Billion Dollar Regrets: 21 Nights of Payback
He took everything. Now she'll take him—for 21 unforgettable nights.
Three years ago, billionaire Damien Cross seduced Aria Kane, stole her family's business secrets, and destroyed everything she loved. Her father's company collapsed. Her world shattered. She was left with nothing but rage and a burning need for vengeance.
Now, Aria has inherited her grandfather's billion-dollar empire—and she's more powerful than Damien ever imagined. His own company is crumbling, his enemies are circling, and she holds the evidence that could bury him forever.
Her offer is simple and sinful: Give her 21 nights. Submit completely to her every demand. Let her strip away his control, his pride, his defenses. Do whatever she commands.
In exchange? She'll save his dynasty.
Each night pushes new boundaries. Each encounter blurs the line between punishment and pleasure. He's supposed to grovel. She's supposed to feel nothing. But feelings don't follow the rules of revenge.
As corporate warfare explodes around them and dangerous enemies emerge from the shadows, Aria and Damien must face an impossible question: Can love survive when it's built on lies, power games, and 21 nights of payback?
Some lines should never be crossed. But oh, crossing them feels so good.
Basahin
Chapter: Chapter 50: No Way OutThe car is moving fast.Too fast for West 47th at night, weaving through gaps in traffic with the kind of practiced efficiency that tells you the person driving has done this before. Not a cab driver. Not an Uber. Someone who learned to drive in situations where getting somewhere quickly was the difference between living and not.Damien's hand is on my knee. Pressing down. Stay still. Don't react.I don't react.I look at the driver in the rearview mirror instead. He's maybe forty-five. Dark hair going gray at the temples. A scar along his jawline that could be old or could just be the way the shadows fall. He hasn't looked back at us once.That's the thing that tells me everything. A person who's done something wrong looks at you. Checks. Makes sure you're not about to do something. This man isn't checking because he already knows we can't do anything.The bag with the ledgers is between my feet."Where are we going?" Damien asks. Conversational. Almost bored."Somewhere quiet," the
Huling Na-update: 2026-05-03
Chapter: Chapter 49: The Name We Didn't See ComingWe sleep for exactly two hours and forty minutes.Hope wakes us. Not crying — she doesn't cry when she wakes up, she just makes this small insistent sound like someone clearing their throat at a meeting, polite but firm, until someone addresses her needs. She gets that from me, Damien says. I don't argue because he's probably right.Maya brings food. Real food this time, not gas station crackers — she found a diner three blocks from the hotel and came back with enough eggs and toast and coffee to feed a reasonable village. She sets it on the conference table and looks at us both with the assessing eyes of someone who has known me long enough to read my weather."You look better," she says to me."We slept.""You look worse," she says to Damien."Thanks, Maya.""I'm being accurate, not unkind. Eat something."He eats. I feed Hope and eat at the same time, which is a skill set I've developed out of pure necessity over the past weeks. Maya sits across from us and drinks her coffee and do
Huling Na-update: 2026-05-03
Chapter: Chapter 48: The Crack in the FoundationHe knows something.That's the thing about twenty nights with a person. You learn their tells. Not the obvious ones — not the jaw tightening or the hands going still. The small ones. The way his breathing changes when he's processing something he doesn't want to say out loud. The half-second delay before he speaks that means he's choosing words instead of just using them.He's doing all of it right now."Talk to me," I say.Hope's still in his arms. She's finished her bottle and gone quiet in that drowsy, full way she gets, head heavy on his shoulder. He looks down at her once. Then at me."There's something I didn't tell you," he says.Four words that could mean anything. Four words that land in my chest like stones dropped in still water."Okay." I keep my voice even. "Tell me now."He sits down. Carefully. Like he needs to be stationary for this."Three weeks ago, when Chen first approached me. When she laid out the plan to go undercover inside my father's operation and gather evid
Huling Na-update: 2026-05-02
Chapter: Chapter 47: The MeetingVictoria Hale arrives twelve minutes early.I know because Damien texts me from the lobby of the hotel conference room we've borrowed — She's here. Early. Interesting — and I'm upstairs with Hope and Maya, watching a grainy feed from the small camera Chen's team wired into the smoke detector above the conference table.Maya's eating actual popcorn. She found a microwave bag in the vending machine hallway and I didn't have the heart to tell her this isn't that kind of occasion."She's wearing Chanel," Maya says, squinting at the screen. "The gray suit. That's her armor. She only wears that one when she's scared.""How do you know which suit is her armor?""Because I've spent three years studying everyone who wanted to hurt you." Maya shrugs. "That's what best friends are for."On the screen, Victoria sits down at the conference table. Sets her handbag on the chair beside her. Folds her hands. She looks composed. She looks like a woman who woke up this morning and made a decision and is
Huling Na-update: 2026-05-01
Chapter: Chapter 46: War RoomThe hotel room smells like cold coffee and dry-erase markers.It's 3 AM. Hope is sleeping in the portable crib the front desk manager dug out of storage without a single question — God bless Montana people — and Damien's got his laptop open, printouts spread across the bed, a whiteboard leaning against the wall that he dragged in from the small conference room down the hall.I'm sitting cross-legged on the floor in Damien's hoodie, eating gas station crackers, and staring at a photograph of Victoria Hale like if I look long enough she'll tell me her secrets.She won't. She never has."Talk me through it again," I say.Damien doesn't sigh. That's one thing I've learned about him in twenty nights. He doesn't sigh when I ask him to repeat himself. He just turns around, leans against the desk, crosses his arms."Victoria knows about the recordings," he says. "Chen confirmed it an hour ago. Someone inside the federal office leaked it. We don't know who yet. What we do know is that Victoria
Huling Na-update: 2026-04-30
Chapter: Chapter 45: Final Confrontation The call comes at 6 AM."It's me." Damien's voice. Exhausted. Strained. "I'm in.""In where?""My father's cell. Federal detention. I convinced Chen to get me in. For a final conversation. She's recording everything. But—" He lowers his voice. "I have a plan. To end him. But I need you to do something. Something impossible.""What?""I need you to bring Hope. To the detention center. Before noon. Before the deadline for Maya."My blood runs cold. "You want me to bring our daughter to Richard? Are you insane?""Trust me. Please. This is the only way. If you don't come, if you don't bring Hope, Maya dies. And we spend the rest of our lives running. But if you come, if you trust me—" He stops. "If you trust me, this ends. Today. All of it. I promise.""Damien—""Night Twenty, Aria. Our second-to-last night. Trust me one more time. Please."He hangs up.I sit there in the safe house. Holding Hope. Understanding.He's asking the impossible. Asking me to bring our daughter into danger. Into
Huling Na-update: 2026-04-29
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