All Chapters of SUBMITTING TO MY FATHER’S DRIVER : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

ARIA POVIt’s been two weeks since I last saw Adrian, and two weeks after the chaotic revelations that destroyed everything I thought I knew about my life, my family, and the man I stupidly gave my entire heart to without realising I was walking directly into a war that started long before I was even born.And somehow, despite everything that happened that night, despite the lies, the betrayal, the gun pressed beneath my father’s jaw, the truth about Adrian’s revenge, and the horrifying realization that my father was not the respectable businessman I spent my entire life worshipping but a man capable of ruining lives without remorse, my chest still ached for Adrian badly that some nights it physically hurt to breathe.I hated that. God, I hated it so much.. Because loving him now felt like I was doing the wrong thing.It felt humiliating, it felt like betraying myself.But no matter how many times I replayed everything inside my head trying to convince myself that I should hate him co

AUTHOR POINT OF VIEW Creigh slowly sat upright the moment the door burst open, and even before his eyes fully lifted from the dim glow of his desk lamp, he already knew exactly who had entered, because there was only one person who moved that way without knocking twice or thinking twice before stepping into a room. “Any update, Camille?” he asked, his voice was low, and dangerously calm.Camille nodded frantically, still catching her breath like she had sprinted through half the city just to get here in time, her hair was slightly disheveled, which immediately told him this was not casual information. Though no information was casual to him. “Yes, boss,” she answered quickly.Creigh leaned back slightly in his chair, adjusting his cufflinks, his expression was unreadable as always. “Speak.”Camille swallowed har, forcing herself to steady her breathing before she began.“Firstly,” she said carefully, “Adrian isn’t who he claims to be.”Creigh’s narrowed his eyes instantly, but he

AUTHOR POVThe room became so quiet after Marie’s last sentence that even the sound of rain crashing against the massive glass windows could no longer be heard. Nobody could muster the courage to say anything else. Because the implication behind her words was even greater than any of them expected.Victor Bennett was not simply preparing Aria for marriage, he was preparing her to inherit everything.Not even public empire, or the stupid billionaire image he think he built, or even the glamorous charity foundations or luxury corporations displayed to the world.The real empire, the hidden one.The criminal kingdom built from years of manipulation, corruption, trafficking routes, offshore accounts, and violence.Adrian slowly lowered the whiskey glass in his hand onto the table beside him while his jaw tightened, because suddenly multiple pieces from the past were beginning to connect together inside his head in ways he hated.The rushed wedding, Victor’s desperation, the sudden pressu

ADRIAN POVI barely slept. Maybe I closed my eyes for one hour at most, but even then my brain never truly rested because every single time I drifted off, I kept seeing Aria’s face again.She was crying, her looking at me like I had shattered her entire world with my bare hands.And somehow that hurt worse than every other thing Victor Bennett had ever done to me.By the time the sun finally rose over the city, I was already standing inside my office at the casino with a whiskey glass in my hand while staring through the massive floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the streets below.The casino had not fully opened yet, but workers were already moving downstairs preparing for the night crowd.Everything continued normally while my entire life felt seconds away from exploding completely.A knock sounded against the office door. Then Roman entered without waiting for permission.He immediately narrowed his eyes after looking at me properly.“You look terrible.” He said without fear. “I

ARIA POVI woke up this morning already irritated before my eyes even fully opened.For several seconds I just remained lying on the bed staring blankly at the ceiling with a dull headache behind my eyes and nausea twisted uncomfortably inside my stomach again.As a result of the pregnancy.Nobody talks enough about how exhausting it actually feels carrying another human being inside your body while pretending absolutely nothing is wrong.The constant nausea, the dizziness, the exhaustion, and even emotional breakdowns that came from nowhere.And somehow I was still expected to smile through all of it while preparing for a wedding I no longer wanted. I slowly sat upright afterward while pressing one hand against my forehead tiredly.The wedding was in two days, two fucking days. Meanwhile I was pregnant with another man’s child.A man I hadn’t even heard from in days. That part hurt more than I wanted to admit.Because despite everything Adrian and I had gone through recently, despite