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Chapter 110: Harlin's death
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The Lost Billionaire’s Lover Chapter 111: Realizations
KIAN'S POV The silence after Harlin’s fall stretched long enough for doubt to slither in. But something gnawed at me—a need to know, to be sure.I climbed carefully down the worn cliffside path, keeping my eyes on the rocky shoreline below. The ocean thundered, angry and endless, but there—caught between jagged stones—was Harlin.He was alive. Barely.Groaning. Bleeding.I scrambled the rest of the way down and knelt beside him.His eyes fluttered open as I turned him on his side, checking his wounds.And that’s when I saw it.The scar.A crooked line just below his collarbone.It wasn’t the scar that chilled me.It was the tattoo inked over it: a faded anchor and the letters KD—Kian Davenport.No one should’ve had that mark but me.I pulled his shirt down further. My breath caught in my throat.The same birthmark. Same shape. Same place.And suddenly, the memories rushed in.************We were in a sunlit room, small hands grasping Lego bricks. He was younger by two years, always
The Lost Billionaire’s Lover Chapter 110: Harlin's death
KIAN'S POV The warehouse stood like a dark monolith at the edge of the city’s industrial sector. I’d been here before—in my old life. Before the ocean swallowed me. Before Harlin betrayed me.The air was heavy with rust and smoke as I stepped through the broken side door, heart hammering against my ribs. My hands were clenched into fists. I didn’t bring a weapon. I didn’t need one. Not tonight.Not for this.Inside, five of my core staff—people I had personally hired, people who had helped Lena and I rebuild the empire—were bound at the wrists and ankles, gagged and slumped against steel support beams.And there he was.Harlin.Leaning against a metal table with that smirk. That goddamned smirk I’d once mistaken for charm. He had a crowbar in one hand, twirling it like a toy.“You came,” he said, voice echoing through the warehouse.“I always finish what I start.”He dropped the crowbar with a clang and stepped forward. “You really couldn’t stay dead, could you?”“Neither could you,”
The Lost Billionaire’s Lover Chapter 109: Wedding plans
Weeks passed. The threat of Harlin faded into background noise, like an old scar that no longer ached but refused to vanish. Lena and I had moved back into a rhythm. Our lives were marked by laughter, shared meals, boardroom wins, and private evenings full of whispered promises and dreams. But deep down, I knew peace with Harlin was temporary. That morning, Lena had kissed me goodbye before rushing to a board meeting. I stayed back to finalize plans for a new expansion project. Something about the way she touched my hand lingered with me—a nervous energy neither of us addressed. The sky had turned gray by noon. A dense humidity hung in the air like something waiting to fall. I was driving through a quiet back road on the edge of Hudsonville, a shortcut I’d taken dozens of times, when I noticed the black SUV in my rearview mirror. No plates. I eased my foot off the gas. The SUV sped up. By the time I reached the next turn, it was already beside me. BAM! The SUV rammed into t
The Lost Billionaire’s Lover Chapter 108: No Fear in sight
KIAN'S POV The day after our visit to the hilltop, Lena and I decided it was time to get proper medical checkups. After everything—the beatings, the adrenaline, the close calls—we owed our bodies some peace.The hospital sat on the quieter edge of the city, with white-washed walls, green courtyards, and clean halls that smelled faintly of antiseptic and lavender. The staff recognized us, a few even whispering about "Mr. Kiander" and "Ms. Whitmore" as we walked in. We ignored it, hand in hand, tired but together.They took Lena in first for her diagnosis. She had been complaining of sharp stomach cramps and a recurring migraine since the previous day. I waited in the hallway, pacing slowly.When she returned, her face was unreadable."Everything alright?" I asked, immediately at her side.She nodded slowly. "Stress, fatigue, mild dehydration. Nothing too alarming."I exhaled in relief.Then it was my turn."We’ll be giving you a tension-relief massage along with your vitals, sir," the
The Lost Billionaire’s Lover Chapter 107: Makeup
KIAN'S POV The day after our visit to the hilltop, Lena and I decided it was time to get proper medical checkups. After everything—the beatings, the adrenaline, the close calls—we owed our bodies some peace.The hospital sat on the quieter edge of the city, with white-washed walls, green courtyards, and clean halls that smelled faintly of antiseptic and lavender. The staff recognized us, a few even whispering about "Mr. Kiander" and "Ms. Whitmore" as we walked in. We ignored it, hand in hand, tired but together.They took Lena in first for her diagnosis. She had been complaining of sharp stomach cramps and a recurring migraine since the previous day. I waited in the hallway, pacing slowly.When she returned, her face was unreadable."Everything alright?" I asked, immediately at her side.She nodded slowly. "Stress, fatigue, mild dehydration. Nothing too alarming."I exhaled in relief.Then it was my turn."We’ll be giving you a tension-relief massage along with your vitals, sir," the
The Lost Billionaire’s Lover Chapter 106: Hilltop Moment
KIAN'S POV The next morning, I packed the basket myself.I didn’t tell Lena where we were going until she stepped out of the house, arms folded and eyes skeptical as she spotted the checkered blanket peeking out of the back seat."Really?" she asked, tilting her head. "A picnic? After everything?""Especially because of everything," I replied.She didn’t argue. She just got in the car.The drive was quiet at first. A fog of recent fights still lingered, despite our talk the night before. Her hands stayed in her lap, mine on the wheel. Our glances met in the mirror more than they did face to face.But when we arrived at the clearing—our old spot in the countryside, where the sun hit the grass just right and wildflowers bloomed like scattered paint—Lena finally smiled."You remembered this place too," she said.I nodded. "We used to come here when we wanted to escape the pressure. The noise."We laid the blanket down under the tallest oak, its limbs like arms shielding us from the wor
The Lost Billionaire’s Lover Chapter 105: Love on thin ice
I sat on the edge of the villa’s patio, nursing a wound on my side as the sea breeze cooled the sweat on my brow. The chaos had subsided—Harlin was captured, Mr. Clementine was dead, and the crew had retreated into silence. Lena stood by the railing, arms crossed over her chest, her gaze distant and unreadable. Mr. Alcante leaned against the wall near us, arms folded, watching the tide. I turned to Lena, my voice low. "This place... it’s familiar because I bought it. For you." She turned sharply. "What?" I nodded. "I remembered. Last night. Everything. The proposal. The villa. Us." Her lips parted, eyes wide. Alcante turned to me slowly, as if confirming what he thought he’d never hear. I smiled faintly. "It’s all coming back now. The dreams, the voices. They were memories. This place—this was going to be our getaway. Our future." Lena didn’t smile. She didn’t even move. Her jaw clenched as her hands curled tightly at her sides. "You remember everything?" she asked quietly.
The Lost Billionaire’s Lover Chapter 104: Finally!
KIAN'S POV I could barely lift my head, but I saw the fire in Harlin’s eyes. The barrel of his revolver hovered just inches from my face, and still I stared up at him, not with fear, but with clarity. The kind that only comes after death has been close enough to shake your hand.“If you’re going to shoot,” I told him, “don’t miss.”He didn’t flinch, but something in his stance wavered.Then the sound of tires screeched from above, followed by the thunder of footsteps. The echo of voices bounced off the walls of the car park—commands shouted, boots pounding, metal clinking.Harlin turned his head, just as a flash of gunfire erupted at the far entrance.They came in waves.Mr. Alcante. Lena. And a ragged squad of villagers and misfits, wielding shotguns, old rifles, even crowbars. They weren’t professionals, but they were determined.The moment froze—then chaos erupted.Gunfire cracked through the air like fireworks on a warpath. Harlin’s men appeared from the shadows, firing back, but
The Lost Billionaire’s Lover Chapter 103: Spotted
Harlin's POVThe smoke rose in thick clouds as I limped through the wreckage. Blood still clung to my shirt, mixing with sweat, gunpowder, and the taste of betrayal. Every step was a jolt through my leg, but I didn’t care. The pain kept me focused. It sharpened my rage.The war had come and gone. Most of my men were either dead or had run off. The building felt like it was collapsing on itself. Flames crackled in the distance, and the smell of scorched metal filled the air.But I wasn’t done yet.I knew he’d be crawling somewhere like the rat he was.And there he was.Mr. Clementine. The man who’d built me up, who fed me power and promises like sugar to a starving man. The same man who orchestrated Kian’s downfall, who tied Lena’s future to mine, who thought I’d stay under his thumb forever.He was slumped against a pillar, one arm clutching his side. His coat was torn, one shoe missing, face smeared with blood.Still breathing.Barely.I raised my revolver and took a step closer, the
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