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You Don't Own Me, Mr Billionaire chapter 32
My throat dries instantly. Before I can speak, Isaac's hand slips into mine, warm and steady. His thumb sweeps over my knuckles, grounding me."Everything's going great," he answers for us both, projecting the confidence I lack. "We're very happy and settling in well."Papa beams. "I'm glad to hear it."But when I glance at Oleg, I catch a flicker in his expression. It disappears too quickly to name, and I wonder whether I truly saw it or merely. projected my own fears.Even so, something about the way his gaze slides between us feels off. It's that familiar, calculated look, like he's taking mental notes to file away for later.I shift in my seat, suddenly uncomfortable. I don't want him here, cataloging my marriage and forming opinions he has no right to.Papa clasps his hands together, resting them on the desk. "So, what's the occasion? You don't usually stop by unannounced."I open my mouth, then close it.Breathe, Katya,I tell myself.You can do this.I square my shoulders. Isaac's
You Don't Own Me, Mr Billionaire chapter 31
KATYAIt takes a full week to finish the painting. Each morning Isaac kisses me goodbye, then lets me retreat to my old studio so I can keep working. The place isn't half as polished as the one he built for me at the mansion, yet the chipped brick and paint-splattered floors feel like home. He notices, senses how badly I need the distance, and grants it without a single complaint. Especially since the space is now outfitted with a ridiculous amount of cameras, a retinal scanner for entry, and two guards posted at the door.For seven straight days I shuttle between the mansion and that battered loft, bleeding every emotion onto the canvas. When I'm finished, the piece is raw, haunting, unlike anything I've painted before and yet. somehow stunning. Captivating, even.I could build an entire show around it, certainly a collection. But I don't want Isaac to see it yet. I don't want him staring at the finished product and thinking I'm still drowning in agony.It is exactly that. My worst f
You Don't Own Me, Mr Billionaire chapter 30
Back in the car, I untie her wrists and look for any other injuries before starting the engine and heading toward home.She shivers in the passenger seat and I crank up the heat."I thought we were okay." I say, my voice rough."We were," she says. "But I'm not."The honesty slices like glass. I nod slowly."I'm trying, Isaac. I'm trying to be this woman you need. A wife. A mother. A Bratva queen or whatever the hell this life is shaping me into. But it's happening so fast. And I'm scared I'll lose myself in it.""You won't.""You don't know that.""I know you," I say softly.She finally looks at me. Her eyes are rimmed red, yet clear and strong."I needed to remember who I was before you," she says. "Before all of this. Before guns and guards and kidnappings.""And did you?"She draws a slow breath and nods. "I remembered I used to feel alive when I painted. I remembered that I wanted a life of my own. That I still do."I reach for her hand. She lets me take it."I didn't leave to hu
You Don't Own Me, Mr Billionaire chapter 29
ISAACUnlike Mikhail, Maude never steps into my office without knocking. So the instant the door flies open and she barrels inside, her face drained of color, eyes wide with panic, I know something is wrong.I push back from my desk, tension snapping through my spine like a live wire."Maude?" My voice comes out rough. "What's wrong?"Her hands tremble as she whispers, "Katya's gone."My mind stalls, refusing to process those two simple words. They shouldn't be this hard to grasp, and yet they are. "What?""Katya is gone," she whispers, as if saying her name too loudly will shatter the air between us. "I went to let her know dinner was ready, but she wasn't there. The bed was made, her phone's gone, and a few of her things are missing from the closet. I checked the security feed, and she slipped out several hours ago. She always tells me when she's leaving."I shoot to my feet, the chair skidding back and slams into the bookshelf behind me. For a second the room blurs. My pulse hammer
You Don't Own Me, Mr Billionaire chapter 28
I glance around our room and see the quiet ways he's already done that.There's the stack of my art books on the dresser, the second pillow hekeeps fluffed for me even when I forget, or the patient way he listens when I ramble about things that have nothing to do with our arrangement.I think of the studio he built for me, the way he knelt in that hospital room and vowed to protect us, the fear in his eyes when he first walked in and saw me."He's not who I expected," I admit."No," she agrees. "He's much better. And hotter."Even in her serious moments, she can't resist a quip."I'm scared," I admit. "Evie, I'm so, so scared.""I know, sweetie," she says, patient as ever. "But you aren't alone. You have Isaac, you have me. You even have your dad, complicated as that is. You have support.""I don't want to mess this up.""You won't."I huff softly, my emotions getting the better of me."I don't think I can stay here," I say as adrenaline finally pushes me out of bed."Katya," Evie wa
You Don't Own Me, Mr Billionaire chapter 27
KATYATwo full days have crawled by, yet the doctor's words keep spinning on an endless loop in my head. I'm pregnant. I. Am. Pregnant. A baby is already taking shape inside me, and in nine months I'll be the one to bring it into the world. It's the hardest, most gut-punching news I've ever received, even worse than the day my father announced I would marry Isaac.I stare out the window of our bedroom with one knee drawn to my chest, a throw blanket slung loosely around my shoulders, and a pit in my stomach that hasn't eased since I woke up.Three weeks pregnant. That's what the doctor said, which means that sometime shortly after our wedding, maybe even on the night itself, my body made a decision without consulting me. Now I'm sitting in the mansion of a man I barely knew a month ago, wearing his ring, carrying his child, and trying not to lose my grip on reality. It feels as if I boarded a train already hurtling too fast and never checked where it was headed.I reach for my phone o
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