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THE PRICE OF BEING HIS Dinner with the Hales
Chapter Fifty-EightAndrea's POVAll I did was agree.Maybe I should have asked more questions.Maybe I should have asked why Tristan looked so tense after bringing it up. Maybe I should have asked why he spent the entire drive oddly quiet, his fingers tapping against the steering wheel every few minutes.Instead, I just said yes and now I was staring at a mansion that somehow made Tristan's house look modest.“Oh my God.” The words slipped out before I could stop them.The gates alone looked expensive enough to pay off a hundred people's monthly salary and I'm not exaggerating.Tristan glanced at me from the driver's seat.“That bad?”“Your family lives here?”His mouth twitched slightly. “Unfortunately.”The car continued down the long driveway.The mansion seemed to grow bigger the closer we got. Massive white columns framed the entrance. Perfect gardens stretched across the property. Fountains sparkled beneath the evening sun.Everything screamed money.Old money.My stomach tight
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 The gift
Chapter FifteenAndrea’s POV“Do you know what that is?”Tristan’s voice is low and amused as I sit on my knees in the middle of his massive bed, staring at the smooth, egg-shaped toy resting in my palms. The package it came in lies open beside me, tissue paper crumpled around it like expensive wra
THE PRICE OF BEING HIS Morning after
Chapter FourteenAndrea’s POVI wake up the next morning wrapped in the kind of soreness that makes me smile and wince at the same time. My thighs ache, my core feels deliciously used, and there is a pleasant heaviness between my legs that reminds me exactly how thoroughly Tristan claimed me last n
THE PRICE OF BEING HIS Rules and Rewards
Chapter TwelveAndrea’s POVI am curled up on the massive living room couch, flipping through channels on the biggest TV I have ever seen, when Claire’s calm voice cuts through the quiet.“Miss Vale, Mr. Hale is back.”My heart does a stupid little flip. I stand up so fast I almost trip over the so
THE PRICE OF BEING HIS Sores and aches
Chapter ElevenAndrea’s POVI wake up slowly, the kind of slow where my brain is still half-asleep but my body is already screaming at me.Everything aches.My body feels like it has been through a very polite war, sore in places I did not know could ache, heavy in the best and worst ways. The shee
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