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"SHE'S NOT READY"
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2026-03-02 19:11:45
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WANTED BY THREE BILLIONAIRES I FOUND HER
RYDER'S POVI'd gone to her apartment first.Immediately, Marcus told me about where she lived and I was ready to leave. She maintained a very low social media presence and I couldn't even get a picture of what she looked like exactly.But I knew that immediately I saw her, I would know. It was dark in the bar that night, and her face had stains of mascara from crying but I would know. I convinced myself.There was a particular type of restlessness I had. The type of a man who had found something he hadn't been looking for and was not prepared to lose it before he'd even figured out what it was.Queens. Fourth floor walkup. The kind of building that had a buzzer system held together with tape and a stairwell that smelled like other people's dinners. I'd knocked on apartment 4B until the woman next door cracked her door and told me, with the patience of someone who had dealt with men like me before and was not impressed, that Elena hadn't been home in days.Day two I sent Marcus. He ca
WANTED BY THREE BILLIONAIRES "SHE'S NOT READY"
ELENA'S POVI found the job listing on a Tuesday.Not because I was looking. Because I was bored, which was its own specific kind of torture, a kind of torture that I had never really experienced. It was the kind that only happened when everything you needed to survive was being handed to you by someone you didn't fully trust, which left you with nothing to do except sit inside your own head and think.I had been in Dante Moretti's penthouse for four days.In those four days I had not paid for a single thing. Had not worried about rent or groceries or whether the subway card had enough on it to get me home. Rosa appeared with food. Clothes materialized in the wardrobe in my size, in colors I would have chosen myself, which was somehow more unsettling than if they'd been wrong.How did she know the exact type to get?It was like everything was put in place for me to never leave. But it just made me feel like leaving more.The apartment had staff I was only beginning to map, a man in th
WANTED BY THREE BILLIONAIRES THE CALM BEFORE THE STORM
ELENA'S POVBy the second morning, I had a routine.Not by choice. Routines, I was discovering, were something Dante Moretti imposed on a space the way gravity imposed itself on objects.I was absolutely falling into it.The house was also very quiet. I knew he had security around the house but it was like there were invisible because I never saw any of them. And I also discovered that he was rarely at work. I expected that they were time that he was going to be at work so I had more time to go through his house. "You need clothes," Dante said that morning, not looking up from his laptop.I looked down at the jeans I'd now worn for two days. They weren't wrong. "I have clothes."He turned a page. "Rosa will take you.""I don't need you to buy me clothes," I replied.“You know that it wouldn't cost me anything to let Rosa take you to get as many clothes as you need,” Dante said. “Going back to your apartment is not safe.”He pulled cards from his pocket and handed it to me without ch
WANTED BY THREE BILLIONAIRES PRICE OF SAFETY
ELENA'S POVThe guest room smelled like cedar and expensive detergent.I stood in the center of it for a long moment after Dante's housekeeper, a woman who'd introduced herself as Rosa and smiled at me like she'd been instructed, then closed the door behind her. The room was bigger than my entire Queens apartment. The bed was also bigger than my entire Queens apartment. A blue duvet sat unrumpled. The cleanness showed that it was the kind of blue that had never met a takeout container or a midnight cry session.I sat on the edge of the mattress."You're going to stay here," Dante had said it like it was already decided. Like my opinion was a formality the situation couldn't afford.And the terrifying part, the part that kept my heart racing and my body glistening with sweat, was that he hadn't been wrong. I had nowhere else to go. My apartment was compromised. My job was gone. David had apparently signed my name to a debt he never intended to pay, and somewhere in this city, a man nam
WANTED BY THREE BILLIONAIRES COLD SHEETS AND A NAME
CHAPTER THREERYDER POVMy hand reached across the bed automatically, searching for warmth, for her, and found nothing but cold sheets.She was gone.I sat up slowly, running a hand through my hair, and looked around the bedroom. Her clothes were gone. The bathroom door stood open but there was no sound of water running, no hint of movement anywhere in the penthouse.She'd left. I should've expected it. Girls like her… the genuine ones, the ones who kissed like they were drowning and looked at you like you were the only thing keeping them afloat, they always ran. Especially the morning after, when reality came crashing back and they realized they'd spent the night with a stranger.But damn if it didn't sting a little.I leaned back against the headboard, staring at the ceiling, and let myself replay last night. The way she'd looked in that bar, devastated and defiant all at once. The way she'd kissed me like she was trying to erase someone else. The way she'd fallen apart in my arm
WANTED BY THREE BILLIONAIRES BLOOD IN THE ALLEY
ELENA'S POVI stood on the sidewalk outside the penthouse building, staring at my phone like it held answers to questions I didn't know how to ask.Seven missed calls. All from the same unknown number. I deleted them without listening to the voicemails. Whatever they wanted, I couldn't handle it. Not today.I just needed to get back home, take a bathe and start looking for a job.My reflection stared back at me from a shop window as I walked—disheveled hair, yesterday's makeup smudged under my eyes… and my clothes, they smelled like him. What the hell had I done?I'd slept with a stranger. A man whose name I didn't even know. A man who'd knocked someone unconscious with a helmet and then taken me to his penthouse like it was the most natural thing in the world.And I'd let him.God, I'd more than let him. I'd begged him to kiss me. I'd wrapped myself around him like he was the only thing keeping me from drowning.My chest tightened. The memory of David's face swam before my eyes agai
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