All Chapters of HIS TO CONQUER : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

The repeated click clack of my pen, in and out as I kept pressing the ball at the end of it was the only sound in the office after Alexander had left. He had suddenly breezed out after dropping a bomb on me, leaving me only with a promise of coming over later to have dinner. My mind was currently a total mess and I desperately needed to regain some atom of control over my messed up emotions, to anchor myself a bit. And right now, that meant dealing with Peter. I had already called for him, so he should be here any moment from now. There was a sharp knock on the door, it was Peter’s usual way and I knew he had arrived. He stepped in, his eyes immediately scanning my face, he could definitely sense that I wasn’t okay. He could always seem to sense my emotions. I saw the flash of worry in his eyes as he stared at me. “Why did Mr Alexander leave so soon? I thought you two were going to spend more time together? I had even cleared up your schedule for you.” Peter asked, his voice filled

That night, Alexander came over for dinner like he had promised. I was still mad at Gavin and wasn’t willing to talk to him now, so I blocked his number. Well .. only for tonight. I’ll unblock it by tomorrow morning.The roasted duck the chef had prepared laid on the platter like a culinary masterpiece. All of his favourite dishes like I had instructed them to prepare were all spread out on the dining table for him to eat as much as he wanted.“You really want to feed me till I can’t walk, right Baby Gan?” he chuckled as he sat down. “I’ll feed you till you explode,” I grinned. “And please, don’t call me baby Gan you psycho.” I made a fist. He simply laughed it off. “Okay I won’t call you that again...baby Gan.” He said as he burst out laughing. Gosh this asshole. He’s just messing with me now. Alexander's fork stabbed his perfectly cut out duck thighs and he savoured it like it was his last meal on earth. "The chef in your household has truly outdone themselves," he declared evid

"These are actually Gavin's... they should fit you." I said stupidly without reasoning, but as soon as my words got to my own ears I knew I had definitely fucked up. I saw the flicker of confusion which changed into a hard, angry stare in Alexander's eyes as his jaw stiffened. He moved his attention back to the shirt, the fabric bunching in his fist, and stared at them like they were contaminated with some sort of infection that could kill a whole nation. Then, his eyes snapped back to mine, a dark, accusing fire in them. "You gave me Gavin's clothes?" he asked, his voice terribly reduced like the undercurrent of a wave, waiting to pick up that fast current and wash you away.I didn’t say anything. I just stood there, cussing myself for my own stupidity. I should know things I should say and things I shouldn’t say at this point. But I keep slipping up.When he didn’t get a reply but the look on my face confirmed it, he sneered, and with a fling, he threw the clothes to the floor. Th

“I thought so.” I looked away too, as I let my mind wander in the compressing silence of the car.Then he spoke up, his voice barely audible. “I’ll return the other shares Logan. But fifty percent stays with me. And this is non negotiable.”My blood spiked. How dare he? I turned, my gaze locking with his. “How much?” I asked, the words clipped and precise. “How much do you want for them?” I asked him outright.He didn’t flinch, as if he was expecting me to say this. “I’m not selling.” His eyes were as hard as rock and unyielding. “And you can’t afford it anyway. You are still rebuilding the company Logan. Remember?” he arched his brow. “Do you really think you can afford to take out such an amount when you are still struggling to put things in order?”The reminder was a big slap. He was right, and damn him too. But I wasn’t about to let him have the upper hand. I had to do something. Anything. And that’s when I had the idea. Was it foolish? Maybe. But I needed it to get me what I want

I swear, my life has become some kind of twisted reality show, and I'm the unwilling star forced to play in it. Where are the cameras? I don’t want to be in this crazy rollercoaster anymore. Now it’s just the four of us, standing here in the parking lot with tension like electricity, like we are about to reenact some cowboy gun standoff, and I'm stuck in the middle, playing the goddamn tumbleweed just tossing about with the wind.Gavin and Alexander stared each other down and they were practically radiating heat, like two suns about to collide. If they do clash, it could burn down the whole earth. I don't even know what the hell they are fighting about. Or maybe I do. It's me, isn't it? Of course it is."Gavin," I finally manage, my voice sounding strained even to my own ears. "What are you doing here?"He snaps his head towards me, the intensity in his eyes making me want to flinch. "Logan I," he says, his voice breathy as his trying to make his tone soft. "I've been doing some thi