involved in deceitful business tactics—""That damn lying son of a—" Lucas balled his fists into halves, crunching them. I had barely time to draw breath. Michael was accusing Lucas of doing something he hadn't done. And worse—fakes to support it. The announcer was stone-cold serious. "If true, Lucas Kent would be arrested on a felony.”I held his hand. "We won't let him." But deep within my mind, I knew—it was worse than we would ever have imagined.Michael had begun firing.Lucas lost no time. We were seated in a small, hidden meeting room with Daniel and a group of lawyers for an hour in a deserted room. "This is a premeditated attack," Daniel said,