로그인Chapter Thirty-Five.SebastianThe apartment was silent.Not the peaceful silence I had grown accustomed to over the past few weeks.This one was heavier.I stood in the study with my jacket draped over the back of my chair, staring absently at the reports Marcus had dropped off earlier that evening. Numbers, projections, acquisition proposals—documents that normally demanded my complete attention.Tonight, they blurred together.For the first time in years, work wasn't the thing occupying my thoughts.Natasha was.Or more specifically...The look on her face after the call from her lawyer.I had seen disappointment before. In boardrooms. In negotiations. In people who lost everything because they had gambled on the wrong decision.But what I'd seen in Natasha's eyes wasn't disappointment.It was exhaustion.The kind that came from fighting the same battle over and over again.I leaned back in my chair, recalling every conversation we'd had about Duncan. She never spoke about him with
Chapter Thirty-Four.NatashaThe drive back to the apartment was unusually quiet.Not the uncomfortable kind of silence that demanded to be filled, but the kind that lingered after words had already done their job. The city lights streaked past the windows in blurred ribbons of gold and white, while the faint hum of the engine became the only sound between us.I rested my elbow against the window and watched the buildings disappear one after another.Mrs. Laurent's words refused to leave my mind."The way you look at one another."Then my mother's voice followed."The way you instinctively take care of each other."I let out a slow breath.If only they knew.Everything they had seen...Every smile.Every shared glance.Every quiet gesture.It had all started because of a contract.So why did it no longer feel like one?"You've been quiet."Sebastian's calm voice pulled me from my thoughts.I turned my head slightly."So have you.""I asked first."A small smile tugged at my lips."I w
Chapter Thirty-Three.NatashaThe moment Sebastian ended his call, he slipped his phone back into his pocket and looked at me."My mother."I held up my own phone with a sigh."My mother."For a brief second, we simply stared at one another before laughing."They sound remarkably alike," I said, shaking my head."They're both convinced we've disappeared.""I suppose disappearing for an entire Saturday without answering our phones wasn't our brightest idea."Sebastian glanced at the screen of his phone."We each have seventeen missed calls."I blinked."Seventeen?""Combined."I exhaled dramatically."I suddenly don't want to go home.""I don't believe that's an option.""I know."Reluctantly, we made our way back to the car. The drive was quieter than usual, though not uncomfortable. The city lights shimmered through the windshield while soft music played in the background.I stole a glance at Sebastian."You know...""Hm?""I had fun today."He looked out the window before answering.
Chapter Thirty-Two.SebastianIf someone had told me a month ago that I would willingly spend an entire Saturday wandering through cafés, bookstores, crowded markets, and public squares...I would have questioned their sanity.Yet here I was.Still following Natasha.The city had begun to glow beneath the soft orange light of the setting sun as we left the market, our hands occupied with far more shopping bags than either of us had intended to buy.Natasha looked unusually pleased with herself."I hope you've learned something today.""I have."She turned toward me with a victorious smile."Oh?""I should never allow you to plan my weekends."She laughed, the sound carrying easily over the evening crowd."Too late.""I've noticed.""You survived.""Barely.""You danced.""I was forced.""You smiled.""I was manipulated.""You laughed.""...That was unfortunate."She nudged my arm playfully."No."She smiled."That was progress."I looked ahead without answering.Perhaps...She was rig
Chapter Thirty-One.NatashaBy the time we left the bookstore, Sebastian had somehow ended up carrying three shopping bags.He glanced down at them before looking at me."I'd like to point out that only one of these belongs to me."I looked over my shoulder with an innocent smile."I don't see the problem.""The problem," he replied, lifting one of the bags slightly, "is that I came out to accompany you and somehow became your personal shopping assistant.""You make a very handsome one."He stared at me."Was that supposed to make me feel better?""No.""Honest.""I always am."He sighed with theatrical disappointment, earning a laugh from me."You know," I teased, "I thought billionaires enjoyed carrying expensive things.""I do."I nodded toward the shopping bags."Those books were expensive.""They weren't mine.""They are now.""I don't recall buying them.""You carried them.""That isn't how ownership works.""It does today."He looked at me for a long moment before shaking his h
Chapter ThirtyNatashaAt exactly nine o'clock the next morning, I stood in the middle of the living room with my arms folded, waiting.True to his word, Sebastian was never late.The sound of footsteps echoed down the hallway before he appeared, adjusting the cuff of a navy-blue shirt with effortless precision. Instead of the tailored business suits he wore almost every day, he had chosen dark jeans and a fitted long-sleeved shirt. The sleeves were rolled neatly to his forearms, revealing a sleek silver watch that undoubtedly cost more than most people's monthly salaries.He still looked unfairly expensive.I stared at him for a moment before shaking my head."You somehow managed to dress casually like a billionaire."Sebastian glanced down at himself."I changed.""Barely."He frowned."This is casual."I laughed."For you, maybe."His eyes narrowed slightly."I don't understand what's amusing.""Everything."He sighed in quiet resignation."I already regret agreeing to this.""You'
Chapter FourNatashaIt had been a week, A whole week of doing nothing but thinking… and yet, I was still stuck in the same place. MarriageThe only condition standing between me and the company. I let out a quiet sigh as I stared out the window, my fingers resting lightly against the glass, I hat
Chapter ThreeNatashaI had been away from my family for a long time. My parents had been against my marriage to Duncan from the very beginning. But because of my constant pleading and the business advantages the marriage would bring, they had eventually agreed. Back then, I believed marrying him w
Chapter TwoNatashaThe first thing I did after being discharged from the hospital was file for divorce. There was no reason in delaying this marriage any longer. Duncan had never truly wanted it in the first place. The marriage had only been a transaction between our two families.Although I had b
Chapter OneNatasha The beeping of the machine close to me jolted my senses back to reality as I slowly opened my eyes. Above me was a bright white ceiling, the light reflecting off the polished walls of the room. The air carried the sharp, sterile scent of disinfectant mixed with medicine. To my







