All Chapters of The Don’s Dangerous Addiction: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

The armored SUV drove silently back to Kessler Estate.All along the way, a suffocating silence spread through the back seat, heavy enough to make breathing difficult. Dominic sat beside her, leaning back slightly, his eyes fixed on the night mist rolling past the window. His profile was cold, entirely devoid of human warmth. Avery stared straight ahead, watching the condensation form on the glass, her thoughts spinning out of control.By the time the car stopped in front of the main building, neither of them had said a word."The address."Avery didn't want to waste any more time with him. This constant pulling back and forth on the edge of a cliff left her completely exhausted.Dominic turned his head slowly. "You aren't a good hunter. You're too impatient."He stepped out of the vehicle. "The man who showed up today was just a messenger. The real buyers are still hiding in the shadows." He withdrew his gaze, turning his back to her with total indifference. "The cargo isn't cleared,

The scale of the Obsidian City Chamber of Commerce gala was far beyond that of any ordinary commercial gathering. Every casual conversation dropped in this room carried immense weight, pulling at the invisible threads of the vast interest network that controlled every major and minor dock across North Port.Avery kept her arm linked through Dominic’s, feeling herself sinking under the weight of countless subtle, evaluating stares from the surrounding crowd. Even through the heavy layers of their formal attire, she could distinctly feel the rigid tension coiling through the muscles of his arm."Are the major syndicates not the only entities present tonight?"Avery turned her face fractionally toward him, maintaining a flawless, practiced social smile as she kept her voice low enough to ensure the communication loop remained entirely between the two of them. "Those individuals over there have already shifted their visual focus toward our position three times."Dominic pressed her hand g

For three days following the gala, an unnatural quiet settled over Kessler Estate.Too quiet.The gravel paths held no footprints. The windows reflected only the sky. No birds crossed the glass.The frequency of Drake’s visits to the study escalated dramatically. Twice a day became nearly eight times. He carried document pouches of varying colors, their contents sealed and completely unknown. Dominic rarely returned before two in the morning. By six, he was gone again.Avery crossed paths with him only three times in the corridors. On each occasion, he offered nothing more than a brief, clipped sentence before immersing himself back in his work.A persistent unease grew within her. She could not shake the intuition that he was deliberately withholding information.At two o'clock in the afternoon, she accompanied Dorothea to the sunroom for a drawing session.The little girl remained quiet and focused. Avery, however, could not focus. Her pencil remained motionless above the paper, the

Ten in the morning. East wing terrace.Jessica held a cup of coffee, her deep purple silk robe swaying slightly in the wind.She glanced at Avery, who had arrived uninvited and sat down directly across from her. Her gaze swept over Avery's slightly pale face, then lingered briefly on her deliberately raised coat collar. A faint smile tugged at the corner of her mouth."Dr. Clair, aren't you supposed to be watching over your brother at this hour? Running to find me like this—does Dominic know?"Jessica set down her cup, her fingertips tapping absently against the porcelain rim."They all made quite a move last night. So, now you believe what I told you? Coming to me for backup?"Even though the lingering taste of rust from last night's kiss still throbbed dully between her lips, Avery was even calmer than usual.She dug her nails deep into her palm, using the sharp pain to force herself to maintain an impeccable professional smile.She knew exactly what Jessica was waiting for—she was

A phone call from the sanatorium threw Avery's heart into turmoil.The approval for Julian's specialty medication had been stalled at the final step of the Kessler Trust. The other party claimed that a signature and re-verification were required. The voice on the line was formal, detached, as if discussing a routine administrative form rather than a treatment that kept her brother alive.She dialed Drake's number. The background noise was a chaotic jumble of voices and static. She could hear the clatter of keyboards and the low murmur of men speaking in urgent tones."Dr. Clair, the Boss is in a meeting. He'll get back to you this afternoon."Drake's voice was tight, strained. Before Avery could say another word, the line went dead, leaving only the dull hum of a disconnected call.The entire estate was suffocating under a heavy, oppressive silence. Every staff member seemed to be avoiding her. Housekeepers turned away when she approached. Guards averted their gazes as she passed.Ave