All Chapters of The Don’s Dangerous Addiction: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

The sky hadn't fully brightened yet. Morning light seeped through the curtains, washing the room in a pale, muted gray. The silence was thick, broken only by the soft whisper of her own breathing. She stayed under the covers for a few more seconds, her eyes tracing the faint lines on the ceiling. Then she pushed the blanket aside.Avery pulled the yellowed medical record from under her pillow. She didn't look at the words again. In the faint light, she folded it as small as it would go and tucked it into the lining of her bra, right against her chest. The paper was thin and brittle, pressing into her skin like a secret she could feel with every heartbeat.Then she took out the encrypted phone from beneath the bed and dialed.It rang three times. The fourth ring had barely started when someone picked up."Boss, it's five thirty in the morning... What's wrong?"Sophia's voice was muffled, thick with sleep, like she was still buried under her pillow."Can you meet today? The usual place.

Avery opened her eyes. The space beside her in the bed had already gone cold. A faint crease still marked the pillow where he had laid his head, but no warmth remained.The blanket had been folded into a neat, precise rectangle. Like a cold geometric shape.Dominic's OCD. The perfection of it felt almost insulting.A skin had formed on the milk on the nightstand. And next to it, the white phone that had once belonged to her. Its screen was now completely shattered. Shards of glass sparkled under the dim morning light, a constellation of betrayal.She sat up. Her fingertip touched the broken screen. A shard of glass pricked her.No blood came out, but the pain made her suck in a sharp breath. She pulled her hand back, cradling the finger against her chest as if that could stop the invisible ache.The tremor from last night — being crushed in his arms and bitten — hadn't yet faded. And when she woke up in the morning, he had chosen this way to announce that her cover was blown. No shout

The men downstairs were taken away. Drake wiped the rain from his face, walked up the iron staircase, and stopped at the door.He didn't come inside. He stood on the threshold, rain dripping from his coat. His boots were soaked, and every few seconds a drop fell from his pants onto the metal floor."Boss, the main road is flooded. The water rose too fast. The car can't get through."His voice came in fragments, broken by the thunder. A crack of lightning lit up the sky, throwing his shadow across the floor for a second."The storm will last until early morning. There's an old warehouse on the high ground. I'll take the men there. You and Dr. Clair take shelter here. I'll come get you when the road is clear."Dominic stood in front of the one-way glass, his back to the door, fingertips tapping the window frame. "Got it."Avery stared at his silhouette, gripping her phone. The screen showed a message from Mrs. Cooper sent ten minutes ago:【Dorothea is already asleep.】But Avery still wa

The car drove back to Kessler Estate.Drake turned off the engine cleanly, got out, and walked around to the back seat to open the door. The gravel crunched under his boots, loud and sharp in the morning quiet.Avery didn't move first. She watched him out of the corner of her eye.Dominic got out of the car first. Unlike how he used to pause by the door, he didn't even glance in her direction. He walked straight up the steps. His footsteps were steady and unhurried, each one landing with the same cold precision he used for everything else.The morning wind was strong, lifting the hem of his black coat.Watching his back as he walked away without looking back, Avery felt her heart drop suddenly, like being in an elevator in free fall. The sensation left her breathless for a second, her chest completely hollow and aching.Those chaotic, suffocating hours in the tin room at North Port were still flashing through her mind uncontrollably at the wrong time. She couldn't shut them out. Every

The foghorn lingered over the port for a long time.The black armored SUV kept its headlights off the entire way.Dead silence spread through the car.Dominic sat beside her, leaning back in his seat with his eyes closed, his breathing so light it was barely audible.Avery stared out the window at the decaying streetscape rushing backward, unable to ignore the scent of cedarwood and tobacco that clung to the man next to her.The leather seat beneath her seemed to hold the cold from last night, seeping through her coat and into her skin. She shifted slightly, but the chill stayed.The car stopped at an abandoned repair garage.Avery followed Dominic inside. The concrete floor was cracked and stained, decades of grime ground into the surface. Overhead, a single bare bulb flickered, casting jittery shadows across the walls. The air was thick with the harsh, pungent smell of motor oil and rubber. The grease stains on the floor felt sticky and sickening under her shoes.On a metal folding