THE BILLIONAIRE'S FOREVER CONTRACT 의 모든 챕터: 챕터 171 - 챕터 180

NATHANJason had arrived so quickly and he had brought the cavalry with him.I finally met Lucien, his brother and Dante, rumored to have ties with the Italian mafia.“What happened?”It felt like an interrogation as all three of them stared at me, waiting for me to speak up.I could already feel that part of me that hated answering to him or anybody rear up but I shut it out quickly.Now was not the time because I needed their help and he was her fucking father.“I used to work for a very bad man before I got married to Eleanor”Jason nodded.He did not seem surprised so I could only assume he had a slight idea of that part of my past.“His daughter and I were engaged to be married. Her name is Leila but I left and she and I parted ways”“I am assuming that was not amicable” Lucien interjected.“I do not believe it was. She, along with my dead wife’s family had her killed”Jason’s eyes widened at this.“Had her killed?” Dante echoed.He had seemed bored before but now he seemed very

CAMILLA Two weeks later…I was glaring at the television as Nathan spoke to the press about what seemed to be the biggest case in television history.“He seems to be handling it well” My father commented, taking a seat beside me.He had decided to skip work for the day because it was nearing the anniversary of meeting my mother and he was planning something that he did not want her to know about.“Yes, he does” I muttered under my breath.“He still has not contacted you?” My father asked knowingly.I shook my head in the negative.You heard that right.It had been two weeks since Nathan’s crazy ex put a gun to my head and he was ignoring me.When he had asked me to return with my father while he handled things, I should have known that included cutting me off from his life totally.It made no sense.I had tried to give him the benefit of doubt by waiting for him to call me. I figured he was probably still handling things with Denver but imagine my surprise when I turn on the televisio

CAMILLAI was not in the mood for anything that day.My desk was a mess of files, half-open emails, and a coffee that had gone cold at least an hour ago.I exhaled sharply and pushed the document away like it had personally offended me.“Men,” I muttered under my breath.My secretary’s voice came through the intercom a second later.“Ma’am, your client is here.”Right.The last-minute meeting my father had “strongly encouraged” me to take.I sat up straighter.“Send them in,” I said, smoothing my blouse automatically.I did not bother looking up when the door opened.“Hey.” My fingers froze on the pen in my hand.I hoped to God it wasn’t it but when I raised my head, there he was.Nathan in the flesh standing in my office looking infuriatingly calm.My grip tightened on the pen.“What the hell are you doing here?” I asked slowly. “I have a client coming through that door in some minutes. You cannot be here”My voice came out sharper than I intended.His eyes held mine and he took a c

CAMILLA“Before you kill me…”My father’s voice greeted me the second I stepped into the living room.I paused in the doorway and narrowed my eyes at him.He sat comfortably on the sofa, one ankle resting on his knee, looking entirely too pleased with himself for a man who had conspired behind my back.“How did it go with Nathan?” he asked.“I cannot believe you would band together with Nathan Clark to manipulate me into speaking to him.”My father placed a hand over his chest in mock offense.“I cannot believe it either but here we are, little dove.”Despite myself, my lips twitched.He patted the empty spot beside him.“Besides,” he continued, “you were miserable and I wanted to do anything I could to cheer you up.”A reluctant smile tugged at my mouth as I crossed the room and collapsed onto the sofa beside him.“I can see you are cheered up,” he observed.I let out a dramatic sigh and flopped sideways, resting my head against the back cushion.“He explained everything and I told h

CAMILLAThe drive to Nathan's place was silent,.My hands rested in my lap, fingers laced together, and I could feel my heart beating in my throat, in my wrists, between my thighs.Nathan drove with one hand on the steering wheel, the other reaching across to rest on my knee. His thumb traced lazy circles against the fabric of my dress, and every brush of his skin against mine sent a ripple of heat through my body.I watched his profile in the dim light of the dashboard.The sharp line of his jaw, the way his lips parted slightly when he breathed, the tension in his shoulders that I knew had nothing to do with the road.He pulled into a private driveway and killed the engine.For a moment, neither of us moved.Then he turned to me, and the look in his eyes made my breath catch."Are you sure?" he asked quietly.I reached out and placed my hand over his, still resting on my knee."I have never been more sure of anything in my life."He held my gaze for a long moment, searching my eyes f