All Chapters of The Heir's Secret Obsession: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

◇ KEL ◇  

◇ KEL ◇   "To open this file, enter the correct password below.  Note:  case sensitive" "Oh, come on..." I  repeatedly tapped on the other folder icon on the screen taunting my curiosity like the mysterious email address in my inbox. It was an old email address I hadn't been checking regularly.

◇ KEL ◇New York “What do you mean, you’re not sure?” My mother’s voice barely drifted past her soft-spoken motherly tone, but her focused brown eyes and scrunched brows were enough to raise the barometer in the room—not that the fairly cheap apartment unit had one.  I glanced down and put my phone away. 

◇ KEL ◇2 new notifications"M. C. Falco (account number: **** 4096 ***) sent $45,000 to your account **** 7894 **. Transaction completed today at 14:30.""M. C. Falco (account number: **** 4096 ***) sent $45,000 to your account **** 7894 **. Transaction completed today at 14:34."Holy guacamole.  Ninety thousand dollars?  Was this an error?The first time was shocking enough that I had to read the notifications twice. Disbelief made me doubt the whole thing, so logged in to check my bank account. Crap.  It wasn't a mistake.  He actually sent me money. Almost a hundred thousand dollars.For what? Why send me this much money? 

◇ KEL ◇"Did you like the food?""Yeah." I got up from my seat and put on a smile. "Thank you for dinner.""Sure. You need to go home now?" "Uh...no. Not really," I replied to the guy standing next to me. The question surprised me as we walked side by side back to the hotel lobby.It was almost empty, save for the receptionists and the poker-faced security personnel guarding the front entrance. Like the spacious hotel rooms, the decor looked elegant, clean, and filled with relaxing earth colors. Some golden streaks here and there. "I'll drive you back to your place," Enzo said. His warm breath smelled of wine now. Like me, he was wearing a plain shirt and dark-colored boardshorts. My gym shorts were shorter, though.  "Thanks. I'll help you pack first," I suggested.We were both tired from swimming, but the least I could do in