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The promise
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THE PRICE OF BEING HIS The promise
Chapter Fifty-SevenTristan’s POVNot once in my life has a woman ever slapped me across the face. Not once. And somehow the craziest part of this entire situation is that I’m not even angry about it.I probably should be.Three months ago, if anyone had asked me how I’d react to being hit, I would’ve said exactly what everybody expects from Tristan Hale.Cold rage, distance, punishment.But standing here now, looking at Andrea panicking in front of me with tears already gathering in her eyes…All I feel is guilt.Because I pushed her there.I know I did.The slap barely even registered compared to the look on her face afterward. Immediate regret, immediate fear and honestly? That part bothers me more than the slap itself.“Tristan…” Her voice shakes badly. “I'm so sorry.”I finally move but not toward her. Just one step away.Because right now my thoughts are too loud and I need one second to get them under control before I say something stupid.Andrea notices immediately and the fea
THE PRICE OF BEING HIS Don't touch me
Chapter Fifty-SixAndrea’s POVIt’s been a week.An entire week.Seven full days since Tristan decided to disappear from my life while somehow still living in the same house as me.At first, I genuinely thought something was wrong.The second morning, I woke up confused when his side of the bed was empty again. The third morning, I started getting annoyed. By the fourth, I was checking news articles to make sure he hadn’t secretly died in some dramatic billionaire accident.But no, he was alive. Very alive apparently, just avoiding me like I personally ruined his life.Every text I sent never got a response. Every single one. And the worst part? He read them.I knew he did because those stupid little read receipts would appear under my messages like tiny acts of violence.Meanwhile the man continued haunting the house like some emotionally unavailable ghost. He’d leave before I woke up and somehow return after I’d fallen asleep.At least… that’s what I assumed.Until the couch inciden
THE PRICE OF BEING HIS Like father, like son
Chapter Fifty-FiveTristan’s POVAvoiding Andrea feels cowardly. Unfortunately, it also feels like the smartest option right now. Because the second I see her face again, I already know I’m going to forget every logical thought currently holding my life together.So instead, I left before sunrise like a complete asshole.The truth is, I don’t actually have a better plan yet.And yeah, I know avoidance isn’t a strategy. It’s basically just procrastination dressed up in a suit pretending to be self-preservation.But avoidance buys time and time buys clarity. Right now, clarity is the one thing I need before I do something I can’t take back.At least that’s what I kept telling myself while being driven to work after barely sleeping the entire night.Daniel walks beside me through the executive floor, reading through my schedule from his tablet while trying very hard not to notice I haven’t paid attention to a single word he’s said in the last five minutes.“You have the investor conferen
THE PRICE OF BEING HIS Three cruel dots
Chapter Fifty-FourAndrea’s POVMy hand reaches across the bed before my eyes even open.It’s instinct at this point. Some call it muscle memory. But whatever… choosing the right words isn't the point right now. The point is that my body reaches for him before my brain is even awake enough to think about it. I reach for his warmth, for solid skin and sleepy breathing and the familiar weight of him beside me.Instead, my fingers touch cold sheets.My eyes open immediately.The room is quiet and grey with early morning light. I sit up slowly, hair everywhere, and look at the space beside me. The pillow is still there but the indent is gone, sheets pulled smooth like nobody slept there at all. Or like whoever did left a long time ago.I glance at the clock across the room.7:04 AM.For some reason, that makes it feel weirder.I just sit there for a second staring at the empty space beside me.Last night was really good. Close to perfect, even.Tristan had been… softer. Different in a wa
THE PRICE OF BEING HIS Guest bedroom
Chapter Fifty-ThreeTristan's POV“Hey, I've been waiting for you.” Andrea's voice interrupts my thoughts. “I already changed and everything, couldn't find you anywhere.”I turn around.She's standing at the entrance to the outdoor terrace, hair down, wearing nothing but a robe loosely tied at the waist, looking at me with that expression she gets when she's been looking forward to something and is mildly annoyed it hasn't started yet.I turn back toward the pool.I’m leaning against the railing, letting the last drag of smoke leave my lungs slowly. I love the silence here, even though it's expensive. No city noise. No neighbours. Just the sound of wind creating small waves across the water and Andrea's bare feet on the stone behind me.She walks over and stops beside me.“Are you okay?”I drop the cigarette, crushing it beneath my slippers. “Yeah,” I say after a second, forcing a small smile. “I was just thinking.”Andrea leans against the railing beside me, studying my face carefull
THE PRICE OF BEING HIS Unstoppable
Chapter Fifty-TwoAndrea's POV“Distinguished guests, esteemed ladies and gentlemen.”Tristan’s deep voice rolls smoothly across the ballroom, calm and effortless, the kind that makes people shut up and listen without needing to ask twice. He stands at the podium like he was manufactured specifically for expensive rooms and intimidating levels of wealth, not a single note in front of him because apparently mortal limitations don’t apply to him.Meanwhile I’m across the room staring like somebody’s embarrassing wife already.Fantastic.The ballroom is packed with people with old money and terrifying smiles, yet somehow Tristan still owns the room without even trying. Every head is turned toward him. Every person is listening.And the annoying part?He’s actually good at this.Not fake-good. Not rehearsed-good.Genuinely good.He speaks about the foundation, about the children the orphanage will serve, about what it means to build something for people who had no say in the circumstance
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