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The Billionaire’s Regret 182: YOU’RE SAFE.
NATE’S POV With every sob that tore from her throat, the fire in my chest burned hotter. My fists clenched, the need to destroy the bastards who did this nearly choking me. But I couldn’t leave her. Not like this. Not when she was shaking in my arms. That snake tattoo— it’s enough for me to find them and the plate number on the van. “There, there…” I murmured, cradling her gently. “You’re okay. You’re safe now, El.” Another sob escaped her, ragged and broken. “I won’t let anything happen to you,” I whispered, pressing my lips against her temple. Her trembling hands clung to my shirt, her tears soaking through the white fabric like guilt I couldn’t wash away. “He was… he was going to take me,” she choked out. “But he didn’t,” I said firmly. “He didn’t. I’m here now. Everything’s going to be fine.” But the words were more for me than for her. Because the truth was… if I had arrived even a minute later, they would’ve taken her. They weren’t bluffing. Even if the d
The Billionaire’s Regret 181: NOT ON MY WATCH.
ELARA’S POV “New architect?” “Yes.” “Congratulations,” I say, my voice pitched a little too high. “Thanks el” “I’m going to show, him around the apartments, so he could get some insight on the place- you should come along” “I’m afraid I can’t today, i need to find new, lamps and vases and I have somethings to take care of” I leave without, waiting for a response. The thought of nico being the new, artichet felt a little odd but I don’t think much of it. ***** The first store I went to had nothing I wanted, The second is worse. By the time I’m walking into the third vintage shop, the sky has turned a dark, angry grey. I hadn’t even noticed how long I’d been searching how long I’ve been trying to distract myself from the fact that Nico is likely going to start working with me. But I don’t have time to dwell on it. The sharp slaps of rain start just as I’m walking back to my car. Within seconds, I’m soaked. Water trails down my back, my pants cling to my legs, an
The Billionaire’s Regret 181: NEW ARCHITECT
ELARA’S POV The drive to the site is quiet, no music, no calls. Just the hum of the engine and the slow, sharp creep of the headache pulsing behind my eyes. “You’re late,” Kyle greets me the second I step inside, his usual frown in place. “Again.” I almost smile. His grumbling’s basically part of our routine now. We don’t even have a fixed schedule for my visits here, but he complains every time, and I let him. Maybe because I find it a little amusing. Maybe because he hasn’t been around much lately, thanks to the whole architect mess. These days, it’s mostly me and the new designer… or Rob. “Good morning to you too, Kyle.” “It’s twelve in the afternoon.” “It’s all the same, Kyle.” I roll my eyes with a small smile. “The items you ordered were already delivered.” “Already? I thought they weren’t coming until twelve-thirty?” “Well, they turned out to be efficient and punctual—unlike somebody else.” “Somebody else has other jobs to handle, you know.” I follow him through the e
The Billionaire’s Regret 180: I'M FINE
ELARA’S POVIt’s been a week since I last saw Nate— or heard from him.It’s nothing new. We’ve gone years without talking before.So going a week without his appearance should not feel like this.It's not new to me, plus all the times I've seen him, I couldn’t stand being around him; I always end up getting mad at him for the stupid things he does. but its not his first time going MIABut this time… this time feels different.Maybe it’s because of how we left things.After all he said, I knew I was wrong for once, but then again, I was frozen in place. His words echoing in my head, repeating like a broken recordI couldn’t shut off. I couldn’t stop.And I couldn’t even bring myself to text him.Or call.Or try to clear things up.It was like my whole body locked up.I couldn’t.I just couldn’t.And for the rest of the week I culd even search up his name on my contacts.“El?”Elliot’s voice cut through the silence, snapping me out of my haze.“Yes?” I blink, sitting a little straight
The Billionaire’s Regret 179: IS HE WORTH IT?
Silence takes over, and then only thing I can hear is my beating heart and the sound of cars, passing through the streets. “I checked into the guys,” he said quietly breaking the silence. “It seemed they got the wrong house. And… well, they aren’t any threat. In the end, it was just like you predicted.” I couldn’t utter a single word. Only stared — like something had gotten hold of my tongue and refused to let go. “I guess my mess-ups were worse than I thought,” he let out a chuckle, but it came out hollow. Sad. His face didn’t show much, but his eyes… his eyes gave him away. “I’m sorry for the inconveniences I’ve caused. I know there are a lot of them,” he continued. “There isn’t anything I can do to make it up to you… right?” I swallowed a lump I didn’t even know was there. My mouth had gone dry. I was out of words. Heck could even think of anything to say “Nate…” “No. El, you don’t have to say anything. I understand.” But you don’t’ I wanted to say but I co
The Billionaire’s Regret 178: THERE'S A MISUNDERSTANDING
ELARA’S POV He stood there like everything was fine. I didn’t know what made me angrier: the fact that he was still smiling after what he did, or the fact that a part of me still reacted to him. Still felt something when I saw that smile. I wanted to turn around. I wanted to walk right past him and pretend he didn’t exist. But I couldn’t. Not this time. I stepped closer, heels clicking against the pavement like warning shots. He straightened up when he saw me coming, and I swear, he had the audacity to look relieved. Relieved! I stopped just short of him, eyes locked onto his. “El,” he waved. “Why are you here, Nate?” I snapped. “Did your minions tell you I found the tail you sent to follow me, and now you’re doing it yourself, or what?” “Minions?” “Don’t play dumb with me, Nate. I know you sent that guard or whatever to tail me,” I spat, running my hand through my hair with zero care who might be watching. “I don’t know why I keep thinking you’ll ever chang
The Billionaire’s Regret 177: YOU’RE NOT MY CONCISE
ELARA’S POV Nico’s words struck something in me. I hated that he was right. Hated it even more that I couldn’t argue back. But can I really blame him? I let this happen. Asher said he was told to keep an eye on Mrs. Hales. Only one person would call me that. Nate. Mimi called him my husband too. Of course it was him. Who else would have the money, the reach, or the nerve? He said he was changing. Said he wanted to be better. And after Mimi called me, and told me what he did… a little part of me wanted believe that he was maybe changing. But then he does this? Hiring someone to follow me without saying a word? He’s going back to doing that again. Acting like he knows what’s best for me. “Asher, right?” I ask calmly, even though my chest feels like it’s twisting in on itself. He nods, eyes down, clearly uncomfortable. “You can go.” I hand him his ID card. “What do you mean he can go?” Nico snaps, cutting through the moment like a blade. His fists are cle
The Billionaire’s Regret 176: YOU MIGHT BE IN DANGER.
ELARA’S POV “Why were you following us?” Nico barked, tightening his grip around the stranger’s throat. The man shoved at Nico’s arm, trying to break free, but before he could get a good grip, Nico slammed him back against the wall again. His fist connected with the guy’s jaw, knocking the sunglasses clean off his face. Even though he was muscular, the man looked young. Maybe nineteen, maybe even younger. “I. Was. Not. Following you!” he spat, trying to wriggle out of Nico’s hold, but Nico was stronger and his grip firm. “Who sent you?” Nico growled, jaw tight as the man’s face began turning red. “Call the cops, El,” Nico ordered, My hands fumbled with my bag as I scrambled for my phone, nerves making my fingers clumsy. “Wait!" i pause,"Please, it’s not what you think,” he forced out, voice tight. Nico’s grip didn’t waver. His arm locked the guy in place, pinning him hard against the wall. He opened his mouth again, tried to speak, but the words wouldn’t come. “P
The Billionaire’s Regret 175: I WASN'T BEING PARANOID.
ELARA’S POV I simply stared at him, no words coming out. I was still trying to process why he was here. Now, of all times — after being gone for what felt like forever. It had been months, and the last time we saw each other, we didn’t exactly part on good terms. At least, that’s how I remembered it. “It’s been a while, El,” he said, his smirk widening as he lowered himself into the chair across from mine. He pushed a cup across the table. “Have the coffee. It’s just the way you like it in june- full of ice, lots of milk, and extra whipped cream.” My gaze dropped to the cup in front of me. It was sweating lightly, the ice already beginning to melt. As tempting as it looked, I didn’t take a sip. Instead, I reached out and moved it to the side of my desk. “Thank you for the coffee,” I said, forcing a small smile. “It’s been a while, Nico. Where have you been?” I asked, keeping my tone neutral. He leaned back in his chair, one arm slung casually over the side. “Well, you know… bus
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