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Chapter 17: The Checkpoint
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The Billionaire’s Blood Debt: Ruined by My Enemy Chapter 173: He Was Here
Elowen's POVI woke before the dawn light had even touched the window blinds.For days, the first thing that hit me every morning was the suffocating reek of the hospital: rubbing alcohol, scorched heating coils, bleach, and the bitter trace of iodine.This morning was different.I took a slow, shallow breath, and my chest seized.The stale hospital air had been cut through by something entirely foreign to this room—a crisp, sharp scent of cold terrace rain, dry cedarwood, and the heavy, unmistakable musk of tailored cashmere and amber soap.Killian.My eyes snapped wide.My heart gave a violent, erratic thud against my ribs, sending a high, nervous spike across the monitor screen. I whipped my head to the side, ignoring the white-hot ache flaring in my neck and pelvis, my gaze darting straight
The Billionaire’s Blood Debt: Ruined by My Enemy Chapter 172: I Can't Do This
Elowen's POVBy the seventh day, the plastic armchair beside my bed had collected a thin layer of dust.Diego hadn't come back.Every morning, I watched the sliding glass door with a knot of anticipation tightening in my throat. Every time the rubber soles of hospital shoes squeaked in the hallway, my heart gave a small, foolish leap, thinking it was him.At first, I made excuses for him. I told myself his restoration agency was falling apart under the city's permit violations. I told myself he was stuck in municipal offices, arguing with inspectors, or running around job sites trying to protect his workers' paychecks. Diego was an architect with responsibilities; he couldn't drop everything just to sit in a room that smelled of antiseptic and misery.But by Wednesday afternoon, the silence had stretched too long to ignore.My phone sat on the rolling nightstand. I picked it up with shaking fingers and dialed his number.The line rang.One. Two. Three. Four. Five.Then came the mechan
The Billionaire’s Blood Debt: Ruined by My Enemy Chapter 171: No One Stays When You Break
Elowen's POVThe days following the accident dissolved into a blur of bright lights, cold steel, and the heavy fog of painkillers.I was taken into the operating room twice in four days.The first surgery lasted six hours, with doctors working to set the cracked bones in my pelvis with metal plates and screws. The second was meant to relieve the pressure on the pinched nerves in my lower back and repair the torn muscle around my hip.When I finally woke up after the second operation, my body felt like lead. The sharp, tearing pain from the first day was gone, replaced by a dull, throbbing ache that wrapped around my waist like an iron band.A metal frame was bolted around my hips under the sheets to keep everything from shifting. Beside the bed, monitors clicked and hummed, tracking every uneven beat of my heart.Around noon on the fifth day, my lead surgeon, Dr. Alvarez, walked in with two residents trailing behind him. He carried a tablet, his face set in that quiet, guarded way doc
The Billionaire’s Blood Debt: Ruined by My Enemy Chapter 170: The Emergency Contact
Elowen's POVThe first thing that returned was the rhythm.Beep. Beep. Beep.It was a sharp, steady sound drilling into my head. Cold air burned the back of my throat every time I tried to take a breath, smelling of rubbing alcohol, soap, and blood.I tried to turn my head, but a stiff plastic brace was clamped tight around my neck, keeping my chin pointed straight up at the ceiling. Overhead, bright hospital lights flickered through the blur in my eyes.Then the pain hit me.It didn't start slow. It tore into my body like a second crash—a sharp, suffocating agony ripping through my left side. Every tiny breath felt like broken ribs scraping against glass.A broken groan slipped out of my mouth."She’s waking up," a woman’s voice called out nearby. "Her vitals are jumping. Give her something for the pain through the IV."Fast footsteps hurried across the floor. A face leaned into my blurry vision—a doctor wearing blue hospital scrubs, a clear plastic mask, and a stethoscope around her
The Billionaire’s Blood Debt: Ruined by My Enemy Chapter 169: Minutes Away
Elowen's POVFor five days, Manhattan belonged entirely to me.There were no town cars idling at the curb, no security guards checking the perimeter, and no suffocating quiet hovering over an eighty-story tower. For the first time in nearly a year, I woke up whenever I wanted to the sound of pigeons on the windowsill and the smell of toasted bagels drifting from the bakery down the block.Diego made sure I barely had time to sit still.On Wednesday, he pulled me through the modern wing of the Whitney, laughing under his breath as we debated whether a massive canvas covered in gray industrial primer counted as brilliant minimalism or pure highway robbery. On Thursday, we took the train out to Brooklyn, wandering through narrow cobblestone alleys lined with red-brick warehouses, stopping at an outdoor coffee stall to share warm cinnamon pastries in the biting November air.
The Billionaire’s Blood Debt: Ruined by My Enemy Chapter 168: All Over the World
Elowen's POVDiego was leaning against the fender of his battered blue pickup truck when I walked out of Apartment 2B.He wore a dark brown leather jacket, faded jeans, and work boots. When he saw me walking down the steps in the bright November sun, his eyes lit up, and a wide, easy grin spread across his face."Look at you," he said, opening the passenger door for me. "Ready to take the driver’s seat?""More than ready," I said, climbing in.The independent lot Diego brought me to was tucked between two brick warehouses on Eleventh Avenue. There were no flashy neon signs, no high-pressure salesmen in slick suits, and no corporate games. The owner was an older man with gray hair named Sal, who greeted Diego with a firm handshake and a clap on the shoulder."She wants something reliable, elegant, and completely hers, Sal," Diego said. "No junk, no hidden issues.""I got just the thing that came in two days ago," Sal said, nodding toward the back of the lot.He led us to a sleek, dark
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