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Chapter 7
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The Billionaire's Mistress Chapter 7
Vlada glanced at her wristwatch for the fifth time in ten minutes. Her arms stayed tightly folded against her chest, one finger tapping rhythmically against her elbow like a silent metronome. The sun had dipped low, casting long shadows over the pavement outside the covered court. Leila should’ve been out by now—class had ended a while ago. And Leila? She was never late, not when going home was the highlight of her day.With a quiet sigh, Vlada shifted her weight and eased herself onto a nearby bench, wincing as she stretched her legs. She tugged at the hem of her shirt, trying to smooth it down as if that could make her feel less exposed. Her eyes flicked around, wary. The court always made her skin crawl—too many lingering stares, too many boys with nothing better to do.A sharp whistle sliced through the air behind her.She stiffened.Another whistle, closer.She clenched her jaw, fixing her gaze straight ahead, pretending she hadn’t heard.“Ignoring me, huh? What a snob.”She rose
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[Flashback six years ago]“Vladimirovna de Silva, wake up! For goodness’ sake!”A groggy groan slipped from Vlada’s lips as she buried her face deeper between her folded arms, the cold surface of the desk pressing against her cheek. She didn’t budge, even as Leila stood over her, tapping her shoulder for what had to be the tenth time.“Vlada, seriously. It’s break time. I’m starving. You skipped breakfast and now you’re skipping lunch too? Do you have a death wish or something?”Vlada mumbled, voice muffled by her sleeves. “Just five more minutes. I’m not hungry.”“You always say that,” Leila huffed, plopping down beside her. “You’ve practically disappeared. Have you even looked in a mirror lately? Or are you too busy playing mom to your imaginary five kids?”Vlada winced, slowly peeling herself off the desk like a half-deflated balloon. Her back cracked as she stretched, groaning softly.Leila’s voice softened, but only slightly. “You’re twenty, not forty. Live a little.”“I would,” V
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“F-ck,” Lazare breathed, his voice tight, barely audible.His muscles coiled like a spring, fingers braced hard against the wall on either side of her. His breath came hot and shallow. The air between them thinned. Vlada’s back met the cold surface, and his frame closed in around her, leaving no space, no escape.She could feel the tension pulsing off him—restrained, electric.And she knew then: he was cornered, and so was she.She could almost feel the heat rolling off him, not from fear, but frustration—the kind that only surfaced when she got involved. His mother. The one woman who knew exactly where to twist the knife.“Lazare Ibañez!” The voice came shrill and sharp, echoing through the grand corridor like a gavel. “Who is that girl you're hiding?! This is outrageous! You're engaged! What would Lazarus say if he knew about this filth?!”Lazare’s jaw clenched. His eyes shut tight as though bracing for impact. Every muscle in his face went still—too still.Fear clawed at the edges
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Vlada sat alone at the table, spooning the last bit of bacon from her bowl. The silence was a small mercy—no eyes on her hands, no quiet tension pushing her to eat faster, straighter, quieter.Her chair scraped softly against the marble as she stood, the sound oddly satisfying. The terrace door gave under her palms with a familiar heaviness, the glass cool even in the morning sun. She paused at the threshold, letting her eyes fall shut. A breath in. The faint scent of jasmine. The soft brush of wind curling around her ankles.She stepped out.Everything was exactly where it had always been—the iron chairs, the pale stone railing, even the crack in the third tile over. She stared at it, her chest tight with the kind of ache that doesn’t belong to the present.So many evenings she’d stood here, watching the light drain from the sky while waiting for Lazare to come home. And still, part of her waited.“It’s… amazing,” she whispered. The word didn’t feel quite right, but it was the best s
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“Business tycoon Lazare Ibañez, son of the late race driver Lionel Ibañez, is now in the eye of a storm. A photograph from his engagement party last night has surfaced, showing him in a compromising position with an unidentified woman, who is not his fiancée, the acclaimed actress Nicole Asuncion. Efforts are underway to reach Mr. Ibañez for his statement on the matter. Stay tuned for further updates—”Vlada turned off the television and she put the remote on the table. She reached for her phone and dialed Michael’s number. “Michael!” she screamed in excitement. He chuckled on the other line. “Yeah, you’re very much welcome, Vlada.”“No, I really want to thank you for helping me. It means a lot.”“Silly girl. You don’t have to thank me. I should be thanking you for actually helping me secure my position in our company. This news reached a lot of people. This is the biggest controversy, to be honest.”“Will they be able to know who I am?” she asked. “Maybe yes but they wouldn’t focu
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Her heart pounded in her chest, the echo of despair whispering that escape from Lazare was impossible. But then, a miracle—the shrill ring of Lazare’s phone pierced the tense silence. As his attention shifted, his hand diving into his pocket to get his phone, she seized the moment. Each step she took was a relief, putting distance between them. The air filled her lungs, sweet and liberating, a stark contrast to the stifling fear that had gripped her moments ago.“Yeah? I'll return shortly,” Lazare’s voice echoed into the garden, his gaze locked onto her, unyielding. The cigarette hanging loosely from his lips found its end on the ground, extinguished under the weight of his boot. It did not take long enough and the conversation concluded, but the intensity in his eyes remained as he slid his phone back to his pocket.Her words danced in the air, a playful taunt, “Your fiancée seemed to miss you already.”A smirk played on Lazare’s lips, his left hand casually disappearing into his po
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