บททั้งหมดของ Billionaire Alpha's Hidden Twins : บทที่ 61 - บทที่ 70

Aurora's Point Of ViewThe sun was already high in the sky when I arrived at the construction site on *Ike Nui*, the island’s familiar warm breeze brushing against my skin. I adjusted my overalls and clipped on my helmet, a little nervous but also excited about the project we were undertaking. It had been years since I’d been involved in anything this hands-on. The island was beautiful, but as I glanced around the bustling site, I felt a mix of emotions swirling inside mI hadn’t seen Eduardo yet this morning, but I knew he was somewhere overseeing things. His company was working in collaboration with Arclight, Ricardo’s company, and though the merger was unexpected, it was necessary for the project to move forward. Still, it was strange to see Ricardo here againAs I made my way through the site, the sound of machinery humming, workers shouting instructions to one another, I spotted Ricardo. He was standing near the main structure being built, looking out at the blueprint in his hand

Aurora's Point Of ViewRicardo's call came in immediately I got into my room. I had expected him to call maybe at night but I guess he wasn't one to waste time. I took off my dirty clothes and picked up the call as I wrapped a towel around my body. "Didn't expect you to call so soon." He chuckled, "I would've called at night but I figured out you'd be tired and would rather use that time to rest than talk to some disturbing lad on the phone." I laughed, "You know I don't see you as a disturbance." He hummed knowingly in reply, "You didn't think so when we first met. If I remember correctly, you hated my guts." "And if I remember correctly, you deserved it." I countered and he laughed lightly. "Well, I wouldn't deny that. Are you busy?" I shook my head as I settled in my bed. "No, I'm not. What's up?" He hummed, his voice dropping low as he said, "I just wanted to talk to you." My fingers found their way into my hair, "Talk to me?" I asked as I twirled the strands. "Yes." He w

Aurora's Point of ViewThe next morning, I woke up with a headache that matched the weight in my chest. I hadn’t slept well, tossing and turning as Eduardo’s words replayed in my mind, like an annoying song you can’t shake. The sting of his accusations still clung to me, and the anger I’d felt last night was quickly turning into something worse—doubt.Did he really think that low of me?I groaned, sitting up in bed. The room was quiet, too quiet. The heaviness in the air was a stark contrast to the paradise that lay just beyond the balcony, where sunlight filtered in through the curtains. I hated that this place, once a dream destination, was now a battleground for my emotions. It felt wrong. We were supposed to be working here, *together*, not tearing each other apart.I dragged myself to the bathroom, splashing cold water on my face in an attempt to wake up. My reflection looked tired, eyes puffy from the tears, lips pressed together in a thin line of frustration. I hated looking li

Aurora's Point Of View "You're cheating! That's not how it's supposed to go!" I yelled at Ricardo as I scattered the cards on the grass. "Hey, you're ruining the game!" He laughed as he grabbed my hand, stopping me from ruining it any further. "I did not cheat. You're just pained I'm winning." I folded my arms defensively, "that is not true at all. Look, I put an Ace, and then you dropped..." I picked up the two cards, "you dropped these at once! What are you trying to do, lessen your load?" He threw his head back in a fit of laughter. I pouted, "Ricardo, it's not funny." "Alright alright." He stopped laughing but his eyes still held playfulness, "Alright I'll stop. We can go one more game?" I hissed, "No." He pursed his lips and looked around. His eyes lit up like he spotted something before he stood. "Stay here, I'm coming," he said before he left. I sighed, pulling my knees to myself on the soft grass. I did not feel like going home immediately to face Eduardo again so I de

Aurora’s Point of ViewThe sun was dipping low over the ocean, casting long shadows across the sand and coloring everything in hues of orange and pink. It would have been beautiful, a peaceful end to the day, but tonight, it felt heavy—like a reminder of the silence that stretched between Eduardo and me. A silence I couldn’t ignore, no matter how many times I tried to convince myself it didn’t matter.After what I’d overheard today, I could hardly stand the thought of running into him again. Yet here I was, mindlessly wandering down the beach near our project site. Part of me wanted to run, just to escape the tangled mess of feelings that Eduardo stirred up in me. But a different part—a stubborn, self-sabotaging part—kept drawing me back.I kicked a pebble along the sand, watching it tumble away before collapsing onto a nearby rock. The waves lapped gently against the shore, and for a moment, I let myself imagine that everything was fine. That he was just some guy, and I was just some