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293: ANOTHER BATCH OF FLOWERS
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The Billionaire’s Regret 293: ANOTHER BATCH OF FLOWERS
ELARA’S POV The next morning, my reflection looked like someone who hadn’t slept a wink. My concealer couldn’t hide the dullness under my eyes, and my smile in the mirror looked faker than the flowers Nate kept sending. I shoved the thought aside and grabbed my bag. I had no reason to be this irritated, but the moment I stepped into my office, the feeling crawled right back. “Good morning, Miss Westwood,” Olivia greeted. “Morning,” I muttered, already walking past her. “Reschedule the meeting with Davis. I don’t have the patience for his nonsense today.” The door closed behind me, and silence filled the room again. My favorite kind of quiet, except today, it wasn’t comforting. It felt heavy. I threw myself into work, flipping through files, signing off budgets, pretending I wasn’t thinking about last night’s fight. Every word Nate said echoed in my head, sharp enough to sting. “You knew that and still took it off?” The pen in my hand snapped in half. Ink spilled a
The Billionaire’s Regret 292: THIS CONVERSATION IS OVER
ELARA’S POV “It’s nothing,” I smile. “I just got tired of wearing it...” The lie doesn’t come out as smooth as I want, but it’s all I’ve got. “You can’t just get tired of wearing that, El. You know there’s—” “A tracker,” I finish before he can. “To make sure… I’m safe.” The words slip out barely above a breath. “You knew that, and you still took it off?” he says in disbelief, trying to pull away from on top of me. But I grab his collar and pull him closer. “Can we talk about this later? Maybe when you’re not this close and your buttons aren’t all undone?” His eyes bore into mine for a long second before he finally speaks. “You didn’t just take off that pendant for no reason.” if only… Can he just drop it? He stares again, voice tightening. “What did you do with that pendant, Elara?” He sighs, pushing himself off me, that small act was enough to make my chest sting. “I thought we said no more secrets.” I just want to forget about everything that happened
The Billionaire’s Regret 291: THE NECKLACE.
ELARA’S POVThe second I step into the house, silence swallows me whole.No echo of movement, no sound but my own breathing. The kind of quiet that creeps into your bones and tells you you’re alone again.I drop my purse on the table and exhale. The exhaustion in my shoulders fades just enough for my brain to whisper go back out.Maybe grab coffee, maybe just drive around until the world stops feeling like a padded cage. Anything but this emptiness.But then—A soft meow.I look down. “Hey, Mila.”She rubs against my ankle, tail flicking, eyes sleepy but curious. She’s been… different lately. Less moody. She actually lets me touch her now.“You bored?” I ask, crouching to her level and scratching her chin. “Or just hungry?”She purrs like I said the magic word.I lift her and head toward the living area where her food bowl sits, still half full from earlier. I bend down, but something makes me pause.A shadow moves.Tall. Broad shoulders. Standing half in the dark near the hallway.Ev
The Billionaire’s Regret 290: I WAS DESPERATE.
ELARA’S POV “Ma’am w have to get back” Ana spoke jogging after me. As stupid as it sounds… I wanted to know what was going on. The screams were louder and I could tell its woman, calling for help. Just like I did… the Nicolas took me, I screamed for help for a long time in that cell, for days… and no one came for me, what if this woman was getting taken too. I just couldn’t go. “Please, let me go Albert” she cries Then the sound of something heavy hitting metal. a body, maybe. “If you want me to let you go… then fucking pay up damn it! Even I don’t like having to you force on women” this time it was a male voice. I freeze halfway past the alley behind the mall, fingers tightening around my purse. Two men stand over a figure slumped against the wall, boots rising and falling in brutal rhythm. I knew something was wrong. “Didn’t I tell you the next time I see you it’s the money or your life?” one of them growls grabbing her by the neck. “I know but I don’t
The Billionaire’s Regret 289: LET THIS BE THE LAST
ELARA’S POV “You’ve got money,” Jenna wheedles, voice slick. “I just need a few grand. It’ll be nothing to you but a drop in your ocean.” If I didn’t know how good of an actress Jenna was. I could have fallen for this. “You already stole from me. Use that.” She rushes forward. “Please— if you don’t help me, I’ll keep coming.” “For your own good, let this be the last time I see you,” I say coldly. Yanking my hand away. She rolls her eyes and steps closer, hand on her hip. “What are you going to do? Call your precious husband? Your big brother?” she taunts. “You’re too scared to touch anyone, you are a good person I really need…” “Ana!” I roar. My chest is tight; my hands shake just enough that I have to force them to stay still. “Ana!” Ana appears in the doorway like a shadow — tall, controlled, dangerous. “Yes, ma’am?” she answers. “Look at this woman,” I order, pointing. Ana glances at Jenna, then meets my eyes. “Not a glance,” I say. “Look her in the face. Memoriz
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288 ELARA’S POV I can’t stop the dry chuckle that slips out. Of course she wants something. “I’ll be damned before I give you a single dime in exchange for that information,” I say, voice flat. Jenna slowly pushes herself to her feet, squares her shoulders and crosses her arms like she owns the room. “Then I guess you’ll have to bask in your bliss before he takes it again,” she says, eyes glittering. “Oh, so he’s coming back for round two?” I arch a brow, forcing my hands to stop trembling. The itch to grab her collar again claws at me, but I don’t. I can’t. I need to think straight. If she actually knows where Nicolas is, nothing stays the same. “You think he’s hiding in some hole, scared of the feds?” She snap. Her voice is too loud for my liking, but it doesn’t matter. The more I push, the more I need to know. I shrugs, like everything is a joke. “He can plan all he wants. But this time? Things are different. I wanted him to show up” I smile. “But with whatever informat
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