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The Billionaire's Rebel Fiancée Chapter 49
Adriana's POVMonday morning arrived with the kind of energy that comes from starting something new and I dressed quickly, choosing the shirt Zayn said made my eyes look brighter, my fingers brushing the necklace he gave me as I fastened it around my throat, the small weight of it is like a soft reminder that he was thinking of me even from three thousand miles away.The apartment felt too quiet without him, no sound of water running in the shower or coffee brewing or his voice asking what I would like to eat, just silence and the lingering scent of his cologne on the shirt I had worn to bed.Reeve Technologies felt different when I walked in, that kind of difference, smelling all new projects, or maybe I am just too excited about this whole project thing, then I noticed I might not be wrong because I could see it immediately in the way people moved through corridors with purpose instead of routine.My inbox showed seven new messages but the one at the top stood out while bothering m
The Billionaire's Rebel Fiancée Chapter 48
Zayn's POVMonday morning arrived with the kind of silence that feels heavy instead of peaceful and I woke alone in my penthouse with sheets still carrying the faint scent of Adriana's perfume even though she had never been here, that was how deeply she had gotten under my skin, I could smell her in rooms she had never entered.The city stretched out beyond floor to ceiling windows, all steel and glass and movement, beautiful in the abstract way postcards are beautiful but empty in every way that mattered.I reached for my phone before my eyes fully opened and the screen showed six in the morning New York time which meant noon in Milan. She would be having lunch, probably at her desk because she always forgot to eat when she was working.I typed quickly, Good morning, did you eat?Her response came within seconds, a photo of a coffee cup beside a half eaten sandwich with the necklace I gave her visible at her throat, Missing you already.Something in my chest loosened and I took a pho
The Billionaire's Rebel Fiancée Chapter 47
Adriana's POVThe elevator ride felt too quiet. Zayn stood beside me holding champagne that had gone warm and flowers that were starting to wilt, his jaw tight, the kind of tension I recognized. Something was wrong and he was pretending it was not.I unlocked my apartment and stepped inside, setting my laptop bag down by the door. He followed, placing the champagne on the counter with careful precision, like he was afraid it might shatter if he moved too quickly."Tell me what is wrong," I said, turning to face him."Nothing.""Zayn."He exhaled slowly, running a hand through his hair. "How was your dinner?""It was fine. The work team, we were reviewing data models for the new project." I paused. "Why?""Who was the man you came home with?"Understanding hit me all at once. "You saw us.""I saw you laughing with him, and I can see you are comfortable around him.""That was Andrew. He is the marketing director leading the project. He walked me home because it was late and we had been
The Billionaire's Rebel Fiancée Chapter 46
Zayn's POVThe plane touched down in Milan as the sun began sinking behind the skyline. I hadn’t slept during the flight, too wired with anticipation to close my eyes. Connor had tried calling three times before takeoff. I ignored all of them.The drive from the airport felt longer than the entire flight. Traffic crawled through narrow streets while I sat in the back of a hired car watching couples walk past cafés, their hands linked, their worlds small enough to fit inside a single moment. That was what I wanted. One weekend where nothing existed except her and me and the space between us finally closed.I had flowers in one hand, champagne in the other, and a reservation at the restaurant where we had our first real conversation months ago. The plan was simple. Show up, sweep her off her feet, remind both of us what this felt like when distance was not constantly pulling us apart.Her apartment building looked the same as I remembered. Clean lines, modern glass, the kind of place th
The Billionaire's Rebel Fiancée Chapter 45
Adriana's POVMonday morning arrived with rain and that restless energy that always came before something new. The conference room filled quickly, voices overlapping as people settled into chairs with coffee and tablets. I chose a seat near the window where I could see both the presentation screen and the door.Paolo walked in first, followed by three people from marketing I recognized but had never worked with directly. Then Andrew stepped through, the consultant who had visited my office a few days ago. He carried the same easy confidence that filled a room without asking for attention.“Everyone, this is Andrew,” Paolo said. “He’ll be leading the consultant team for this project. Andrew, you already know Adriana, but for the rest of you… she’s our lead analyst.”Andrew smiled across the table. “Good to see you again, Ms. Moretti.”“Likewise,” I said, keeping my tone professional.The meeting moved quickly after that. Paolo outlined the project scope while Andrew added context about
The Billionaire's Rebel Fiancée Chapter 44
Zayn’s POVThree days passed like slow erosion, each one wearing away at something I could not pinpoint, as our calls grew shorter but this is not from lack of wanting but because time itself stopped cooperating, her mornings clashing with my nights until even the hours refused to align.Marcus's condition remained stable but fragile, the kind of balance that required constant attention. The doctors used words like monitoring and observation, which really meant they had no idea what would happen next. I sat beside his bed most mornings, watching machines trace his life in green lines, my phone buzzing with emails I did not want to read.The empire was fracturing without me there to hold it together, Singapore wanting answers I could not give from a hospital room, London threatening to pull funding if I did not show up personally, and the board sending increasingly aggressive messages about my absence.I sent Adriana flowers anyway. Then books she had mentioned wanting months ago. Then
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