Semua Bab Rejected Ex-Wife Returns As A CEO: Bab 121 - Bab 130

Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-One: The Night of Endless PleasureThe penthouse was cloaked in the soft, ambient glow of the city lights filtering through the expansive floor-to-ceiling windows. The sounds of the bustling streets below seemed distant and muted, leaving only the intimacy of their shared space. Aaron stood by the window, his shirt undone, his chiseled body partially illuminated by the moonlight. He looked out at the city for a moment, lost in thought, before his eyes found Sofia. She was standing near the bed, barefoot, her emerald-green dress glimmering in the low light.His gaze locked on hers, and Sofia felt a familiar heat spread through her body. There was something primal in the way he looked at her, like a predator ready to claim his prize. It wasn’t just lust—it was the undeniable pull of two souls entwined by love and desire.Aaron crossed the room slowly, his movements controlled but predatory. Sofia’s pulse quickened as she watched him approach, anticipation

Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Three: Night of Passion and SecretsThe drive back to the penthouse was filled with tension, but this time it wasn’t from danger. It was the kind of tension that burned, sizzling in the air between Aaron and Sofia as they sat close together in the back seat of the luxury car. Sofia’s fingers danced along Aaron’s thigh, a teasing caress that sent heat spiraling through him.Aaron’s jaw tightened slightly as he grabbed her hand, his eyes locking onto hers with an intensity that made her stomach flip. “If you keep doing that,” he warned softly, his voice rough, “we won’t even make it inside.”“Maybe that’s the idea,” Sofia whispered, her voice laced with mischief.Aaron smirked, his grip tightening around her hand. “You like pushing me, don’t you?”“Maybe,” Sofia teased, her lips curving into a seductive smile.Aaron leaned closer, his lips brushing against her ear. “Careful. I might push back.”The promise in his words sent a thrill down Sofia’s spine, but

Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Five: Into the Lion’s DenThe black SUV glided through the long, winding road that led to the sprawling estate on the outskirts of the city. Surrounded by acres of dense forest and high security walls, the estate was like a fortress. The gates were manned by guards armed with high-tech surveillance equipment, their sharp eyes scanning every vehicle that approached.Aaron and Sofia sat in the backseat of the car, their expressions calm but focused. They were dressed to blend in with the elite crowd they were about to infiltrate. Sofia’s midnight-blue gown shimmered subtly in the low light, elegant but not flashy enough to draw undue attention. Aaron, in his tailored black tuxedo, exuded quiet power, the kind that made people second-guess any thought of crossing him.Lucas’s voice crackled through their earpieces as they approached the checkpoint. “You’re up next. Stay calm and follow the script. They’re running biometric scans at the gate.”Aaron adjusted

Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Seven: Shadows of PowerMorning arrived with a heavy stillness, the kind that signaled an approaching storm. Sofia stood at the balcony of the penthouse, staring out at the city below. The sun had barely risen, casting a muted golden light across the skyline. Despite the beauty of the view, Sofia felt restless. The meeting was tonight, and every fiber of her being warned that something was coming—something they couldn’t fully control.Aaron joined her quietly, slipping an arm around her waist. His warmth was a welcome comfort in the cool morning air.“Couldn’t sleep?” he asked softly.“No,” Sofia admitted. “There’s too much at stake. This meeting feels like a trap, Aaron. I can’t shake that feeling.”Aaron nodded, his expression somber. “It might be. But it’s also an opportunity. If we pull this off, we’ll finally have a direct line to The Broker’s top people. We can’t back down now.”“I know,” Sofia whispered. “It’s just… we’re walking into the unknown.

Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Nine: Beneath the SurfaceThe tension in the conference hall grew thicker as the night progressed. Discussions became more pointed, with veiled threats and cautious alliances forming beneath polite conversation. Sofia sat silently, observing every subtle shift in tone and body language. These people were masters of deception, but she had learned to read the signs—the darting glances, the slight hesitation before someone answered a question, the tightening of jaws when an offer was made.Aaron, calm and composed, contributed at key moments, subtly inserting himself into conversations without revealing too much. He knew when to speak and when to let others battle for dominance. They needed to walk the fine line of appearing valuable without becoming a threat.A man named Garret Voss, a powerful figure rumored to control a major arms network in Eastern Europe, leaned forward, his calculating eyes resting on Aaron. “You speak of influence and access, Mr. Gra