Chapter 5

최신 챕터

• Falling For My Billionaire Captor   The Beginning of An End

  Ian’s POV The police lights painted the night in streaks of red and blue, casting long shadows across the gravel driveway. Uncle Brown was shoved into the back of a squad car, his face pressed against the glass, eyes burning with defiance even in defeat. I watched as the car pulled away, the weight of his betrayal still settling in my chest like a stone. Mona’s hand found mine, her fingers threading through my own, warm and steady. *Alive.* That was the word that echoed in my mind. After everything—after the lies, the danger, the years of silence—we were still here. Still standing. Vance cleared his throat, his arms crossed as he leaned against his car. "We can’t put this off any longer," he said, his voice gruff but not unkind. "The company, the will, the truth, it’s time." I exhaled sharply, nodding. He was right. My father’s legacy, Uncle Brown’s vendetta, the secrets that had festered between us—none of it could stay buried. Not if we wanted to move forward. --- **

• Falling For My Billionaire Captor   Chapter 89

  Ian povI couldn't fathom the gravity of the situation unfolding before me. "Come on, this can't be happening, Uncle," I implored, my voice strained as I struggled to maintain my composure. "After all these years, you're actually here for the property?"Uncle Brown's eyes narrowed, transforming his once familiar face into a mask of cold calculation. “The property was merely a means to an end, Ian,” he sneered, his voice laced with venom. “Your father’s company was supposed to be mine—the rightful inheritance that was stolen from me. I’ll stop at nothing to reclaim what is rightfully mine.”Fury surged through me, and with a sudden burst of strength, I broke free from Vance's iron grip. "You’re a liar!” I shouted, adrenaline coursing through my veins as I charged toward him, my heart pounding defiantly in my chest. “My father’s company was never yours to take!”The air crackled with tension as the weight of our family’s troubled past hung heavily between us, and I felt the resolve with

• Falling For My Billionaire Captor   Chapter 88

  Mona povI turned to Flynn, my voice barely above a whisper, laden with a mixture of anxiety and urgency. "What are you doing here?" I asked, striving to keep my tone neutral despite the tempest of confusion and dread roiling within me.Flynn's gaze remained locked on Ian, her finger pressing firmly against the trigger as if it were an instinctive extension of her will. "Shut up, Mona," she growled, her voice low and tinged with menace, sending an unsettling chill racing down my spine.As Vance took a deliberate step closer to me, the air between us crackled with tension. His eyes, ablaze with a potent mix of anger and raw, haunting pain, bore into mine. "You want to know why I’m here for Ian?" he asked, his voice thick with venom, as if each syllable were laced with deep-seated rage. "It’s because his family is responsible for the deaths of two cherished souls in my family."My heart raced as I processed Vance’s words, their weight hanging oppressively in the air like a dark cloud. "

• Falling For My Billionaire Captor   Chapter 87

  Vance povI have waited an eternity for this moment, the chance to confront Ian face-to-face. As I lingered in the shadows behind Flynn, her eyes blazing with fierce determination, she brandished a gun tightly gripped in her fist, the metal glinting ominously in the dim light. I caught a glimpse of Mona, her jaw dropping in disbelief at my unexpected presence, but her reaction was the least of my concerns. I had sacrificed too much and endured too many trials for this long-anticipated day to finally arrive.FIVE YEARS AGOI sprawled across my couch, the soft fabric pressing against my skin as I enjoyed the sun-drenched afternoon. Davina sat beside me, her fingers gliding effortlessly over my body, a tantalizing touch that sent shivers down my spine. She wore a vibrant bikini that hugged her curves perfectly, the bright colors contrasting against her sun-kissed skin. Just as I turned my head to meet her playful gaze, my phone erupted with a sharp chime from the table, disrupting the mo

• Falling For My Billionaire Captor   Chapter 86

  MonaIan’s grasp tightened protectively around me. “It wasn’t my intention, Mona. I was desperate to secure the contract. I thought it was just a one-time mistake, but… it meant nothing in comparison to what we have. You mean everything to me.”I pulled back slightly, lifting my gaze to meet his, my eyes swollen and reddened from the tears. “You love me?” I asked, the words almost escaping in a whisper, fragile and filled with uncertainty.He nodded solemnly, his eyes unwavering, fiercely locked onto mine. “I love you, Mona. I was foolish, and I made a terrible mistake. But I promise, from this moment on, I will do everything to make it up to you.”A surge of emotions collided within me, swelling in my chest like a tidal wave. Before I could grasp the weight of my feelings, the words escaped my lips, unfiltered and raw: "I love you too."Ian's face brightened instantly, a glimmer of hope igniting in his deep, expressive eyes. He pulled me close, wrapping his arms around me with a warm

• Falling For My Billionaire Captor   Chapter 85

  Moña povI stood at the window, gazing out as the morning sun poured its golden light into the room, illuminating every corner with a radiant warmth. The sunlight danced playfully across the walls, casting whimsical shadows that flickered in the stillness. Yet, despite the beauty surrounding me, I felt no joy and no sense of peace. It had been two long days since I last saw Ian, and the ache of his absence lingered like a heavy fog, refusing to lift. I blinked twice, the brightness cutting into my eyes like shards of glass, and finally drew the curtain closed, effectively banishing the cheerful light that seemed so foreign to my mood.Turning away from the window, I trudged toward the door, the motion feeling mechanical and heavy, as if an invisible weight pressed down on my shoulders. I grasped the cool metal handle, feeling its firmness beneath my fingers, and turned it slowly, pushing the door open with a soft creak. The corridor beyond was eerily quiet, the air thick with a stilln