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Chapter 28: Between Laughter and Silence
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The Lost Billionaire’s Lover Chapter 29: Almosts and Afterthoughts
KIAN'S POV Her breath hovered inches from mine, the warmth of it grazing my lips, but neither of us moved. Not forward. Not away. We were suspended in that delicate space between longing and restraint, the hum of the truck’s engine whispering beneath the tension. Then, as if summoned by the universe just to mock me, my phone buzzed violently in my pocket. Lena blinked, then laughed softly, a breathy sound that stung with its suddenness. I muttered a curse under my breath and pulled away, glancing at the screen. DANNY (NEIGHBOR) I answered with a sigh. “Give me one sec.” Turning slightly away from Lena, I pressed the phone to my ear. “Yo, Kian,” Danny’s voice crackled through. “Just got the figures from the beach committee. You still good for that loan you promised? The event’s getting bigger than we thought.” I stiffened. “Yeah, it’s fine. Consider it covered.” “Cool. Just wanted to make sure before I finalize everything tomorrow.” “I’ll confirm later. Gotta run.” I hu
최신 업데이트 : 2025-04-29The Lost Billionaire’s Lover Chapter 30: Mr Kiander
The day had barely begun when Kian stepped into the building, his steps as measured and focused as they’d always been, yet something felt different. The receptionists at the front desk, who usually offered polite nods or quiet greetings, now seemed unnervingly enthusiastic."Good morning, Mr. Kiander," one of them said with a smile far too bright for the early hour. Her eyes sparkled with something beyond courtesy—awe, perhaps, or curiosity. Kian paused, lips slightly parted, wondering if he had heard wrong.Kiander?The name rang strangely in his ears, like a whisper from a dream he couldn’t quite remember. He managed a small nod and kept walking, brushing the confusion aside. Maybe she had simply misread something on the employee board.But as he moved deeper into the heart of Whitmore Enterprises, the pattern repeated."Good day, Mr. Kiander.""Sir, do you need assistance with your schedule today?""We weren't informed that Mr. Kiander would be visiting this floor today."The whisp
최신 업데이트 : 2025-04-29The Lost Billionaire’s Lover Chapter 31- Shebi!!
Back in the office, Kian slouched into the guest chair in Lena’s room. The air was thick with numbers, paperwork, and the scent of her perfume that always lingered like a calm he hadn’t earned.She looked up from her tablet. “You look like someone kicked your sandwich across the cafeteria.”“Close,” he muttered.She raised a brow. “Want to talk about it, or should I break into a spontaneous musical number to cheer you up?”That made him laugh, a low sound he didn’t expect.“You sing?” he asked.She shrugged. “Terribly. But I dance pretty well. Especially in heels. You should see my two-step spin.”He shook his head, grinning now despite the weight on his shoulders.“Come on,” she said, setting the tablet aside. “We’re going to play a game.”“A game?”“Yeah. Something harmless. Two truths and a lie. Come on, Kiander.”He winced. “Still not used to hearing that.”She smiled gently. “Then maybe it’s time to start.”***********KIAN'S POV Lena leaned back in her chair, arms crossed, a sl
최신 업데이트 : 2025-04-29The Lost Billionaire’s Lover Chapter 32- The man of the past
LENA'S POV It was early afternoon when we arrived at the Hudsonville Corporate Summit, a towering structure of steel and prestige that buzzed with the scent of ambition and perfume. The glass doors glimmered beneath a grand archway etched with gold leaf, welcoming CEOs, entrepreneurs, and business royalty from every corner of the state. I adjusted the cuff of my blazer and glanced at Kian beside me. He looked stunning. Controlled. A little too controlled, if I were honest. That rigid jawline, the unreadable calm across his face—it was all a mask he wore too well. I’d seen him like this before. Not just recently. Years ago. And the murmurs confirmed I wasn’t the only one who noticed. “Wait… is that…?” “Kiander Davenport? But he’s—” “No, it’s just someone who looks like him. Can’t be.” “They say he vanished. Never found a body, though.” My hand instinctively reached for Kian’s wrist, my fingers closing around his skin. He flinched slightly at the contact, then relaxed. “They’r
최신 업데이트 : 2025-04-30The Lost Billionaire’s Lover Chapter 33- Mr Kiander is back!
LENA'S POV The flash of cameras burst like a lightning storm the moment we stepped past the press corridor. Kian flinched beside me, his hand subtly brushing against mine. I could feel the tension in his every step, but he didn’t falter. Neither did I. We moved as one through the tunnel of lights, blinded by the glimmer of lenses and the shouts of journalists echoing off the marble walls. "Mr. Kiander! Mr. Kiander, is it really you?!" "Lena Whitmore, can we get a statement about the reappearance of the Hudsonville mogul?" "What happened five years ago? Is he really back from the dead?!" Their questions fell like rain—relentless and sharp. Kian kept his head down, his jaw clenched. I didn’t look at him, but I could feel his discomfort through the weight of their stares. I stepped forward, slightly ahead, forming a silent barrier between him and the circus. "There will be a press meeting scheduled soon," I said, voice firm, eyes straight ahead. "We appreciate your interest, but t
최신 업데이트 : 2025-04-30The Lost Billionaire’s Lover Chapter 34- Kiander's orders.
LENA'S POV The room grew still. Then quiet. Then silent. Kian smiled faintly. And the silence turned to stone. He was Kiander Davenport reborn in confidence, in poise, in quiet power. The room felt it. Subtle shifts—attention drawn like iron filings to a magnet. Kian raised his gaze, scanning each face around the table, one by one. His expression grew colder, harder. There was calculation in his stare. Then he smiled. And spoke. "You know, I’ve always believed snakes don’t bite unless they feel cornered. So here’s a warning: don’t get comfortable." I inhaled sharply. That voice—steady, deep, edged with threat—it was him. It was Kiander. The room was stunned. He continued, as if he hadn’t just dropped a thunderbolt in the middle of the table. "Now," he said, casually dusting his cuff, "let’s talk about Whitmore Enterprises." He shifted in his seat, every bit the composed magnate, and began laying out plans, strategies, and long-term investments that I ha
최신 업데이트 : 2025-04-30The Lost Billionaire’s Lover Chapter 35: Lena's Man
LENA'S POV The doors closed behind us with a quiet thud that felt louder than any applause. I could still feel the stares on my back. But now, all of that was behind us. We were headed toward the press room again. And whatever was waiting on the other side—well, we were walking straight into it. Beside me, Kian was silent. Then the lights hit. Flash after flash. The camera bulbs were blinding. Kian stumbled slightly, squinting hard, one arm lifting to shield his face. “Too much,” he muttered, his voice cracking. He was panicking. I moved closer, slid my hand to his back and leaned toward his ear. “You’re okay,” I whispered. “They’re just people. No one can hurt you here.” He looked at me, eyes wide. “I don’t know if I can do this.” “Yes, you can,” I said firmly. “Because you already did. That was genius back there.” “But this isn’t the boardroom, Lena. This is a spotlight.” “And you belong in it. You always have.” He swallowed. "Mr Davenport, Mr Da
최신 업데이트 : 2025-05-02The Lost Billionaire’s Lover Chapter 36: Picnic.
KIAN'S POV The sun had started to dip behind the hills when we reached the clearing. A gentle breeze moved through the wildflowers and tall grass, and the sky wore that golden hour glow that made everything feel softer. I’d brought us here on a whim—after the press room, the noise, the tension—I needed to breathe, and I figured Lena did too.She stepped out of the car barefoot, her heels dangling in one hand, laughing as the cool grass touched her toes. The sunlight kissed her skin and made her hair shimmer like it held copper beneath the strands.“You sure know how to pick a spot,” she said, looking around.I smiled, pulling the picnic basket out of the trunk. “Thought we earned something quiet.”We found a place beneath an old tree, its arms stretched wide as if protecting the little patch of peace underneath. I laid out the blanket while Lena pulled out the food—sandwiches, a fruit bowl, a bottle of wine I’d half-remembered to chill. We poured a glass each, toasted to “not having
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The Lost Billionaire’s Lover Chapter 69: The Sinister Plan
Harlin's POV The warehouse was dimly lit, the kind of place where shadows made promises and secrets were born in the silence between breaths. Harlin stood at the center, surrounded by six men in dark jackets, each of them brimming with energy, barely able to keep still. A single bulb swung above their heads, casting long, wavering silhouettes on the cracked cement floor.Maps, photos, and documents were spread out on a rusted metal table. At the center of it all—Kian's face. A clean shot from the last gala, sharp suit, unaware eyes. Harlin’s lips curled as he stared at it."He's too comfortable," Harlin muttered, tapping the photo with a gloved finger. "Back in the spotlight, surrounded by people who think he’s harmless. He’s not. He’s the problem."One of the goons, a burly guy named Torque, stepped forward. "We’re ready. Just give the word, and we’ll clean it up. Silent and clean. No trails."The others nodded, pumped with adrenaline, knuckles cracked, minds already running through
The Lost Billionaire’s Lover Chapter 68: Let's go
KIAN'S POV The next morning, I woke with a sense of clarity I hadn’t felt in a long time. The previous night’s conversation with Mr. Alcante still echoed in my head, but it no longer weighed me down. It gave me purpose. A reason to act. He was still sleeping when I left the house. I scribbled a note, placed it on the kitchen counter, and tucked the blanket around him one last time before stepping out into the crisp morning air. The coastal breeze was stronger than usual, whipping through my shirt as I climbed into the truck. The roads were quiet this early, the world still shaking off the last traces of night. When I pulled into the small-town pharmacy, the bell above the door jingled as I walked in. The shelves were lined with everything from painkillers to vitamins, old carpet underfoot muffling my steps. And there she was. Behind the counter, the same woman who had helped me a few weeks ago when Mr. Alcante was in a bad medical state. Her hair was pulled into a messy bun, gla
The Lost Billionaire’s Lover Chapter 67: Truth to be told
KIAN'S POV The air was thick with the scent of salt and worn wood. Dusk had wrapped the coastline in a shade of burnt gold, the last fingers of sunlight trailing across the edge of the porch. Mr. Alcante sat where he always did around this hour—a chair that looked like it had been built before I was born, his back hunched slightly, a half-carved piece of driftwood in his hand. I stood in the doorway, watching him. For weeks, maybe months now, questions had twisted inside me like old ropes, frayed and knotted. But tonight, they felt like they might finally come undone. "Can I sit?" I asked. He didn’t look up, just nodded toward the empty chair beside him. I crossed the wooden floor slowly, the boards creaking beneath my steps. When I sat, I could feel the silence between us pressing in. It wasn’t uncomfortable—it was just heavy. "Where did you find me, Mr. Alcante?" He paused, the small knife in his hand freezing mid-whittle. "You know where," he said without looking at me. "I
The Lost Billionaire’s Lover Chapter 66: Trust issues.
LENA'S POVThe tension in my chest didn’t fade after Kian walked off with Tara for their little discussion. If anything, it deepened, settling in the pit of my stomach like a stone I couldn’t digest. I returned to my office and dropped into my chair, mentally composing a hundred different messages I wouldn’t send.Then, without knocking, Clara entered.She was carrying two coffees and wearing that amused expression that said she was about to ruin me with honesty and caffeine."I saw your face from the elevators," she said, placing one of the cups in front of me and sliding into the chair across the desk. "Something’s up. And if I had to guess, it’s tall, charming, and temporarily memory-wiped."I sighed, rubbing my temples. "Tara.""The one with the kid and the silky voice?""That’s her."Clara took a slow sip. "What did she do?""Nothing technically," I muttered. "Kian bumped into her last week. Helped her son cross the road. Today, she’s talking about real estate partnerships and wa
The Lost Billionaire’s Lover Chapter 65: Remember.
LENA'S POVIt had only been a week since Kian and I defined our relationship again, but the truth was, the ghosts of his past were still trailing us. I couldn’t shake the feeling that if we didn’t start pulling some of those pieces back together, we’d never feel solid.So I did what any self-respecting, curious woman would do.I brought in Clara.Clara had always had a talent for sniffing out truth, and she’d known Kian back then—before everything fell apart. If anyone could draw something out of him, intentionally or not, it would be her.The bar was dim but elegant, lit by rows of pendant lights and the flicker of tea candles in glass jars. Clara sat in the back corner booth like a queen surveying her domain, her eyes instantly narrowing on Kian the second we entered.We slid into the booth, Clara opposite Kian. She didn’t speak for the first ten seconds, just studied him."You look the same," she said finally. "Except... softer. Less guarded."Kian gave a slow nod, the corners of h
The Lost Billionaire’s Lover Chapter 64: Memories.
LENA'S POV The weekend air was warm and sweet, touched with the scent of blooming grass and the distant murmur of bees. The clearing we picked for our picnic was wrapped in soft sunlight, the kind of light that made everything feel a little less heavy. Kian and I had barely been official for a week, but there was something about being with him today that made the world feel whole. We set up the blanket beneath an oak tree that leaned ever so slightly, like it was bending to listen. The basket between us was filled with lemonade, strawberries, a couple of sandwiches we haphazardly threw together that morning, and a container of fresh mango slices Kian insisted on adding, claiming, "They taste like joy." He stretched beside me on the blanket, one hand propping his head up, the other absentmindedly toying with the edge of my dress. His fingers moved like he was trying to remember something tactile, something he couldn’t quite name. "You’ve been awfully quiet," I said, brushing a s
The Lost Billionaire’s Lover Chapter 64: Wahala
LENA'S POVThe water was still, glass-like, except for the gentle ripple trailing behind my fingers.I leaned back, submerged to my shoulders in the heated pool, the pale moonlight splintering on the surface. Smoke curled lazily from the cigarette between my fingers, mixing with the rising steam in ghostly patterns.It was quiet here.No meetings. No calls. No sharp voices disguised as guidance. Just silence… and truth.And it hurt.My robe was discarded somewhere on the stone ledge. The cigarette pack lay open beside a half-full glass of scotch. I hadn’t planned to come out here tonight. I hadn’t planned to think. But some truths don’t wait for permission.They claw their way up through the fog, demanding to be heard.I closed my eyes and let myself sink a little deeper, the warm water hugging my collarbones. My other hand, free of the cigarette, drifted in slow arcs beneath the surface—aimless, like me.The truth wouldn’t stop whispering.They were working together.Grandfather and
The Lost Billionaire’s Lover Chapter 63: Truth
LENA’S POVIt was nearly midnight when my phone rang.I stared at the screen, the contact glowing like a pulse in the dark: Grandfather.My chest tightened. He rarely called—messages, yes; a carefully chosen word dropped through Harlin now and then, definitely. But not a call. Not this late. And not directly.I picked it up on the fourth ring.“Lena.”His voice hadn’t aged a day. Still sharp, low, authoritative. A voice that could cut marble if it wanted to.“Grandfather,” I said, trying to mask the hesitation in my tone. “It’s late.”“I didn’t call to chat about the weather.”Of course not.My hand tightened around the phone. I was already walking toward the windows of my office, the city glittering below in sterile silence. I had stayed late tonight, clearing reports and re-reading old data. But the moment I heard his voice, every spreadsheet and deal felt miles away.“There’s been a noise in the wind,” he continued, slowly. “About a man. A ghost. They’re saying Kiander is alive.”I
The Lost Billionaire’s Lover Chapter 61: Ready
KIAN’S POV“Where did you find me, Mr. Alcante?”My voice hung in the air, sharp and unwavering.He stood by the window now, his back to me. The moonlight fell across his frame, catching the silver in his hair. For a man who always spoke in steady tones and gave answers like puzzle pieces, he suddenly looked… uncertain.I took a step forward.“You heard me,” I said, softer this time. “No riddles. No delays. Just the truth.”He didn’t move.Instead, he said, “In time, Kian. You’ll remember. That’s how the mind works. It doesn’t take orders—it reveals things when it’s ready.”“That’s not an answer,” I snapped. “You’re not even trying to lie. You’re just hiding it.”Still, he didn’t turn.The room was dim and quiet, except for the faint ticking of the old brass clock on the wall. My breath had calmed, but my heart hadn't. The dream still pulsed behind my eyes—Lena’s face, her father’s gaze, the feeling of falling. The cold that didn’t belong to sleep, but to something real. Something bu
