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LEECH
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2026-06-12 03:42:44
RomanWritesAdrian is a leech. He feeds on Louis's pain, his vulnerability, his loneliness. He's not saving Louis. He's trapping him and now he's about to make sure Louis can never go back to Lorenzo. Not because he loves Louis but because he wants to win. Lorenzo is about to be hit by more and more stuff if the abuse scandal drops…(deserved if you ask me) Louis, I don’t know mehn, how I wish you could make this men stay away from you. Leave a comment or review
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Contracted: The Billionaire’s Husband From The Commercial HOLDING THE LINE
CHAPTER EIGHTY NINE: HOLDING THE LINE Days has rolled into weeks had passed. The hospital room smelled like antiseptic and stale coffee. Louis sat beside Lorenzo's bed, his fingers wrapped around Lorenzo's hand, his eyes fixed on the pale face that hadn't opened its eyes in days.Lorenzo's chest rose and fell with the help of machines. The steady beep of the heart monitor was the only sound that kept Louis sane.The door opened. Anya walked in, her face tight, her tablet tucked under her arm."Louis."He didn't look up. "Any change?""Not yet. But that's not why I'm here." Anya sat across from him, her voice low. "Lorenzo being in this state is dangerous. I can feel something stirring between the higher ups. They're testing boundaries."Louis finally looked at her. "What do you mean?""Lorenzo has extended family overseas. Cousins, uncles, people who have been waiting for a moment like this. They've never had power before…but now they see an opening." Anya paused. "Lorenzo ha
Contracted: The Billionaire’s Husband From The Commercial WHO IS GOING TO TAKE THE FALL?
CHAPTER EIGHTY EIGHT: WHO IS GOING TO TAKE THE FALL? Lorenzo stepped out of the station, his jaw tight, his eyes scanning the street. The car was there. The guards were there but William wasn't. Louis followed close behind, his phone already in his hand. "Where is he?" Lorenzo's jaw tightened. He walked to the driver's side and motioned for the driver to step out. "I'll drive." He slid behind the wheel, and Louis climbed into the passenger seat. The guards scrambled into the car behind them, ready to follow. Lorenzo pulled out, his hands gripping the wheel. "What is he thinking? We just got him out of the station…only for him to disappear. Where would he even go? How would we find him?" Louis's voice was calm, steady. "Calm down, baby. If he's with his phone, we can get a hang of his location." He pulled out his phone and tapped the screen. "I put trackers on both Chloe and William's phones. After the attack. I wanted to make sure I could find them if anything happened."
Contracted: The Billionaire’s Husband From The Commercial INTO THE NIGHT
CHAPTER EIGHTY SEVEN: INTO THE NIGHT William couldn't stay still. The hospital bed felt like a cage. The white walls felt like they were closing in. He had been lying there for hours, staring at the ceiling, replaying the attack, the kiss, the way Matt had pulled away. He was an idiot. He was a fool. But he had to see Matt. He didn't care about the rules. He didn't care about the warnings. He didn't care that Matt had told him never to come to his house. William had already broken every other rule…what was one more? He managed to get out of bed, his body screaming in protest. His arm throbbed. His ribs ached but he didn't stop. He pulled on his clothes, slipped past the nurses, and made his way out of the hospital. The night air hit him like a slap. He hailed a cab, gave Matt's address, and tried not to think about what he was doing. When he reached the house, he found the gate locked. He didn't hesitate. He climbed over it, ignoring the pain that shot through his inju
Contracted: The Billionaire’s Husband From The Commercial A LINE CROSSED
CHAPTER EIGHTY SIX: A LINE CROSSED The hospital room was white and sterile, the kind of place that smelled like antiseptic and quiet fear. William lay in the bed, his face bruised, his arm in a sling, a bandage wrapped around his forehead. He looked smaller than usual…fragile in a way that made Louis's chest ache. Louis sat beside him, his hand gently stroking William's hair. "You're going to be fine. The doctors said you're going to be fine.” William tried to smile, but it came out lopsided. "I know. I'm tough." "You're an idiot," Louis said, but there was no heat in it. "What were you thinking? You should have stayed in the car. You should have…” "I was protecting Chloe." William's voice was quiet. "I wasn't going to let anyone hurt her. She got a strong Uncle”, he taps his chest lightly. Louis's throat tightened. He squeezed William's hand. Lorenzo stood by the window, his arms crossed, his jaw tight. His eyes were fixed on William, but his mind was elsewhere..calculat
Contracted: The Billionaire’s Husband From The Commercial SHADOW AND SILENCE
CHAPTER EIGHTY TWO: SHADOW AND SILENCE Louis waited for the bullet…his eyes were closed. His face was pressed against Oliver's chest. He could feel the man's heartbeat..fast, erratic, desperate. He could feel the cold metal of the gun against his skull. He could feel Oliver's finger tightening on the trigger. This is it…This is how I die. Lorenzo…Chloe The click. Then….blood. Warm, wet, sudden. It splattered across Louis's face. Oliver's grip went slack. His body crumpled, his weight falling away from Louis's back. Louis's eyes snapped open. Oliver was on the ground, a dark stain spreading across his chest, his hand still reaching weakly toward the gun that had fallen from his grip. Louis didn't think. He kicked the gun away. Men burst through the door…security, police, armed and shouting. They formed a shield around Louis, their bodies blocking him from the chaos. Then Lorenzo was there. His hands were on Louis's face, turning it left and right, checking for wou
Contracted: The Billionaire’s Husband From The Commercial COMFORT POSITION
CHAPTER EIGHTY ONE: COMFORT POSITION Lorenzo's phone rang. He answered before the first ring finished…his hand shaking, his voice sharp. "Tell me you found him." "Signor Volterra." The voice on the other end was tight, professional. "We found Anya. She was unconscious in a supply closet at the venue. She's been taken to the hospital. She's stable." Lorenzo's grip on the phone tightened. His knuckles were white. "And Louis?" Silence. Lorenzo's chest caved in. "WHERE IS MY LOUIS?" "The car broke formation. We lost visual near the outskirts. But…" The voice paused. "Your company produces those vehicles. We can track them. We already have the location." Lorenzo was already moving, his legs carrying him before his mind caught up. He grabbed his jacket, his hands trembling as he shoved his arms through the sleeves. "Send it to me. Have a team ready. I'm going myself." "Signor Volterra, we strongly advise…” "I don't care what you advise." Lorenzo's voice cracked. "That's my husba
Contracted: The Billionaire’s Husband From The Commercial EXCEPT YOU.
CHAPTER FORTY: EXCEPT YOU. Louis dragged himself out of the pool with water dripping down his body and cameras clicking from every angle. Assistants rushed toward him with towels and robes, their hands fussing over his hair and his skin and his makeup. Matt appeared from behind a light reflect
Contracted: The Billionaire’s Husband From The Commercial BREAK AND THE DARK
CHAPTER THIRTY TWO: BREAK AND THE DARK The yacht swayed gently beneath him with the Mediterranean sun warm on his skin, and Louis was trying very hard to focus on his book. But the sea was making him drowsy…the rhythm of the waves, the salt in the air, the weight of the past few days catching up
Contracted: The Billionaire’s Husband From The Commercial THE CONTRACT AT THE DOORSTEP
CHAPTER TWO: THE CONTRACT AT THE DOORSTEP Louis’s eyes snapped open to the same cracked ceiling and for one blissful second, his mind was quiet. Then yesterday crashed back in like a wave of cold water…the weirdo at the door, the bodyguards, those crazy words. ‘My husband.’, “who the hell says
Contracted: The Billionaire’s Husband From The Commercial INTEREST ON MY LIFE
CHAPTER ONE: INTEREST ON MY LIFE “Uncle Vinnie ain’t a charity, Louis. The vig don’t sleep. You’re two weeks light.” The voice was a low growl in the dark, right against his ear. Marco’s forearm pressed into Louis’s throat, pinning him to the damp brick wall of the alley behind his apartment.
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