Chapter 19: The Game She Plays

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• PREGNANT and REJECTED by the BILLIONAIRE    Chapter 43: NO WAY BACK

  Lyra's POVI stumbled out of Chris’s house, my heart pounding, my lips still tingling from our kiss. The night air hit me like a slap, but it didn’t clear the chaos in my head. I’d almost let things go too far, again between us, looking like I'm beginning to fall for him. Guilt and anger burned inside me, mixing with the raw pain of that video of Rhys and Ciara. It played in my mind, over and over, each frame a fresh wound. I loved Rhys, but he betrayed me, and now I was betraying myself, falling for Chris’s warmth when I wasn’t ready. I ran to my car, slamming the door, and gripped the wheel, gasping for breath.“No, no, no,” I whispered, my chest heaving. My sobs came hard, choking me. “What am I doing?” I pressed my forehead to the steering wheel, tears streaming down my face. Rhys’s betrayal, Chris’s kiss, Finn’s safety, it was too much. I felt like I was drowning, my heart torn between love, hate, and fear.I started the car, my hands shaking, and drove toward Calder’s house, my

• PREGNANT and REJECTED by the BILLIONAIRE    Chapter 42: A broken heart

  Lyra's POVI sat on the floor of my office, my phone lying beside me, the video of Rhys and Ciara playing on repeat in my head. Each frame was a knife to my heart, Rhys’s hands on her, their bodies tangled, her smug smile, they were furking each other like a beast. I pressed my hands to my face, sobs tearing through me, raw and uncontrollable. I’d loved Rhys through his lies, his mistakes, but this? This was betrayal on a level I couldn’t process. My chest felt like it was caving in, my tears soaking the floor. I wanted to scream, to break something, but all I could do was cry, my body shaking with every sob.“Why, Rhys?” I whispered, my voice breaking. “Why her? Why Ciara, of all people?”The email’s words mocked me: You can’t run from the truth, Lyra. Whoever sent it, Ciara, Antonio, or someone worse, knew exactly how to shatter me. I ran to Miami to protect Finn, to start over, but the past kept clawing me back, each movement a razor to my chest. I hit play again, torturing mysel

• PREGNANT and REJECTED by the BILLIONAIRE    Chapter 41: A Heart Shattered

  LYRA POV I woke up to the smell of coffee and pancakes, my eyes fluttering open in Chris’s guest room. Sunlight streamed through the curtains, and there, on the bedside table, was a tray with breakfast, fluffy pancakes, fresh strawberries, a glass of orange juice, and a single rose in a small vase. My heart skipped, warmth spreading through me. After last night’s kiss, I’d been a mess of guilt and longing, but this? This was sweet, thoughtful, and so Chris.“Morning,” Chris said, poking his head in, his smile soft but nervous. “Hope you like pancakes. I don't know whether you’re a syrup or fruit girl, so I went with both.”I sat up, my cheeks flushing. “Wow, Chris, this is… amazing. You don't have to do this.”He shrugged, leaning against the door frame. “I wanted to. You had a rough night. Figured you could use a little spoiling.”I laughed, my heart fluttering despite the guilt gnawing at me. “You’re too much. This is so romantic. Thank you.”His eyes lit up, and he stepped closer

• PREGNANT and REJECTED by the BILLIONAIRE    Chapter 40: A Heart Divided

  Lyra's POV For the past few days, life in Miami felt like a fresh start, but my heart was still a mess. Finn was happier, playing in Calder’s backyard, his laughter easing the knot in my chest. But that threatening text I’m closer than you think still haunts me. I kept my phone close, checking on Finn constantly, terrified someone was watching. Then there was Chris, the guy from the restaurant. He’d been texting, calling, even stopping by with coffee. Finn liked him, giggling when Chris tossed a football with him. I couldn’t deny it, Chris was kind, charming, and his warm smile made my heart flutter in a way I hadn’t felt in years. But it scared me. I was still tied to Rhys, even after everything.I was in my new office, a small space filled with perfume bottles and mixing tools, when my phone buzzed. Chris’s name lit up the screen, and my stomach did a little flip. I answered, trying to sound casual. “Hey, Chris.”“Lyra, hi,” he said, his voice smooth and warm. “You free tonight? I

• PREGNANT and REJECTED by the BILLIONAIRE    Chapter 39: Trapped in a Web

  Rhy's POV I sat in my office, staring at the computer screen, but my mind was miles away. Lyra and Finn had been gone for a month, and the emptiness gnawed at me every second. My house was a ghost town, my life a mess. I’d screwed up, refusing to pay Antonio, letting my pride put Finn in danger. And that night with Ciara? It was a stupid, lonely mistake, one I regretted the moment it happened. Now, I was just trying to hold it together, to find a way to fix things.My phone pinged, snapping me out of my thoughts. A notification: an email with a video attachment. My gut twisted as I clicked it, and my heart stopped. It was me and Ciara, on my couch, tangled up, every moment crystal clear, furking each other. My blood ran cold. I felt like I was going to be sick. Sleeping with Ciara was a bad idea, but this? This was a nightmare. Someone had recorded us, and now I was caught in a web I couldn’t escape.A message popped up below the video: Sign over all your property, or this goes str

• PREGNANT and REJECTED by the BILLIONAIRE    Chapter 38: A Web of Deception

  Ciara's POV I walked out of Rhys’s house, my heels clicking on the pavement, a smug smile on my face. My body still tingled from our time on the couch, but it wasn’t just the thrill of being with him. My phone, hidden in my purse, had recorded every second, every kiss, every touch. Rhys thought he could toss me out like trash, but he had no idea I was playing a bigger game. That video was my weapon, and I was going to use it to tear him apart. Step one of my plan with Don Salvatore was done, and I felt unstoppable.In my car, I pulled out my phone and dialed the Don. My heart raced as it rang, excitement bubbling in my chest. He picked up, his voice low and gravelly.“Ciara,” he said. “What’s the news?”“It’s done,” I said, grinning. “I got Rhys right where we want him. We… got close, let’s say. And I recorded it all. The video’s saved, ready to use.”He chuckled, dark and approving. “Well done, girl. You’re sharper than I thought. Are you sure the video’s good?”“Crystal clear,” I