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The Humiliation
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2026-04-03 15:55:25
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The Billionaire's Regret Lambasted
Chapter Twenty FourThe morning sunlight felt sharper than it had the day before, like knives slipping through the tall glass windows. I blinked against the brightness, my head still heavy from the storm of words that had spilled out last night. My chest ached with the memory, and for a moment I thought I might have dreamed it all. Liam’s face. His steady voice. That impossible suggestion. Marry me.But the ache in my chest told me it had been real.I pushed the sheets away and rose from the bed, my legs trembling as though even standing demanded too much strength. The penthouse felt too large, too quiet, and the silence pressed against me with an almost physical weight. I wanted to run, to disappear, but my body moved slowly, as though caught in invisible chains.The phone on the nightstand lit up, its screen flashing with alerts. At first, I ignored it. I did not want to know. I did not want to see. But curiosity, cruel and relentless, pulled me toward it. My fingers curled around t
The Billionaire's Regret The Offer
Chapter Twenty ThreeMorning creeps in through the tall windows, pale light spilling across the room. My eyes open slowly, heavy from the restless night. The sheets feel too soft beneath me, too warm, and for a moment I almost forget where I am. Then I hear the sound of footsteps outside the bedroom door, steady and measured, and reality crashes back.I am still in Liam’s penthouse.I sit up, rubbing my temples, my chest aching with the memory of last night. The gala, the stares, the whispers. Elizabeth’s venomous words. Daniel’s cruel smirk. They all echo in my head like ghosts that will not leave. I press a hand against my chest, as if I can still those voices by force.The door opens, and Liam steps inside. His shirt sleeves are rolled up, his hair slightly tousled as if he has been pacing. He carries two mugs of coffee, the steam curling up in the air.“You are awake,” he says, his voice low, even.“Yes.” My throat feels dry, my voice faint.He crosses the room and places one mug
The Billionaire's Regret The Night is Over
Chapter Twenty TwoThe ballroom feels louder when I step back in. The lights glare, the chandeliers raining brightness down on all the polished marble, all the gowns that glitter like jewels. The music soars, but it feels too sharp in my ears. My hands are still trembling, even though I press them flat against the folds of my dress to stop them. I can still hear Elizabeth’s laugh. Daniel’s voice calling me names as if I am nothing.And then I see him.Liam stands near the center of the room, towering above most of the men, his black suit cut sharp across his shoulders. His gaze sweeps the crowd as if searching, but the moment I step into the light, his eyes catch mine. Relief flares across his face, subtle but certain, and he moves instantly. He cuts through the room like it parts for him, his steps firm, deliberate. Within moments, he is in front of me, his hand reaching for my elbow as though he needs to confirm I am real.“You were gone longer than five minutes,” he says, his voic
The Billionaire's Regret Altercation
Chapter Twenty OneThe music swells around us, bright violins rising above the low hum of voices. The chandeliers gleam overhead, spilling golden light across the polished floor. I feel dizzy, not from the champagne Liam pressed into my hand earlier, but from everything that has happened tonight. The stares, the whispers, the push, the fall that never reached the ground because he caught me. His presence is still wrapped around me, even as he stands tall at my side.Liam does not hesitate. His fingers find mine, steady and sure, and before I can second guess, he threads our hands together. The warmth of his palm presses into mine, anchoring me. His other hand rests lightly at the small of my back as though he has decided the entire ballroom belongs to us and no one else.“We dance,” he says simply, his deep voice cutting through the music, through the clamor of a hundred watching eyes.My breath stalls. “I don’t know how.”His mouth curves, not quite a smile, more like something restr
The Billionaire's Regret The Save
Chapter TwentyThe silence presses in on me, heavy and suffocating. The line of guests murmurs impatiently behind me, shifting in their glittering gowns and sharp tuxedos, their perfume and cologne mingling with the faint scent of roses that line the stairway. The attendant waits with an unflinching stare, his gloved hand resting firmly on the rope barrier, and Elizabeth’s mocking smile slices straight through me. My hands tremble as I clutch my empty bag, my fingertips brushing uselessly through the fabric once more, searching for something that is not there. The invitation is gone, and so is any trace of confidence I had left.“Without it, you cannot enter,” the attendant repeats, his voice clipped, sharp, like a final strike of a gavel. There is no space for compromise in his tone, no softness, no mercy.The ground feels as though it is tilting beneath me. My pulse pounds in my ears, drowning out the distant murmur of violins that leak from the ballroom. I open my mouth, but no sou
The Billionaire's Regret The lost Invitation
Chapter NineteenThe penthouse glitters with soft light as I finish adjusting the silver gown. The fabric shimmers every time I move, hugging me in a way that feels both terrifying and powerful. My hair is swept into a style the makeup artist created earlier, and my lips gleam faintly under the glow of the chandelier. I hardly recognize the woman in the mirror. She looks untouchable.Then I glance at Liam. He stands by the window, phone to his ear, his suit fitting him like it was crafted with only him in mind. His shoulders are set, his jaw sharp. Even his silence has weight.“Yes, handle it,” he says quietly. “No delays. I will be there shortly.”He ends the call, slips the phone into his jacket, and turns toward me. For a moment he just looks, and the intensity in his eyes makes me press my hands against the folds of my gown to steady myself.“You are ready,” he says.“I think so,” I whisper.“Good.” He takes his cufflinks from the dresser, fastens them with swift precision, and th
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