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THE BILLIONAIRE BENEATH THE RAIN Chapter 12
The next morning came slowly.The rain had stopped, but the sky still looked heavy, like it was thinking about starting again. Rand was still asleep on the couch, one arm over his face, his chest rising and falling quietly. For a moment, I just watched him — the man everyone was talking about like he was some fallen god, now curled up on my old couch like he finally found peace. It was insane. I was wondering what peace he is looking for.I made coffee again. This time I actually drank it.It tasted a little bitter, but it felt real. Everything did.When he finally woke up, he looked confused for a second, like he forgot where he was. Then his eyes found me, and he gave that small, tired smile that already felt too familiar.“Morning,” he said, voice rough.“Morning.”He sat up, rubbing his face. “Do you always wake up this early?”“Only when my life falls apart,” I said, trying to sound funny, but it came out flat.He chuckled anyway. “Guess we both need new routines.”We sat in sile
THE BILLIONAIRE BENEATH THE RAIN Chapter 11
The morning after everything went public felt weird.Too quiet. Too empty.The city still moved like normal, people still walked around, cars still honked, but it didn’t sound the same.It felt like the world had moved on and left me behind in the noise of what happened.Everywhere I looked online, it was the same thing.Rand’s face. His name. My name.Headlines everywhere.> “Rand Calloway Resigns After Scandal.”“Calloway Empire Shaken by Love Affair.”“The Artist Who Cost a Billionaire His Throne.”I didn’t even click on any of them.I didn't need to.The titles alone were enough to punch me in the gut.He hadn’t called since that night.Just silence.No text. No word. Nothing.I tried to paint. Thought maybe that would calm me down.But I couldn’t even pick the right colours.Everything just looked wrong.Like the canvas was staring back at me, waiting for me to break first.I made coffee, but I didn’t drink it.I walked around the apartment like something was missing — because it
THE BILLIONAIRE BENEATH THE RAIN Chapter 10
The world went quiet after Rand’s confession — but it wasn’t the peace I’d hoped for.It was the kind of silence that comes before thunder.For two days, no one called. No reporters at my door, no flashing cameras, no hateful comments. Just an eerie stillness that made my chest tighten every time I checked my phone.Then the headlines changed.“Calloway Empire in Crisis: Board Calls Emergency Meeting.”“Shareholders Question Rand Calloway’s Judgment.”“Love or Liability? How One Woman Shook a Billion-Dollar Empire.”Every word felt like a blade. He had done what no one expected — told the truth — and the world punished him for it.I hadn’t seen Rand since that night.He’d texted me once: “Stay home. Please. I’ll fix this.”That was two days ago.Now it was the third morning, and I couldn’t stand the waiting anymore.I grabbed my coat, ignored my fear, and went straight to the Calloway tower. The receptionist looked startled when she saw me, whispering something into her headset. Mome
THE BILLIONAIRE BENEATH THE RAIN Chapter 9
The morning after the gala felt like waking up in a dream I didn’t want to end.Sunlight spilt through the curtains of Rand’s penthouse. His arm was still wrapped around me, his breathing slow and steady. For the first time in years, I felt safe — not because of the walls or the view, but because of him, it was such a surreal feeling.I traced small circles on his chest. “You know,” I whispered, “you’re different when you sleep. You look… human.”He chuckled softly, eyes still closed. “You make that sound like a bad thing.”“It’s terrifying,” I teased. “The mighty Rand Calloway, capable of peace.”He opened his eyes and looked at me — really looked. “That’s because you’re here, Elena.”My heart stuttered. He said it so easily, as if love was the most natural thing in the world for him. But before I could reply, his phone started to buzz on the nightstand.He ignored it. Then it buzzed again. And again.Finally, he sighed and reached for it. I watched as his face changed — calm melting
THE BILLIONAIRE BENEATH THE RAIN Chapter 8
If love had taught me anything, it was that beauty could be terrifying.The Calloway Foundation Gala was proof of that — a night glittering with crystal chandeliers, silk gowns, and people whose smiles were as expensive as their jewellery. Every step I took in my borrowed heels echoed like a reminder: you don’t belong here.Rand’s driver opened the door for me outside the hotel ballroom, and the flash of cameras greeted us instantly. He reached for my hand, grounding me with a touch that felt steady even in the chaos.“You okay?” he asked, his voice low.“I feel like a painting that wandered into the wrong gallery,” I whispered.He smiled. “You belong anywhere you decide to stand.”That should have calmed me. It didn’t.Inside, the room glowed gold and white. Waiters carried champagne flutes through a sea of tuxedos. I recognised faces I’d only ever seen in magazines — politicians, celebrities, investors — all orbiting around Rand like he was their sun.But he stayed beside me. His ha
THE BILLIONAIRE BENEATH THE RAIN Chapter 7
The morning after the rain, everything smelled like a new beginning — fresh, fragile, and uncertain. Rand had left early, but not before making coffee and leaving a note on my kitchen counter. “Meet me at the Calloway Foundation tonight. There’s something I need to tell you — no more secrets.” For a man like Rand Calloway, who lived behind walls of silence and polished charm, those last three words felt like a promise and a warning of the remainder of something. The Calloway Foundation building sat in the heart of the city — twenty floors of glass and quiet power. It was where Rand funded art programs, schools, and projects that carried his name across continents. I’d walked past it a hundred times, never imagining I’d be stepping inside as anything more than a curious stranger. When I arrived that evening, the place was nearly empty. The lights were dim, the air thick with that after-hours stillness that made every footstep echo. I found him in the top-floor gallery — a privat
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