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CHAPTER 37
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The clink of cutlery, the murmur of conversations in languages I couldn’t place, the faint rush of the sea beyond the terrace, it all blended into a soft, constant noise. Normally, it would have soothed me. Today, it only sharpened my focus. I risked one more glance. was standing now, slipping her bag over her shoulder. For a brief second, our eyes met fully. There was no surprise on her face. No confusion. Just recognition.Then she turned and walked away, heels clicking lightly against the stone floor, disappearing past the entrance like she’d never been there at all. Maria didn’t notice. She was busy pointing out a dish to the waiter as he approached with bread and olive oil.If Adrian got back, I was going to ask him a lot.I would ask him why she was here. In the same country. Possibly the same city. I would ask him if he knew she was coming, or if he would pretend it was coincidence. I would ask him how many things he had chosen not to tell me because he thought I didn’t need to
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WHY IS SHE HERE ?I scrolled slowly, my thumb hovering, my chest tight in a way I hadn’t anticipated. Some comments were kind, some curious, some edged with speculation disguised as concern.‘Tabitha : Are you traveling alone?’‘Klowedth:Where’s Daniel?’ There it was. The question everyone wanted to ask without asking directly.I locked the phone and slipped it into my bag, but it was too late. The noise had already seeped in. Maria was walking a few steps ahead of me, pointing out a small art shop. I followed, nodding, smiling when expected, but my mind kept drifting back to the screen.Maria turned back toward me. “Everything okay?”“Yes,” I said, surprising myself with how true it sounded. “I just remembered something.”She smiled, satisfied, and we kept walking. She took me to a small restaurant tucked just off the main street, the kind that didn’t try too hard to impress. whitewashed walls, wooden chairs worn smooth by years of use, the smell of grilled seafood drifting lazily th
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The ringing stopped.I exhaled, slow and shaky, my fingers curling into the sheets. Maybe that was it. Maybe she’d…The phone rang again. I wasn’t going to pick up the phone.What would she even do?The screen kept lighting up beside me, vibrating softly against the nightstand, the sound sharp and intrusive against the quiet of the room. Each buzz made my shoulders tense, my fingers curl slightly into the sheets. I had crossed continents. I had left hospital beds, boardrooms, and broken conversations behind. Surely distance counted for something.Nothing had happened the last time I ignored her. No emails leaked. No photos surfaced. No sudden headlines or whispers online. Just silence. The phone stopped vibrating.I exhaled, slow and careful, like I’d been holding my breath without realizing it. Greece was supposed to feel like escape. Instead, my chest felt tight, like I’d carried the chaos with me in my luggage.She probably saw the photos I posted. Of course she did. I shouldn’t ha
NAKED LIES OF THE BILLIONAIRE CHAPTER 71
SETTLING INI woke slowly, not rushed, just drifting upward from sleep the way you do when your body finally feels safe enough to rest. The smell, clean, soft, almost weightless. Fresh white sheets warmed by sleep. A breeze slipped in from the open terrace doors, cool against my bare arms, lifting the sheer curtains so they breathed in and out like something alive. Somewhere outside, I could hear the distant hush of the sea, steady and patient, the kind of sound that didn’t demand anything from me.Greece smelled like air that hadn’t been touched yet. I lay still for a moment, letting the bed hold me. The mattress was wide, Not Adrian’s bed. Not mine back home. No memories pressed into it yet. Just space.Sunlight spilled across the floor in pale stripes, catching the edges of the room, stone walls, light wood furniture, a vase of white flowers on the side table that I didn’t remember putting there. Everything felt intentional. Calm. Like this place had been designed for people who
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I stepped out of the airport into the warm, bright morning, squinting slightly as the sunlight hit my eyes. The air felt different here, fresher, lighter, carrying the faint scent of the sea and something floral in the breeze. I began scanning the crowd, looking for anyone holding a sign with my name on it, but the throngs of travelers and the steady shuffle of people collecting their luggage made it difficult to spot anyone. I walked a few steps, craning my neck to see over heads, trying to catch a glimpse of someone waving a sign.After a few minutes of searching, my eyes finally landed on a lady holding a cardboard paper, waving it enthusiastically. The name “Emma Velasquez” was written clearly on it, bold and neat, and she was calling out repeatedly, her voice cutting through the background noise of the airport. Relief washed over me, finally, someone from Adrian’s team here to guide me.“I’m the one,” I said, raising my hands high so she could see me, making sure there was no con
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HELLO GREECEThe next morning, the long flight finally came to a halt. The gentle rumble of the plane slowed to a stop, and the cabin lights flickered as passengers began to stretch and rise from their seats. People gathered their belongings, zipped up their bags, and shuffled toward the exit with the familiar mix of fatigue and relief that comes at the end of a long journey. I, too, picked up my bag, feeling a thrill of anticipation bubbling up inside me. The thought of seeing the vacation home Adrian had bought for me filled me with a joy I hadn’t felt in weeks a bright, lighthearted excitement that seemed to lift the heaviness from my chest . And then I spotted her, the brat, the persistent woman who had tried to corner me on the plane and drag my private life into the spotlight. She was moving through the aisle, carrying her own bag, her expression carefully neutral, probably hoping to appear casual. For a moment, I considered ignoring her entirely, pretending I hadn’t even notic
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