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作者: Andy William
last update 公開日: 2026-04-06 23:50:29

EVERLY'S POV

The bed was empty, though the sheets were still a chaotic mess, carrying Steve’s scent—a cocktail of dark chocolate, expensive tobacco, and pure danger. I pulled the silk duvet up to cover myself, feeling exposed not because of my lack of clothes, but because of the way Steve had looked at me. He hadn’t looked at me the way Spencer used to look at his wife; he looked at me like a conqueror who had just finished mapping out his new territory.

I stood up, my legs trembling slightly a
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  • YOU THREW ME AWAY, MR. BILLIONAIRE   11

    EVERLY'S POVThe bed was empty, though the sheets were still a chaotic mess, carrying Steve’s scent—a cocktail of dark chocolate, expensive tobacco, and pure danger. I pulled the silk duvet up to cover myself, feeling exposed not because of my lack of clothes, but because of the way Steve had looked at me. He hadn’t looked at me the way Spencer used to look at his wife; he looked at me like a conqueror who had just finished mapping out his new territory.I stood up, my legs trembling slightly as they touched the cold marble floor. On the vanity, the blood-red ruby ring shimmered in the morning light. It was as red as a fresh wound, exactly as Steve had described it. I slid it back onto my finger. The weight of it felt like a golden handcuff."You’re awake." That low, baritone voice made me flinch. Steve was standing on the balcony, wearing only his black tuxedo trousers from the night before, his white shirt unbuttoned and loose. He held a cup of black coffee, his storm-gray eyes wat

  • YOU THREW ME AWAY, MR. BILLIONAIRE   10

    EVERLY'S POVI had never felt this dangerous in a dress.It was pitch black. It fit me like a second skin, showing off every curve I’d spent three years hiding under kitchen aprons and oversized sweaters. I looked at myself in the full-length mirror of the Chandler Estate. My hair was swept up in a tight, high bun, and my neck was bare. No necklaces, no distractions. Just the ruby ring on my finger. That was the only statement I needed to make tonight."The car is waiting," Steve’s voice came from the doorway.I turned. He was wearing a tuxedo that probably cost more than a suburban house. Steve didn't tell me I looked beautiful. He wasn't the type for cheap compliments. He just looked me up and down with dark, heavy eyes and gave a single, sharp nod."Don't shake on stage," he said quietly. "I don’t like partners who hesitate.""I’m not shaking because I’m scared, Steve," I said, walking past him. "I’m shaking because I can’t wait to see Spencer’s face."The Apex Gala was held at the

  • YOU THREW ME AWAY, MR. BILLIONAIRE   9

    EVERLY'S POVSpencer looked like total trash from up here.I stood on the balcony, my fingers white from gripping the cold stone railing. Below me, that orange Lamborghini he used to show off to everyone looked like a cheap plastic toy parked in the wrong driveway. It didn't smell like success anymore; it smelled like burnt rubber from him slamming the brakes on my marble tiles."He’s got balls, I’ll give him that," Steve’s voice came from behind.I didn't turn around. I could feel him standing right next to me, the heat from his body soaking through the thin fabric of my dress. Steve didn't waste time with poetic descriptions; he just stood there, watching the gate like he was waiting for a late delivery, not my frantic ex-husband."He’s down there screaming about his 'legal rights,'" Steve snorted. He sounded genuinely amused. "You want me to have the guards break his nose now, or do you want to watch him crawl for a bit?""Open the gate," I said flatly. "I want him to see exactly w

  • YOU THREW ME AWAY, MR. BILLIONAIRE   8

    SPENCER'S POVThe morning started with a silence that tasted like copper.I sat in my penthouse, staring at the floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the Chicago loop. Usually, this view felt like a conquest—a grid of glass and steel that I had mastered. But today, the city looked cold. Indifferent. I reached for my phone to call Sarah, my secretary, to demand why the morning briefings hadn’t been sent to my private email. The line didn't even ring. Account Suspended.I threw the phone against the leather sofa. "Technical glitch," I muttered to the empty room, my voice sounding hollow even to my own ears. "Just a goddamn glitch."I dressed in my most expensive charcoal-gray suit, the one I saved for closing billion-dollar deals. I needed to feel the weight of the fabric, the sharp lines of the shoulders. I needed to remind myself who I was: Spencer Knox, the man who turned a small-time real estate firm into a predatory empire. I grabbed my keys and headed to the office, ignoring the wa

  • YOU THREW ME AWAY, MR. BILLIONAIRE   7

    EVERLY's POVSteve’s car smelled like the kind of money Spencer had spent his whole life pretending to have. Heavy, expensive, and suffocating. I leaned my head against the leather, watching the Chicago skyline blur into a messy smear of neon. Behind us, the Sterling Estate was shrinking, along with whatever was left of Spencer’s dignity."You’re quiet," Steve said.He didn't look at me. He kept one hand on the wheel, looking as bored as if he’d just finished a routine meeting instead of a declaration of war. That was the difference between him and my ex-husband. Spencer needed to scream to feel powerful. Steve just needed to exist."I’m waiting for him to snap," I replied. "Spencer is a cockroach. He’ll find a way to crawl back into the walls. He won't give up that merger without trying to take someone down with him.""Let him try." Steve pulled the car over at a dark overlook facing the lake. He killed the engine, and the silence that rushed in was thick enough to taste. "In fact, I

  • YOU THREW ME AWAY, MR. BILLIONAIRE   6

    SPENCER’S POVThe rusted key sat in the middle of my sea bass like a jagged piece of shrapnel. I stared at it, the iron-scent of the metal mixing with the expensive aroma of the dining room until I felt like I was going to choke."Everly?" My voice sounded like it belonged to a stranger. It was thin, reedy, stripped of the bravado I had spent the last decade building."You’re trespassing, Everly," Hailey shrieked, her face contorting into a mask of pure venom. She looked at her father, her chest heaving. "Dad, tell her! Tell the guards to throw this... this gold-digger out!"But her father, Thomas Sterling, didn't move. He wasn't looking at me. He wasn't even looking at Everly. He was looking at Steve, his eldest son—the man who had walked away from the Sterling name and built a shadow empire that now eclipsed his own."Steve," Thomas said, his voice raspy. "You brought her here? You brought a Knox into this house?""She’s not a Knox, Father," Steve said, his tone bored, as if he were

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