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Chapter 21: A Contract and Control

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last update ปรับปรุงล่าสุด: 2025-05-25 22:03:11

The morning light filtered through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the penthouse, cool and pale against the stark white walls. Janine blinked awake slowly, the unfamiliar softness of the bed making her feel more like a guest than a resident. The plush pillows and expensive linens couldn’t ease the tension sitting heavy in her chest. Her instincts screamed that something was off, and her gut had never failed her before.

She sat up, rubbing sleep from her eyes, and noticed a black folder placed neatly on the nightstand.

A sharp knock followed, crisp and mechanical. The door opened without waiting for permission.

“Miss Pascua,” Theo’s assistant said as he stepped inside. He was dressed immaculately, in a charcoal suit and polished shoes that clicked softly against the wooden floor. “Mr. Guevara instructed me to give this to you. He asks that you read it carefully.”

She stared at the assistant for a second, then reluctantly took the folder from his outstretched hand. He bowed slightly—imp
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    It had been days since that night.Days since Janine let herself fall—body and soul—into Theo’s arms, only to wake up feeling colder than ever.Since then, she kept her distance.Every glance she threw his way was brief, guarded. She spoke to him only when necessary, and even then, her words were clipped, polite, distant. During meals, she stayed quiet. During mornings, she left the room before he even got out of bed. At night, she locked her door—not that he tried to open it.But Theo noticed.And it was driving him mad.She wasn’t yelling. She wasn’t accusing. She wasn’t demanding answers.She was just… gone.Present in body, but far, far away in spirit.It made him restless. Made him remember her lips on his, the way she clung to him like she needed him more than air. And yet now? Now she couldn’t even look at him for more than five seconds.He felt guilty. He wouldn’t admit it out loud, but the silence she left behind was a punishment worse than any confrontation.So when Janine r

  • That Night With The Billionaire    Chapter 26: Morning After

    Janine stirred awake to the sound of a door softly closing.She blinked against the early morning light filtering through the curtains, her body aching, sore in the places where his hands had claimed her, where his lips had scorched her skin. The sheets still held the warmth of him, the scent of him. She instinctively reached to her side—Empty.Her hand brushed against cool fabric. Theo was gone.For a moment, she lay there frozen, her heart twisting.Of course he’s gone.What should I expect?Last night’s memories flooded back like fire. The kisses, the touches, the way he said she was his. The way he looked at her like she was the only woman who existed.And now?Now, the bed was cold. And so was the room.She sat up slowly, pulling the blanket around her chest. Her body betrayed her again by remembering the pleasure, the moans, the way she melted under him.But her mind? Her heart?They were screaming.She wasn’t supposed to feel this way.It was just sex. A sex that pays my mothe

  • That Night With The Billionaire    Chapter 25: Possessive Fire

    Janine barely made it to her bedroom. Her heart was still thudding in her chest, her lips swollen from Theo’s bruising kiss, her thoughts a mess. She gripped the door handle and started to close it—Only to feel it stop with a hard thud.Theo’s hand was there.He shoved the door open with firm resolve, stepping into the room like a man who had lost all restraint.“Theo—what do you think you're—”Before she could finish her sentence, he grabbed her by the waist and crushed his lips against hers.It was chaos. Heat. Hunger.Janine gasped against his mouth, pushing at his chest with trembling hands, trying to catch her breath—trying to remind herself she couldn’t let this happen again.But Theo didn’t give her the space to think.His mouth moved urgently over hers, tongue brushing past her lips, claiming, demanding, consuming. She let out a soft moan before she could stop herself. Her body betrayed her, arching toward him, craving his touch.She tried again to pull away. “Theo, stop… wha

  • That Night With The Billionaire    Chapter 24: A Game of Avoidance

    Janine barely got through the day.After what happened that morning—that kiss, that confession—she’d felt like the ground beneath her had shifted. Every breath she took around Theo seemed too loud, too shaky. So she did what she thought was safest.She avoided him.She stayed in her room all morning, faking a call to her sister about their mother just in case he walked by. She paced her room for hours, phone in hand, pretending to check messages that didn’t exist. Her stomach growled, but she ignored it, telling herself she’d sneak into the kitchen later when it was safe.When noon came, Theo called for lunch, but she didn't go. Instead, she sent a quick message to the house staff that she wasn’t feeling well. No one questioned her. Not even Theo. But that didn’t ease the tension burning in her chest.In the afternoon, the silence grew heavier. She didn’t turn on the TV. Didn’t play music. Just waited. Listening.When she heard the low, distinct growl of Theo’s luxury car pulling out

  • That Night With The Billionaire    Chapter 23: A Fire She Refused to Name

    Janine couldn’t sleep.She rolled from one side of the bed to the other, her sheets twisted around her legs, her mind replaying the same scene over and over—the click of heels, the flash of silk, the curve of the woman’s confident smirk as she entered Theo’s office like she belonged there.That woman was beautiful.Dangerously beautiful.And Janine hated that she noticed.Her heart clenched with something sharp and unrelenting. She tossed the pillow aside and sat up, staring blankly at the dark ceiling. What was this feeling?Rage?Anger?Curiosity?Jealousy?No. No, that couldn’t be it.“I’m not jealous,” she whispered to herself, hugging her knees.Why would she be jealous? It’s not like Theo was hers. He was just her boss. A man who made her sign a deal. A man who—Saved your mother. Your family.Her mind mocked her with that fact. Her jaw clenched. Yes, but everything he gives comes with a cost.But he didn’t touch you. He could’ve taken advantage, but he stopped. He respected you

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