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The Billionaire's Bargain 75.
CHRISTIANThe slam of the door echoed after Liam left. It was a statement. A warning shot. A “fuck you” shot. And I deserved it.I stood in the basement a moment longer, surrounded by blood, silence and the stares of Ryuji, Renji, and Ryuji’s men. My knuckles throbbed. My jaw was sore. I’d barely felt Liam’s punch when it landed, but now the bruise was starting to bloom.Good. Maybe pain would drown out the echo of my own voice saying those words out of my head.I didn’t ask you to come—I got a distraction.“Already having marriage problems, Hilton?” Renji asked in a mocking tone.“Mind your fucking business.” I replied in a warning tone.“Or what? You’ll hit me like you hit your friend?” He said accusingly.“Keep talking and we’ll find out–““Enough, both of you, if Christian is having issues with his wife, it doesn’t concern us, but we can only hope they sort it out,” he said, staring at me intensely. “Go home, work out your shit, and if you don’t, consider the next time you're her
The Billionaire's Bargain 74.
CHRISTIANShe was gone when I got back.The penthouse was quiet. It wasn’t the good kind of quiet—the kind that settled deep in your chest like a warning. Like something had been ripped out of the room and replaced with stillness.Liam was seated in the living room when I had gotten back, his elbows resting on his knees, staring at the blank TV screen. The kind of stare that meant he didn’t need it on to be replaying something worse.“She left?” I asked, though I already knew the answer.He didn’t look at me. “What do you think?”I looked toward the hallway. The bedroom door was open, the bed made, and her things—gone.“She didn’t even—”“She tried,” Liam cut in. His voice was rough. “You were too busy telling her she didn’t belong here.”I clenched my jaw. “I didn’t mean it like that.”“But you said it like that.” He roared.“She knew what this was—”“Yeah,” Liam snapped, standing. “She knew it was hard. And dangerous. And bloody. And she still came anyway when I called, Christian. B
The Billionaire's Bargain 73.
PENELOPENew York looked exactly the same. It didn’t care that I left. It didn’t blink when I came back.The sky was cloudy, and the air carried that late-winter, early-spring chill that made you wrap your arms tighter around yourself—even if you weren’t cold. Maybe especially if you weren’t cold.Alfred stood by the car at the terminal, arms crossed, dressed in that same black coat he wore with unbothered elegance. Jess was in the passenger seat, waving like a madwoman, she looked cute—sort of.I smiled, as fake and bright as I could manage. “Hey, you two.”Jess hugged me the second I reached the car, as she got out excitedly, whispering, “You look like you slept through the apocalypse.”“I probably did.” I snorted.She pulled back and searched my face for something. I didn’t let her find it. “We missed you, and no Alfred doesn’t need therapy, maybe we might have to check his sugar level, because I’ve fed him with nothing but sugar, asides that I promise you, I didn’t bother Alfred.”
The Billionaire's Bargain 72.
PENELOPEI flipped the last pancake onto the growing stack on the plate and stepped back with a satisfied hum. It was the first real quiet moment I’d had in what felt like weeks.Well—quiet enough.I was still riding the aftershocks of last night. My thighs were sore in places that had no business being sore. My arms ached, my jaw ached, my throat ached, my voice had a slight rasp. And I felt… incredible.He let me have control. Let me wreck him. Let me pleasure him the way he always had me. I’d never seen him like that before—his head thrown back, his eyes rolling, and his body trembling under my touch. The sound he made when he came? I was going to keep that tucked away in a vault and play it in my head like a favorite playlist.It made me smile like an idiot while I poured syrup into a dish. Doing a little happy dance in my head.Behind me, footsteps padded into the kitchen. “Something smells like sin,” Liam’s voice announced, and I turned to see him hop up onto the counter, yawnin
The Billionaire's Bargain 71.
CHRISTIANThe moment we stepped into the penthouse, it felt a lot more peaceful than it had in days. She was here, and that was all the peace I needed. Liam disappeared with a tired wave, mumbling something about retiring from both security work and dessert-testing for good.Penelope walked ahead of me, slipping off her sandals, stretching her toes with a soft sigh that somehow echoed louder in my head than it did in the room. The curve of her spine, the way her dress clung to her hips—it wasn’t fair. Not after dinner. Not after the silence. Not with the dull ache still tucked beneath my ribs.“You good?” she asked over her shoulder.“Better now.” I said with a faint smile.She tossed a glance at me and disappeared into the bathroom. I followed quietly, wanting, because I had missed touching her, I had missed the feel of her beating heart on mine. And if I had died that night, I’d have never gotten to know what it felt like again.We showered in silence, the warm water hit my skin lik
The Billionaire's Bargain 70.
PENELOPERyuji’s house looked like it was made for a scene for a high-budget period drama. The kind that starts with a sword fight and ends with a quiet funeral.It was a wide traditional compound that had shoji doors, wooden frames, soft warm lighting and lanterns hanging in delicate clusters from the ceiling beams. But there were also sleek cars in the driveway and a security system that looked like it could launch a rocket. Japanese. But not.My guess was Hilton Tech. I’m sure that’s why Christian was still stuck in Tokyo for a while. If I’m correct.It smelled like cedarwood and incense, like the inside of a centuries-old shrine someone had spritzed with expensive cologne. Every surface gleamed. Every corner was exact.We were led in by a woman in a pale blue kimono, with a gold obi as she greeted us with a deep bow, ushering us inside. The foyer opened up into a space that was both very traditional and oddly modern. Tatami floors met glass-paneled walls. There were low tables an
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