Falling For My Ex's Dad by Oma Green

Chapter 190: On My Best Behavior

Adrian POV

The moment Clairessa stepped out and left me alone with my father, I knew something was off.

Why her?

Why make her the one in charge of me?

There were plenty of other senior project coordinators who could've taken the lead on this, but no-he specifically picked Clairessa.

Dad never did anything without a motive, especially not in business.

I shifted my weight and glanced at him. He sat back in his chair, turning to face me fully, arms crossed, the usual sternness etched deep into his expression.

My dad's voice cut through the tension like a blade.

"This is my company. You don't ever question my instructions. Especially not in front of someone who works for me."

My body went still.

That tone wasn't a warning. It was a line drawn in stone.

Before I could speak, he added, voice cooler but no less stern, "I don't care if she's your ex. Or if it stings your ego. You crossed a line back there, and you won't do it again."

I swallowed hard. "I wasn't trying to "

"Don't," he interrupted, eyes narrowing. "You want to learn? Start by listening."

A long silence passed, and I didn't say a word—not because I agreed, but because I knew better.

I couldn't take him on. Not now. Not here. And not when my future in this company -my entire damn fate-rested in his hands.

Then, as if that outburst had never happened, his tone mellowed into that maddening mix of logic and control.

"I did this for you."

I frowned. "For me?"

"You and Clairessa once had a relationship. Regardless of how it ended, I know the kind of influence she has on you. And I know how talented she is at her work. There's no one better to guide you right now."

His gaze didn't waver. "But if you think your feelings for her will compromise the work, I can reassign you to someone else."

"No." The word came out too fast. "It's not that. I just thought... maybe you'd want me to work directly with you. So I could learn the ropes straight from the source if I'm going to be taking over from you."

He let out a dry, unimpressed breath. "No, Adrian. I want you to succeed. To do that, you need to understand how this company works from the ground up. The details. The pace. The stress. You need someone to lead you, challenge you, and yes, keep you in line."

He rose from his seat and began walking slowly toward me.

"And you should be grateful I didn't start you at the very bottom, like I originally planned. Instead, you're Assistant to the Project Coordinator. People would fight tooth and nail for that seat. I expected more appreciation."

That one hit. I straightened.

"You're right," I said. "I was acting like a spoiled kid. I'm sorry. Thank you for the opportunity."

He gave me a brief pat on the shoulder.

"I am happy," I added. "Just... nervous too. I mean, this is my chance to finally prove myself. And yeah, maybe a part of me is hoping that if I do this right... if I show her I've grown-"

He raised a brow.

know, I know," I rushed to say. "It's not about her. I get that. But it's pressure. I don't want to mess up in front of her either. What if she

moment, something in

can. She knows the job better than most.

his eyes locked on mine-serious

that you're using this position to chase her around or pull

it down. Fast. No

up my hands. "Alright. Message

tugged at the corner of my mouth. "But come on,

She's a hard temptation

flat. "I taught you better. Control

huffed a small

down, I knew

about proving myself

was about proving something to her,

an you blame

along was the only way

matter what

a second and knocked twice, then opened the door slightly and peeped my head through the

fixed on her laptop, brows slightly furrowed in concentration, her

hit her from

she looked...

here more than anyone

throat lightly.

and finally met

she replied-not unkindly, but not exactly

shut the

blessing in disguise. I'd been too wrapped up in the humiliation, the

for what it

divine one, probably orchestrated by the controlling man sitting in

One opportunity. Two victories.

me the two things that mattered most-earning my place

sound casual,

"No," she corrected, her tone firm. "You'll be

fire in her eyes. That was

you to understand what this role requires, Adrian. This isn't a joke or a

And regardless of el.

the same

her a mock

Not even a twitch

"I'm serious," she warned.

teasing drop just a notch. "And I'm serious too.

this role

slightly on the edge of her desk, lowering my voice just enough to

no one else I'd rather be learning

back, maintaining her space. "That's good," she replied, cautious. "Because

to lead

to shadow me, you'll need to match my

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professionalism. Understand?"

"Yes, ma'am."

me