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Chapter 25: Within His Reach
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The Billionaire's Borrowed Bride Chapter 91: The Call Before Dawn
I didn’t know how I managed to fall asleep that night knowing that my conversation with Leandro had ended badly. Maybe it was exhaustion or maybe my body simply gave up trying to make sense of everything. But even as my eyes closed, my mind never stopped replaying the way he looked at me before walking away, the quiet anger in his eyes that I couldn’t erase no matter how hard I tried. When I woke up the next morning, for a brief, fragile second, I thought everything would be fine. I thought I’d open my eyes and find Leandro lying beside me, his arm resting on my waist like he always did, his breathing steady and close. I imagined the faint warmth of his body beside mine, imagined that maybe the fight we had last night would melt away just like every other misunderstanding between us. But when I turned and found nothing but cold sheets and untouched pillows, a hollow feeling spread inside me. There wasn’t even a trace of him on the bed—no warmth, no faint outline on the sheets—just
The Billionaire's Borrowed Bride Chapter 90: What We’re Fighting For
Our meeting with the organizers finally ended, but my head was still spinning from everything they discussed. They had gone through every tiny detail, from the exact shade of the table linens to the number of flowers in each centerpiece. The venue, the floral arrangements, the guest list, even the tiniest design on the invitations, it all felt overwhelming. I didn’t want to miss anything, so I listened carefully, nodding at every instruction like a student desperate not to fail a final exam. By the time they left, I felt like collapsing on the bed. My feet ached, and my brain was too tired to think. I started folding some of our clothes, trying to calm myself by doing something ordinary. The soft rustle of the fabric was oddly comforting. That was when Leandro suddenly spoke, his voice calm but sure, cutting through the quiet room. “When do you plan to schedule our wedding day? Next month or the month after?” I froze in place. His words hit me like a splash of cold water. I turned
The Billionaire's Borrowed Bride Chapter 89: To the Life We’ll Build Together
Leandro and I celebrated our engagement with so much joy, and what made me even happier was how he refused to leave out the people who mattered to me. Through that gesture alone, I felt even more certain that he truly loved me, that he'd do anything just to make me happy. I stood by the window of our room, holding a glass of wine in my hand, watching my friends laughing and chatting outside. A smile tugged at my lips. It had been so long since I'd seen them this carefree. It was like everyone had escaped their busy, stressful routines for one night. Even Trina, who had just met my work friends for the first time, fit in so naturally that you'd think they'd known each other for years. Leandro blended in, too. He was sitting with them, laughing at Theo's jokes, completely relaxed like he wasn't a boss but just another friend sharing a drink and good company. Seeing him like that made my chest feel warm. "Gigi, sweetheart..." Grandma's voice called softly from the bed. I turned immed
The Billionaire's Borrowed Bride Chapter 88: WILL YOU MARRY ME?
I followed Madame Celestine’s request not to mention to Leandro the conversation we had about the prenuptial agreement she wanted me to sign. It wasn’t because I was scared of her threats, but more because I wanted to show her respect, even if I couldn’t fully understand why she didn’t want Leandro to know about it.Honestly, I wasn’t really afraid of her threat that she’d do everything to drive me away from Leandro’s life. Because deep down, I believed in us. I believed that Leandro and I were strong enough not to let anyone tear us apart. I just kept telling myself that maybe this was one of those trials that every relationship had to face.What annoyed me, though, was how Luciana’s brother had started meddling again, acting like I’d be intimidated by his words or scared into backing off.It had been two days since that confrontation, and within those two days, so many things had happened. I’d spent time bonding again with Theo, Mikha, Via, and a few others from the company who had
The Billionaire's Borrowed Bride Chapter 87: What They Think of Me
I couldn’t speak right away after hearing what Madame Celestine wanted. The mockery in her eyes said it all. She was testing me again, watching closely if I’d falter. And because I didn’t want her to keep thinking I was only after her son’s money, I slowly nodded in agreement. “Good,” she said shortly before exhaling deeply and turning toward her bodyguards. One of them stepped forward, carrying a brown envelope, and handed it to her. My gaze immediately dropped to it, and I already knew what it was, the prenuptial agreement she mentioned. I knew what it meant, but somehow, my mind refused to process everything. She opened the envelope with deliberate calmness, pulling out a stack of thick documents before sliding them across the table toward me. Even in her poise, I could feel the weight in her every move, a silent reminder of the vast distance between our worlds. “This,” she said in a low, measured tone, “is the prenuptial agreement.” My chest tightened as my eyes landed on th
The Billionaire's Borrowed Bride Chapter 86: Lunch with the Woman Who Knew
I knew that Leandro and I still had a lot of problems to face, but somehow, the words he said during the press conference eased something heavy inside me. Our relationship still had its cracks, but at least some of the tension had lifted and that was already a big thing for me. What mattered most was that the truth about Luciana’s lies finally came to light. I didn’t have to explain myself anymore because Leandro did that for me. When I entered the office the next morning, the whispers that used to follow me everywhere were gone. Some people even greeted me warmly now, while others smiled in a way that almost looked apologetic. Of course, there were still a few who pretended not to see me, just quick glances before they turned away. I understood that. Not everyone could easily accept the truth, especially when I was just an ordinary woman who somehow found herself in a world like this. A world where everyone came from privilege, and I was the only one who didn’t. They’ve been here
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