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The Billionaire’s Unexpected Love I Remember in Bits!
May POVI throw up again.The second time since that damned video surfaced.I grip the edges of the bathroom sink like it’s the only thing keeping me upright. My knees shake. My reflection—God. I don’t even recognize her. Skin pale. Lips cracked. Hair knotted. Eyes wide with something that doesn’t have a name.Shame?Fear?Fury?All three. And then some.Outside, I hear him. Low footsteps. Then silence. Then the video playing again. I know the beat of it now, every distorted second. The way my head tilts. The way his hand slides down my spine. The laugh that isn’t quite mine. The gasp that could be.Me. Him.Caught. Claimed. Collapsed into a scandal we can’t even remember being part of.I splash cold water on my face and step out.He doesn’t look up. He’s sitting on the armchair, elbows on his knees, phone in hand. Watching the tape again. But the sound’s off this time. The room’s quiet. Unbearably quiet.“Was this you?” he asks, not even turning his head.The words land like a slap.
The Billionaire’s Unexpected Love After the Dust
I haven’t slept. Not really. Not since the symbol showed up. Not since I found the mirror carved like a warning in Lena’s old room, not since the letter slid under the door like a whisper. You’ve seen enough. Walk away, May. Or disappear like her. That line keeps looping through my head. Even now. Even as Saint breathes softly beside me, thumb curled near his cheek, body curled close like he knows something I don’t. And maybe he does. John’s on the other side of the bed. Silent. Awake. I can tell by the way the light from his phone screen flares and dims every few minutes. He doesn’t scroll. Just stares. Like he’s waiting for something to crash through the silence. We’re in the same room now—for safety, not comfort. That’s what he said. But it feels like something else. Like some thread neither of us wants to name is pulling taut between us. He hasn’t brought up the flash drive again. I haven’t told him it was stolen. We’re both holding things back. Trying not to look directl
The Billionaire’s Unexpected Love The Vanishing
May’s POVJohn hadn’t said another word after his confession—“What if I ignored her into an early grave?”Just sat on the edge of the bed, head in his hands, his silence louder than any scream.I wanted to reach for him. To close the gap between us. But grief made him untouchable, like something still burning.So instead, I left the room without saying goodbye.Maybe I should have.Because the next morning, everything changed.I took Saint out for the day. A quiet park tucked behind old trees, away from cameras and staff whispers. He ran with the other children, but he kept glancing over his shoulder. Watching me. Like he expected me to disappear.We returned just before sunset.The mansion loomed ahead, its windows glowing faintly gold in the fading light.But something was off the moment I turned the key in the door.Silence.No security. No staff chatter. No hum from the walls.Saint pressed against my side. “It feels cold,” he said.I brushed his hair gently. “Go upstairs, okay? L
The Billionaire’s Unexpected Love Whispered Truth
May’s POVJohn stood at the window, his back rigid, fists clenched. Rain tapped steadily against the glass like it was trying to speak on Lena’s behalf. The mansion, for once, felt too big. Too quiet.And I was tired of quiet.I stepped into the room, holding the small speaker in my hand. The last voice file had finally played after hours of trial-and-error with the code Saint had drawn. L.B.17.08—Lena’s initials and a date. Maybe the day she knew she wouldn’t survive.I didn’t give John a warning. I just pressed play.Lena’s voice crackled, small and terrified:“They want my silence. I have proof. If I don’t make it, it’s on the drive. You have to believe me. One of them smiles too much. One of them never blinks. He said I wasn’t needed anymore—like I was disposable.”John turned slowly. His face didn’t change, but his silence did—it went from dismissive to rattled. I paused the recording.“Who was she talking about?” I asked.He didn’t answer. Just looked past me.“John.” I stepped
The Billionaire’s Unexpected Love The Man in Lena’s Dairy!
May POVThe following morning, I didn’t go looking for it.I was just trying to breathe.The library had become my place of quiet—the only room left untouched by cameras, whispers, or warnings. It still smelled like mahogany and old perfume, like knowledge that had been forgotten rather than stolen.Saint had fallen asleep early. John was locked in the security room, speaking in clipped, hushed tones with someone I didn’t recognize—someone he called “director.”I didn’t ask.I was tired of asking and hearing less than the truth.So I ran my fingers across the spines of the books in Lena’s section. Not because I was suspicious.Because I missed her.The version of her I never knew—but felt in everything: the walls, the light, the air.Then one of the books gave way.I jerked back as the shelf trembled slightly.I pressed it again.Nothing.I tried from the side this time, my palm flat, following the grain of the wood—and heard the softest click.A hidden panel.It swung open like a bre
The Billionaire’s Unexpected Love House on Lockdown
May’s POVThe mansion transformed overnight.Guards on every floor.Cameras repositioned.Access logs double-checked.Keypads reprogrammed.John didn’t sleep. He just moved from room to room with a new, simmering silence—like a man trying not to fall apart in public.“It’s just a precaution,” he said, more to himself than to me.But nothing about this felt like precaution.It felt like panic.Like war.The flash drive was gone.One minute it was in the drawer beneath my favorite books—the one no one ever touched—and the next, it wasn’t.No sign of forced entry.No broken lock.No fingerprints.Just absence.I stared into the drawer like it would blink and return. But it didn’t. The hollow space was almost cruel in how neatly it mocked me.I went to John.He didn’t even ask how it vanished.He just stared at the wall for a long time before muttering, “They’re in the house.”That afternoon, I found one of the new maids in the west wing, standing just beyond the linen closet. She had her
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