LOGINShare
100: LIVE A LITTLE.
Last Updated:
2025-02-13 20:14:43
Glittering goldChapter 100. Wow. I’m honestly so grateful to each of you for sticking with this story. It’s because of your support that we’ve made it this far. What’s been your favorite moment so far? And what do you think Nate is going to ask? Let me know? I love hearing your thoughts! Thank you for being part of this journey. 🩷🫶✨
Latest chapter
The Billionaire’s Regret 245: RIGHT CHOICE.
it still hurts and haunts me to this day, I wish I had spoken up, I wish I didn’t believe him. But I know better than to blame myself for his death. He made his choice. When I told Mr. Westwood at the funeral hoping he’d forgive me for staying quiet his exact words were: “There’s nothing to apologize for. You did nothing wrong. You made a promise and kept it. Jeremiah was twenty two, He knew what he was doing.” I held onto those words like they were the only thing keeping me sane. I repeated him to myself until they made sense until the guilt disappeared. I only let Elliot pin his grudge on me because there was no one else close enough to blame. No one else he could scream at. So I let myself become the scapegoat and tried to keep my distance, since he never wanted to hear the full story. But maybe that was my mistake. If I’d cleared everything up back then, maybe he wouldn’t have held that grudge and it wouldn’t have been one of the things stopping us from findi
The Billionaire’s Regret 244: SCAPE GOAT.
NATE’S POV I feel like a fucking loser. Scrambling to my feet, I turn to Elliot. My fist trembling to slam against his already bloodier face: “Our deal… it’s over” I spat “You won. You can keep your fucking grudge and keep blaming me for Jeremy’s death, because I know that’s what all this is really about,” mind and Elliot’s friendship ended the very moment he found out his brother died and knew what killed him. “Blaming you?” Elliot echoes, his jaw tightening with rage. Same as mine. We were both seconds from going at it again. “It’s your fucking fault it happened. It’s your fucking fault my brother is dead, and you think I’m just blaming you?” I swallow the lump in my throat, trying to bite back my words but I couldn’t. It’s time Elliot get some reality check! “If it was my fault Jeremy died, and I had a hand in it…. then I would’ve been in jail by now. Your father wouldn’t have let me marry Elara. I’d be behind bars serving time for killing him. But guess what? I’m fucking i
The Billionaire’s Regret 243: SAME TEAM.
NATE’S POV My knuckles were bleeding. Didn’t matter. Nicolas kept getting back up, laughing like the devil himself. “You just don’t quit, do you?” He growled, and I slamming him into the deck again. “Where is she” he spat. He spat blood and smirked. I don’t respond. I raised my fist again slamming it into him, he didn’t just take her from me but the hell he put her through was too much, I could tell from how scared she look when she saw me and the fact that he fucking put a wire on her? Like she was some animal. My fist throb as I charge for another punch but he dodge it his own fist to my face In a swift move. “Everything is set boss we got her” The voice came from somewhere behind me. One of his men. I froze, and Nicolas grinned wide something feral behind his eyes. “What the hell did you do?” I demanded. But before I could land another punch, he ducked under me and bolted. “HEY!” I shouted, chasing after him. He ran toward the railing, fast, reckless.
The Billionaire’s Regret 242: DARK
ELARA’S POV The pain had dulled to a constant burn around my ankle, the bracelet digging into my skin like it wanted to become one with the bone beneath. But I was getting used to it. Sort of. Maybe it was the adrenaline. Maybe it was because I could see the damn rescue boat on the horizon, inching closer, still too far, like it was dragging time with it. I could still hear Nate’s voice in my head. “Stay here, El. Don’t move. Not until the boat gets to you, okay?” I wanted to listen. God, I wanted to. But everything in me was screaming. They were fighting. The heavy sounds of bodies slamming echoed from the other side of the deck just a few feet from where I was hiding, you could say… I heard a grunt, then multiple curses, Then the unmistakable thud of someone hitting the floor hard. And the sound of another shot made my heart drop. Nate? My body jerked forward before my mind could catch up, only to be yanked back by the searing pulse of pain around my ankle. I gasp
The Billionaire’s Regret 241: ALMOST SAFE
ELARA’S POV The second Nate’s arms wrapped around me fresh sobs tore from my throat. Not just from fear or pain… but from the unbearable weight I’d been carrying for days. His scent, his voice, the strength in his arms it was too much. Too real that it almost felt like a hologram, like it wasnt him, because how could he have found me, its not even possible but then his arms are wrapped around me, its him. Its nate. I gripped his shirt like it was the only thing keeping me grounded. “You’re really here?” I breathed, the words cracking out of me. He cupped the back of my head, pressing his lips to my temple.”yes el, its me” “its you” I echo with a smile my eyes to blurry to study his face. “I’ve got you, El. I’m here.” He places another kiss on my forehead. But relief didn’t come. Not fully, because reality snapped back in with a painful jolt that was wrapped tight around my ankle. “The bracelet,” I gasped, pulling back, my hand shaking as I pushed up the hem of my sweats
The Billionaire’s Regret 240
ELARA’S POV“I’m going on a little trip,” Nicolas said, smiling that same dead smile. The one that didn’t touch his eyes. “When I get back… we’ll start our journey to Majorca.”He leaned down and placed a kiss on my forehead.I didn’t flinch.I didn’t move.But inside?I was screaming.His “affection” always came wrapped in control. Gentle hands hiding the monster behind the mask. And this morning was no different. Every kiss, every soft word, was a leash.“Are you even listening to me?” he asked, annoyed now. I hadn’t moved from the headboard, my body wrapped tight in the heavy duvet like armor.“Yeah,” I whispered, forcing a smile that I couldn’t feel. “I heard you.”He narrowed his eyes, studying me too long. Too quiet. Like he was peeling my skin back to see what I was hiding underneath.“Are you okay?”“Just… a migraine.” I lowered my gaze. “It’s nothing.”He stepped closer, pressed his palm to my forehead. His skin was warm. My stomach churned.“Do you need me to stay back? If y
You may also like
Wet Dreams (Erotica Collection)
Josie frank846.8K viewsWild Epic Desires
F. Prince 525.3K viewsMy Wife is a Hacker
Summer1.8M viewsSIN
MercyCrown1.0M viewsGlamoured Up: I Cast a Spell and Got a Billionaire Husband
Fortune H. N80 viewsThe Brothers Igniting Elise
DawsonSmallson117 viewsContractually Yours, Brother-in-law.
Iyanuoluwa Akinniyi26 viewsTangled In Velvet
Becca Williams202 views
