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Chapter 303

Author: Kayla Sango
The days that followed dragged by in a gray, monotonous haze. My apartment became both my refuge and my prison, a place where I could sort through my tangled emotions without having to pretend I was fine for the outside world.

Nate texted me regularly. They weren't desperate or suffocating messages. Somehow, he'd found a careful balance between staying present and giving me the space I clearly needed. Sometimes it was just a good morning. Other times he'd ask how I was, or share some small detail about his day. He never pushed for a reply, never begged to talk, never tried to make me feel guilty for my silence.

I read every single one. I didn't answer any of them.

His calls followed the same pattern. My phone would ring, his name lighting up the screen, and I'd let it go to voicemail. He never called obsessively, respecting my choice not to pick up—but he didn't disappear either. It was as if he was gently reminding me that he was still there, waiting, whenever I was ready.

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  • Hired a Gigolo, Got a Billionaire   Chapter 320

    Dinner turned out to be exactly what I needed. It was chaotic, loud, and overflowing with love. Nate's large dining table had more than enough room for all nine of us, yet everyone chose to sit close together anyway, creating an intimate, cozy atmosphere. Pizza boxes covered the center of the table alongside open bottles of wine, plates with leftovers from the Valentian appetizers Nate had ordered, and half-full glasses that were constantly being refilled. Conversations overlapped in a familiar symphony of animated voices. Matthew was in the middle of a hilarious story about a cultural misunderstanding he'd experienced in the Imperial City, gesturing so wildly he nearly knocked over his wine glass twice. Oliver and Sarah were laughing to the point of tears at something Christian had said about the quirks of doing business in Verdania. Zoey and Gwen were whispering about some piece of gossip that almost certainly involved someone from Valentian high society. Tori was completely in h

  • Hired a Gigolo, Got a Billionaire   Chapter 319

    Nathaniel's POV The winter garden in my house was my favorite refuge during London's colder months. The glass walls offered a stunning view of the outside garden, even when the weather didn't allow us to actually enjoy it. That night, the soft lighting created an intimate, welcoming atmosphere, a sharp contrast to the lively laughter drifting in from the main living room where everyone else had gathered. Christian and I had naturally drifted away from the group, wine glasses in hand, looking for a quiet moment to talk. It was rare for us to spend time together simply as friends, without the weight of professional responsibilities that usually shaped our interactions. I settled into one of the comfortable wicker chairs, watching as Christian took a seat across from me at the small coffee table where he set down his glass. For a few minutes, we sat in companionable silence, enjoying the calm and the muted hum of conversation coming from inside the house. "When you think back to o

  • Hired a Gigolo, Got a Billionaire   Chapter 318

    While everyone else settled into the main living room, chatting animatedly and waiting for dinner to arrive, Zoey, Matthew, and I slipped away into Nate's music room. We brought with us a bottle of red wine from the new organic line that Christian had brought from Verdania. It was a moment I hadn't realized how much I missed: just the three of us siblings, no spouses, no friends, no filters. Just us. The room was elegant yet cozy, centered around a glossy black grand piano that dominated the space. I sank into a comfortable leather armchair, watching as Matthew inspected the piano with barely concealed curiosity. "Nope," Zoey said immediately, recognizing that look on our brother's face. "I am not letting you touch that expensive piano and make us rip our ears off voluntarily." Matthew laughed, lightly brushing his fingers over the keys without pressing them. "Hey, I'm a master at this," he protested with mock offense. "Dad taught me the most classic of all classics on my littl

  • Hired a Gigolo, Got a Billionaire   Chapter 317

    Before either of us could move toward the door, Tori sprinted through the kitchen, calling out cheerfully, "I've got it! Family backup!" Nate and I exchanged confused looks, but the sound of familiar voices and laughter drifting in from the entryway quickly cleared things up. A few minutes later, Oliver and Sarah appeared in the kitchen, beaming and carrying a pizza box that had very clearly survived a long journey. "Surprise!" Oliver announced, setting the boxes down on the counter. "We brought cold artichoke and Sicilian lemon pizza. Courtesy of a three-hour drive from Bath." Sarah laughed, tucking a loose strand of hair back into her ponytail. "Sorry about the state of it. We thought bringing Nate's favorite was a great idea. We did not factor in London traffic." "How did you—?" I started, but Tori popped up behind them, looking a little guilty. "I called them," she admitted, fidgeting with her hands. "I figured you two could use a good distraction. And family always hel

  • Hired a Gigolo, Got a Billionaire   Chapter 316

    I woke slowly, drifting out of a deep, restorative sleep that felt like a blessing after everything I'd endured the night before. Soft morning light filtered through Nate's curtains, creating a warm, peaceful atmosphere that couldn't have been more different from the horror of that hotel room. For a few precious moments, I stayed still, simply savoring the feeling of safety, and the blessed absence of the pounding headache that had tormented me hours earlier. Whatever James had slipped into my drink had finally worn off completely. My head was clear, my movements steady, and while there was still some lingering emotional soreness, physically I felt almost normal again. I went downstairs still wearing Nate's T-shirt and the pajama pants from the night before. The smell of freshly brewed coffee and something that suspiciously smelled like pancakes pulled me the rest of the way down. I found Nate in the kitchen, dressed in nothing but a gray T-shirt and pajama pants, focused on maki

  • Hired a Gigolo, Got a Billionaire   Chapter 315

    Nathaniel's POV I went upstairs carrying a tray with light sandwiches, a bottle of cold water, and fresh juice. I'd kept it simple with whole-grain bread with turkey, mild cheese, a few crackers. Nothing that might upset Annie's stomach while she was still recovering from whatever had been slipped into her drink. I found her sitting up in bed, wearing one of my T-shirts that was far too big on her, and a pair of pajama pants I'd lent her. Her hair was still damp from the shower, and she looked calmer, though I could still see the leftover tension in her shoulders and the faintly unfocused look in her eyes. "How are you feeling?" I asked softly, setting the tray on the nightstand and sitting beside her, careful and slow. "Better," Annie said, taking one of the sandwiches and biting into it. "Thank you for this." I kept my voice low and my movements deliberate, predictable, like I was around a wounded bird that might startle at anything sudden. I wanted her to feel completely s

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