All Chapters of Beneath The CEOs Control: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

The secret house is far from the bustling city, surrounded by an eerie quietness that sets Kayla on edge. Adrian had been uncharacteristically vague when he brought her here, his jaw tight and his demeanor unchanging. The house is modern but cold, its emptiness echoing her thoughts. She’s doesn't know what to feel. It feels like ---- nothing.Clarissa arrives in the late afternoon, they haven't seen each for months now .They embrace tightly, and for a brief moment, Kayla feels a sense of love and security. They settle in the living room, sipping on coffee as Kayla pours out her frustrations about Adrian and her increasingly dangerous life.“He’s controlling, Clarissa. Not just that he's really annoying too. I'm sure this things have to do with me but somehow I don't even know anything, can you just imagine"Clarissa leans back, a teasing smirk forming on her lips. “Well, at least he’s hot. That makes being a pawn a little more bearable, doesn’t it?”Kayla rolls her eyes but can’t help

Adrian pushed the front door open with enough force to rattle the hinges and make it fall to the ground. His jaw was tight, his eyes dark and stormy and rage filled. Kayla followed closely behind, her arms folded across her chest, her glare a silent dare for him to start the argument she knew was brewing.The silence between them snapped like a taut wire as Adrian turned, his voice cutting through the tension. “What the hell were you thinking, Kayla? Leaving the secret houselike that? Do you have any idea what could’ve happened if I was a minute late? You put your life and that of your friend in danger. Oh, I forgot... She was shot!!!, all because of your disobedience!!!!"Kayla’s eyes widened in disbelief and she scoffed. “What I was thinking? Are you serious right now? You don’t get to lecture me about right or wrong decisions,when clearly you’re the reason my life’s been turned upside down!”His hand raked through his dark hair as he paced about, frustration pouring off him in wave

The front gates of her father’s estate creaked open slowly, revealing a sight that Kayla hadn’t expected to see. The once old looking mansion—its walls chipped and its garden overgrown and dried—now stood immaculate and ever green. The freshly painted exterior gleamed in the sunlight, and the hedges were trimmed to perfection .Her breath got caught in her throat as she stared at the beautiful transformation.Kayla dragged her suitcase along the gravel path, her mind curious.. What was happening? Where had this sudden wealth come from? She couldn’t connect the dots between this polished image with the struggling man who had been drowning in debt the last time she saw him.The front door swung open, and her father appeared, his figure leaner but more energetic and better looking than she remembered. His face broke into a wide grin, and for the first time in years, he looked genuinely.... Happy.“Kayla!” he called, arms wide open.Her heart skipped, as she dropped her suitcase, rushing i

Chapter 18: betrayal of the pastThe silence of Adrian’s mansion can be likened to that of a grave yard but this silence was interrupted by a heavy knock on the door. It was late, and way past visiting hours for him. Uninvited guests always brings trouble.Adrian, seated in his study with a glass of whiskey in hand, frowned at the interruption.His demeanor calm yet cold. He felt greatly irritated by this sudden interruption. A second knock, harder this timeHe set down his glass, rolled his shoulders, and moved toward the door with measured steps. When he pulled the door open, his heart froze.Standing before him, dressed in a sleek black dress that hugged her curves like a second skin, was ......Fiona.The air in the room shifted instantly, heavy with so many emotions.Adrian’s expression darkened, his jaw clenching as he looked at the woman who had once owned his heart—only to shatter it in the most brutal way possible.“Fiona,” he said, voice cold as ice. Quite some nerves you've

Fiona entered into her car and drives away. She so happy that she turned the music up. Confidence dripped from her with her every move. She had won. She had Adrian Lockwood right where she wanted him. And soon, he’d have no choice but to bend to her will and do her biddings.What she didn’t realize was that she was being followed.A car had been following her—silent, precise, always there but never noticed.But Fiona was oblivious.She reached her house, came down and joyfully headed straight for the hallway She reached the heavy steel door at the end of the hallway, punched in a code, and stepped inside the room where Kayla was being held hostage.Kayla's body was weak against the chair, her wrists hurting from the ropes. She was bruised but far from broken. The fire in her eyes burned as hot as ever when she saw Fiona enter.Fiona smirked. "Ah, look at you. A little battered, but still defiant. I admire that. Really, I do."Kayla glared. "Cut the theatrics, Fiona. You’re wasting yo