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Chapter 14
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Billionaire's Regrets:He Hurt Me But Wants Me Back Chapter 15
Dwight’s POVThe office hums with quiet efficiency as I step out of the conference room. I walk with measured strides, my face unreadable, but inside, my thoughts churn. Leah.I should be past this by now.Yet, seeing her today—poised, confident, effortlessly weaving her ideas into something tangible—stirred something I thought I had buried. I force the thoughts aside, buttoning my suit jacket as I reach the elevator. It’s done. I’d made the decision to have her here. And I have to live with it.The doors slide shut, and for a brief moment, I let my shoulders drop. Just a fraction. Just enough to remind myself that I can breathe.By the time I reach the underground garage, my mask is back in place. My driver, Rafael, straightens when he sees me, already opening the back door of the sleek black sedan.“Señor Spencer,” he greets respectfully.I nod, slipping into the car’s cool leather interior. “Take me to Calle de los Olivos.”Rafael doesn’t question it. He never does. With a silent n
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Dwight’s POVMamá’s kitchen is exactly as I remember it—warm, filled with the rich scents of spices and home. The wooden cabinets, slightly worn with age, are still polished to perfection. The tiled countertops, the ceramic bowls stacked neatly in the corner, even the little clock shaped like a rooster hanging above the stove—it’s all the same.She moves with ease, pulling out ingredients from the pantry and fridge, humming a tune under her breath. The sight of her here, in her element, makes something in my chest unclench.“Help me, mi amor,” she says, handing me a cutting board and a knife.I roll up my sleeves, stepping beside her. “What are we making?”“Cochinillo asado,” she says with a small smile, pulling out a slab of fresh suckling pig. “Your favorite.”I let out a quiet chuckle. “That’s ambitious for a last-minute dinner.”She waves a hand. “I had a feeling you would stay.”Of course, she did.I help her prepare the meat, rubbing it down with olive oil and a blend of spices—
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Dwight’s POVThe rhythmic clang of metal against metal fills the workshop, the scent of heated gold and silver lingering in the air. I run my fingers over a delicate gold band, its unfinished surface cool against my skin. Around me, the other jewelers work with quiet focus, their hands steady, their movements precise.They don’t know who I am. And that’s how I want it.Jordan is the face of this division. To them, he’s the boss. I’m just another craftsman—an observer, a participant, nothing more. Here, there are no expectations, no whispered assumptions. Only the work.I pick up a pair of pliers, adjusting the small diamond setting on a bracelet when my phone vibrates in my pocket. I ignore it at first, finishing the adjustment before checking the screen.Miss Hayes.I almost don’t answer. Almost.Something tells me I should.I press the phone to my ear, already stepping away from the worktable. “Miss Hayes.”“Mr. Spencer.” Her voice is tight, edged with urgency. “It’s Leah. She had a
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Dwight’s POVI meet her gaze, my expression impassive. “That wasn’t a suggestion.”Her eyes flicker, something dark and unreadable moving behind them.I know that look.I remember it.A long time ago, it would have ended in something else entirely.But not now. Leah belongs to someone else. She’s taken. The love and absolute devotion we once professed to each other hadn’t mattered to her. None of it did.That was why she had been so quick to move on the second I’d disappeared. I remember the days after I’d returned, struggling to find closure, to make peace with the fact that Leah was never going to be mine again.Had she ever looked for me? Had she ever tried to find me? Or had she merely muttered, thank fuck, and moved on to the next available man?These questions had kept me up for days. Months.She leans forward slightly, just enough that I can feel the heat of her body. “I’m not taking time off for a scratch.”I inhale slowly, keeping my tone calm. “You hit your head.”“And I’m f
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Leah’s POVI shut my office door behind me, pressing my back against the smooth wood as I exhale. My heart is still pounding. My mind is racing.What the hell just happened?I press my fingers to my temple, feeling the dull throb where the wound is. The pain is nothing compared to the chaos swirling in my head.Dwight had touched me.Not in the way he used to—softly, possessively, like he was memorizing every inch of my skin—but with careful detachment, as if he was afraid of breaking something. Or maybe afraid of breaking himself.I squeeze my eyes shut, but the image of him in that damn faded polo and washed-out jeans won’t leave me.I wasn’t prepared for that.The Dwight Spencer I had come to know was always immaculately dressed. Crisp suits. Polished shoes. A presence that commanded attention the second he walked into a room.But today… today, he had looked different. He had looked like the Dwight that I once knew, the Dwight that I once loved.Raw. Unpolished. Almost vulnerable.
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Leah’s POVThe next morning, I step into the office, coffee in hand, ready to push through another work-filled day. My head is clearer than it was last night, my resolve firm. Today, I would focus on my job—nothing else. But the moment I approach my desk, my steps falter. A bouquet of deep red roses sits there, colorful and freshly cut, their fragrance curling into the air around me. My brows knit together as I set my coffee down, staring at the flowers like they might somehow explain themselves. "Who the hell…?" I glance around, scanning the office for clues, but everything looks normal. I pick up the large bouquet of beautifully arranged flowers. My fingers tighten around the fashionably wrapped stem as I inhale deeply, before I catch myself. I shouldn't be doing this. Not even I'm unaware of who'd sent it. Maybe, it was Ethan? Or someone else? "Ava," I call out. She appears within seconds, a soft smile tugging her lips. "Yes, Miss Carrington?" I gesture at the f
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Dwight’s POVThe drive to the workshop is long, stretching into the quiet hours of the night—three hours of open roads, highways, and too much time alone with my thoughts.I keep my hands steady on the wheel, but my mind drifts back to the conversation with Leah. Her words had been sharp, precise, cutting through whatever illusions I might have let myself entertain."We are strictly boss and employee now. Nothing more.""I'm in a relationship with a man I love with all my heart."The truth had never been clearer, yet it sat heavy in my chest.By the time I pull up in front of the workshop, the place is alive with activity. Unlike the last one I visited, this space is much larger, its high ceilings and reinforced glass panels allowing natural light to spill in during the day. The scent of molten metal and polish hangs thick in the air, the rhythmic sound of hammering echoing from within.This division is one of the newest, located outside the city—one of many I own across multiple coun
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Leah’s POVIt has been three days since the flowers appeared on my desk, and I haven't seen Dwight once.At first, I told myself it didn’t matter. I had made myself clear, drawn the line. This was exactly what I wanted—strict professionalism, distance, and no room for blurred boundaries.But the longer his absence stretches, the more it bothers me.I catch myself glancing at the hallways whenever I walk through the office, my ears unconsciously tuning in for the sound of his voice. The easy confidence in his stride, the low, controlled way he spoke—it’s like he has vanished.And it’s unsettling.I try to ignore it, push through my workload, and focus on anything else. But the nagging guilt in my chest refuses to fade.Maybe I overreacted.Maybe the flowers weren’t some ploy to get under my skin.What if they really were just a kind gesture?The thought makes my stomach twist uncomfortably. I had assumed the worst of him, snapped at him in a way that might have been harsher than necess
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Billionaire's Regrets:He Hurt Me But Wants Me Back Chapter 124
EPILOGUE Leah's POV I sit quietly by Dwight’s hospital bed, my fingers gently wrapped around his, the steady beeping of the heart monitor grounding me. After two surgeries, he’s finally resting.When I’d been told that Dwight was shot, I had felt my entire world crashing down. I’d cried all the way to the hospital, and it’d taken three men to keep me out of the operating room.But miraculously, he’s alive. Still here. Still breathing. Still mine. And yet, it all feels surreal—the whirlwind of the past few days catching up in uneven bursts. Ethan’s arrest, Gerald’s disgrace, the truth about Glimmr being Dwight’s all along becoming public. But nothing compares to the ache that comes from the one betrayal I never saw coming—my uncle’s.I had trusted him. Loved him. Thought of him as a steady force in my life. But behind all the warmth and concern was a man plotting to control me—using my heartbreak, pushing me toward Ethan, and scheming to seize Veloura for himself. He’d sat there at t
Billionaire's Regrets:He Hurt Me But Wants Me Back Chapter 123
Dwight's POVThe road coils like a serpent beneath my tires, black and endless. Trees lean in on either side like silent witnesses, their twisted branches clawing at the pale sky. Gerald’s directions run through my head again and again, carved into memory. The House of Silence—what a sick, ironic name. My grip tightens on the wheel as I push forward, heart hammering in a rhythm I haven’t known in years.I tap my earpiece.“Parker.”Static, then his clipped voice. “Sir.”“I have done it. Coordinates check out." I tap on my screen, sending a screenshot of the map Gerald had handed me.“Mr. Spencer, wait. I’m pulling in backup. Don’t go in alone. I mean it.”“I don’t have time. He could be doing God knows what to that young woman right now. He needs to be stopped.” I couldn't let them do to her what they'd done to me.“Dwight—”“There’s no time, Parker. You won’t make it before it’s too late.”He curses under his breath. “At least wait nearby. Don’t breach. I’ll be there in fifteen.”But
Billionaire's Regrets:He Hurt Me But Wants Me Back Chapter 122
Ethan’s POVShe looked like porcelain under the low light.Pale, trembling, slick with sweat. Her chest heaved as she lay on the stained cot in the far corner, wrists bound to the headboard with nylon straps, ankles tied tight. Her hair—light brown, maybe even blonde in the right light—was matted against her temples, soaked. And those eyes. Translucent blue, darting like a cornered rabbit, searching for a way out that didn’t exist.“I don’t know what I did,” she sobbed. Her voice cracked like something brittle. “Please, please let me go…”I didn’t move. I just watched her from the shadows, still as a breath held underwater. She tried to sit up, trembling, her arms pulling at the restraints with a sound like Velcro peeling from skin.“I’ll give you everything,” she cried. “My paychecks—every single one. I swear. Just don’t hurt me. My boyfriend… he doesn’t have money. He can’t pay ransom. Please…”God. She was alive. Alive in the way most people forgot how to be. The kind of aliveness
Billionaire's Regrets:He Hurt Me But Wants Me Back Chapter 121
Dwight's POV Gerald Carrington lived in a two-story villa tucked behind a quiet cul-de-sac on the city’s west end. The neighborhood had a curated calm about it — hedges trimmed to military precision, pavement scrubbed of all disorder. Unlike his brother Felix’s sprawling estate with its sweeping gates and Greek statues, Gerald’s home was the kind of place that whispered wealth rather than screamed it. Tasteful. Secluded. Expensive, but not decadent.I parked three blocks down and approached on foot, dressed in dark jeans and a charcoal sweater. No cologne. No jewelry. Nothing that caught the light.Judith had delivered the address an hour ago. She’d also found a layout of the house — a scanned blueprint buried in some renovation permits from two years back. I studied it on the ride over, memorizing the entry points, camera placements, the blind spots between hedges and roof angles.I wasn’t here for a polite conversation.I was here for answers.The backyard was mostly covered — two
Billionaire's Regrets:He Hurt Me But Wants Me Back Chapter 120
DWIGHT'S POVThe office around me — my own private quarters at Glimmr — felt too big, too empty, too quiet. Every tick of the clock on the wall sounded like a drumbeat inside my skull.I couldn't sit still.Couldn't stop moving.Pacing back and forth in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows like a caged animal.My hands itched to do something — to tear something apart, to find Ava, to end whatever nightmare she was living through because of me.Ava had trusted me.Worked for me.Smiled at me, grateful for opportunities and promises.And I had failed her.Just like I had once failed myself, locked in that dark, cold hell three years ago.I dragged my fingers through my hair, jaw locked so tight it ached.Where was Parker?Where was the goddamn call?My phone buzzed sharply on the desk.I lunged for it like a drowning man reaching for a rope.“Talk to me,” I barked, not bothering with hellos.Parker’s voice crackled through, low and urgent.“We hit Ethan’s place. Just finished. He's not
Billionaire's Regrets:He Hurt Me But Wants Me Back Chapter 119
Dwight's POV The tires screeched against the pavement as I pulled out of the driveway, my hand clenching the steering wheel so hard the leather groaned beneath my grip. The night sky stretched endless above me, but I barely saw it. All I could see was Ava's face. Bright, smiling Ava, who was now missing — God knew where — because somewhere, somehow, I'd let my guard down.Not again. I wouldn't lose another innocent to this madness. I swore it.I jabbed the button on the dashboard, calling Parker first.He answered on the first ring. "Boss?""I need you to move," I barked, weaving through traffic like a man possessed. "Ava's missing. Her fiancé called the office — she never showed up back there after leaving my house."A sharp intake of breath. "Shit. You think it's connected?""I know it is." My gut was screaming, every instinct sharpened to a fine, deadly edge. "I need you to pull every favor, use every contact you have. Track her phone, hack into traffic cams, do whatever it take
Billionaire's Regrets:He Hurt Me But Wants Me Back Chapter 118
Dwight's POVIt was dark out. Leah lay half-sprawled across my chest, the silky strands of her hair tickling my skin. Our clothes were scattered haphazardly across the room, abandoned in our urgency. The heavy rug under us cushioned our bodies, still slick and languid from the intensity of our lovemaking. I still couldn't believe the feelings that coursed through me as I'd made love to her. It was better than all the times I had allowed myself to imagine... to fantasize.It had been pure magic. Messy, but perfect. And having her here in my arms filled me with the duty of contentment that had been missing for three years. I could have stayed like that forever. Her breath warm against my skin. Her heart beating in slow, contented rhythms against mine. Her fingers moved idly over my chest, tracing lazy patterns. Every touch sent aftershocks through my nerves, subtle reminders of how close we had just been, how perfect she felt wrapped around me...And then her fingers stilled. She brushe
Billionaire's Regrets:He Hurt Me But Wants Me Back Chapter 117
Dwight's POV The clock on the wall ticked mockingly at me, but I barely noticed it anymore.I sat behind my desk, staring at the documents spread out before me, but none of the words made it past the thick wall of energy thrumming in my veins. It was all background noise. Filler. Nothing compared to the singular, burning thought anchoring me:Leah.Home. Waiting for me.The thought wrapped itself around every nerve ending, making it almost impossible to sit still. I knew it wouldn’t last—this arrangement was temporary. But even knowing that, I couldn't stop the anticipation that practically vibrated in my blood. The pull toward her was too strong, too fierce to deny.I remembered the kiss we shared. God, I remembered every detail. The tentative way I had brushed my mouth against hers. The way she had frozen for a breathless second before melting against me, kissing me back like it was the only thing keeping her alive. That kiss had shattered something inside me. It wasn
Billionaire's Regrets:He Hurt Me But Wants Me Back Chapter 116
Leah’s POVAfter Ava left, the house felt much bigger.Much quieter.And somehow, even though I knew I was safe, the silence made me feel small.I sprawled on the plush sofa in the sunken living room, laptop abandoned beside me, staring out at the endless stretch of green beyond the massive floor-to-ceiling windows. The afternoon sun slanted in golden beams across the polished floors, painting everything in warm, sleepy light.I could still hear Ava’s cheerful goodbye ringing in my ears."Call me if you need anything, okay?"I had promised I would. But really, there was nothing Ava—or anyone—could do for me now.I needed time. Space.Maybe even forgiveness.The soft shuffle of footsteps pulled me out of my thoughts. I sat up just as the house chef—a kind-eyed woman named Marla—approached, wiping her hands on a white apron."Miss Carrington," she said with a polite nod, "would you like anything for lunch? I made a chicken and asparagus salad. Fresh bread too."My stomach gave an unexpe
