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67. What Are You Risking?

Author: Nour El
last update publish date: 2026-02-19 19:30:21

“I didn’t ask you to say that,” Zayne said coldly.

Sunny sat on the couch, fiddling with the hem of her dress. She didn’t even think about responding. A minute ago she’d been bold enough to say something she shouldn’t have—but now that courage had vanished.

Zayne’s sharp gaze cut across the room like a blade. Sunny didn’t look up. The fabric of her dress was suddenly far more interesting.

“Did you do that on purpose?”

“I was just doing what you wanted. Creating hatred in Elmy’s heart.” It was t
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  • Winning Me Back, Mr. Billionaire   155. Only Us, For Now

    Zayne looked up at Elmy from below, gripping the bedsheet tightly. A faint smile tugged at his lips as she moved slowly, teasing him with light touches across his body. Her lips trailed along his neck, planting soft kisses before tormenting him with a gentle bite on his Adam’s apple.“You’re naughty, Mrs. Kensley.”“But I’m not your wife yet, so don’t call me that, Mr. Kensley.”Zayne’s cheeks and ears flushed every time Elmy used that title. There was something dominant about the way she said it, yet it also carried an intimacy that only showed when they were this close.“I could marry you right now.”“Are you mentally prepared to face my mother?” she said, lowering her head and lightly tracing her fingers over Zayne’s rising and falling chest. His breathing broke into uneven rhythm when her lips pressed there. “Besides a wedding ring, you’d better prepare your courage too.”“You’re a master tease, Mrs. Kensley.”“Me?”“Hm, you know exactly what you’re doing to me… and you enjoy it,”

  • Winning Me Back, Mr. Billionaire   154. Stealing the Bride

    Elmy didn’t know whether she should feel happy or not right now. Beneath the beautiful wedding gown she was wearing, she felt like she was dressed in a prisoner’s uniform, waiting to be executed. The sparkle of the beads sewn into the dress felt like it was mocking her. The bouquet in her hands felt like thorns. The stems pressed into her sweat-damp palms, almost snapping under the force of her grip.Her gaze was empty as she stared at her reflection in the mirror. She stood there, frozen, looking at a version of herself that was beautiful… yet utterly miserable.“Miss, are you ready?” Dean’s voice came from behind the door. “Mrs. Isabella wants to see you,” he added.“Yeah, just come in,” Elmy replied, her voice nearly breaking as she held back her tears.The door opened, and Isabella walked in. The woman beamed brightly. “You look absolutely stunning in that dress! I knew I made the right choice,” she said proudly.Elmy didn’t move, still standing there with her face flushed. Her ey

  • Winning Me Back, Mr. Billionaire   153. I Almost Believed You

    Sunny looked at the food she had cooked with pride. She picked up her phone and took a picture of it. Smiling, she sent it to Ford.“You promised you’d come home early today.” she typed, adding a teary-eyed emoji. Then she sent another message. “I cooked for you.”Not long after, Ford replied. “I’ll try to get home early.”While she was busy replying, the doorbell rang. Sunny placed her phone on the dining table and quickly took off her apron.“Just a second,” she called out as the bell rang several more times. She hurried toward the door and opened it.The smile on her face instantly faded.Her eyes swept over the elegant dress in front of her, the branded handbag, before finally landing on Isabella’s cold expression.For some reason, Sunny felt her footing falter. She took a step back.“What are you doing here? We don’t have anything to do with each other anymore,” Sunny said, gripping the door tightly, ready to shut it.Isabella slipped her high heel between the door to block it. T

  • Winning Me Back, Mr. Billionaire   152. Love and Shame

    “What exactly are we doing here? And why…” Hiro glanced at Zayne. “…am I getting dragged into this mess too?” he asked, making Zayne smirk.“Because you’re my friend now.”Hiro shot him an amused look before turning away.Zayne shrugged off his jacket, leaving on a dark brown turtleneck that hugged his broad frame. He tugged at the collar around his neck, trying to ease the suffocating feeling that had been bothering him since the drive to Sebastian’s girlfriend’s place.Feeling a little better, he walked up the stairs toward the modest house. He pressed the doorbell a few times before the thick glass door opened, revealing a young pregnant woman. Her belly was slightly swollen, and she looked exhausted.For a moment, Zayne hesitated to say anything—but they were already here.The woman looked at them back and forth, her expression filled with worry and fear.“Who are you?” she asked cautiously. The door that had been wide open slowly started to close, shielding her. “I don’t know eit

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    “Zayne, you need to see this message,” Gion said.Hearing that, Zayne—who had been rubbing his temples—immediately snatched the phone from Gion’s hand. He read the message Elmy had sent from someone else’s number over and over again.Wait.He wasn’t reading this wrong, right?Zayne’s eyes scanned the sentence slowly, making sure it was really Elmy who had typed it. A quiet chuckle slipped from his lips. He closed his eyes and leaned back against the sofa.His shoulders, which had been tense, slowly relaxed. He let out a long breath, like he’d just been released from an invisible chokehold. Then he laughed, making Gion raise an eyebrow in confusion.“You’re actually going to accept that offer?”Zayne snorted. “I’m not even surprised by her crazy ideas anymore.”“Figures. Bringing Sunny into your house was her idea too, right?” Gion said, and Zayne nodded. “And now she’s asking you to run away with her.”How did Elmy even come up with something like that? Run away? God… it wasn’t a bad

  • Winning Me Back, Mr. Billionaire   150. Not Defeated

    “Why is he here?”Dean shrugged. “I don’t know either.”“How did he even get in? Didn’t my mom forbid him from coming into this house?” Elmy asked, biting her nail anxiously.“Mrs. Isabella was the one who let him in,” Dean replied, leaving Elmy stunned. What was her mother planning now?Without another question, Elmy rushed past Dean, who stood by the doorway. Her hurried footsteps echoed through the corridor as she made her way downstairs. Her heels clicked sharply against the marble floor.Dean followed behind, guiding her toward the living room. When they got there, just like he said—Zayne was really there.“Zayne!”Hearing his name, Zayne turned around. He was wearing a black suit, looking neat and composed. His hair was styled, and rimless glasses framed his face. The corner of his lips lifted into a faint, charming smile.What is he doing here? Elmy wondered.Isabella, who was sitting on the sofa

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    “I didn’t do that to Sunny,” Zayne said firmly.Mr. Carson raised one eyebrow, staring at him in disbelief. “If it wasn’t you, then who? You were clearly the man who was with Sunny!” he snapped, pointing at Zayne’s chest.Sunny hurried forward and grabbed her father’s arm. “Enough, Dad! Stop causin

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    All kinds of speculation flooded Zayne’s mind. Did Elmy see him with Sunny on the balcony last night? Did she notice the kiss marks all over Sunny’s neck?Zayne covered his face with one hand, cursing under his breath while roughly running his fingers through his hair.“You’ve got it all wrong, El.

  • Winning Me Back, Mr. Billionaire   49. When Everything Falls Apart

    “It’s cold over there. You packed enough warm clothes, right?”Elmy simply nodded when she heard Zayne’s question. Her departure to Whistler had been moved up to tomorrow. Sebastian had promised to pick her up, but Zayne insisted on driving her to the airport himself. Even though she was annoyed by

  • Winning Me Back, Mr. Billionaire   48. Illusions of Warmth

    “You’ve had too much to drink, Sunny. Stop,” Ford urged.Sunny glanced ahead—right at Ford’s worried face. Somehow, she had ended up dragging this man along as her drinking buddy. Even though Ford didn’t like alcohol, he patiently stayed with her.The second bottle arrived, and Ford warned her agai

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