THE BILLIONAIRE OBSESSED WITH A MARRIED WOMAN のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 41 - チャプター 50

"Arabella, wait..." Damon reached out, his hand poised to grasp her arm, but before he could make contact, she had already begun to slip away, melting into the crowd.A sense of helplessness washed over Damon as he watched her recede into the distance, his heart heavy with the weight of unspoken apologies. He was about to follow her, but someone stepped in front of him."What did you think of my speech?" Sabrina smiled broadly.With a firm grip, Damon's fingers closed around Sabrina's delicate arm, their pressure conveying a sense of urgency. He guided her forcefully away from the crowd, his steps determined and purposeful. The atmosphere seemed to thicken around them as they stepped onto the balcony, the cool night air offering a brief respite from the heated tension that had enveloped them inside. The distant hum of conversation and music from the party below served as a stark contrast to the silent intensity between Damon and Sabrina as they stood facing each other."What the he

Every fiber of his being screamed with defiance, but a sense of resignation settled over him like a heavy shroud. He understood all too well the power dynamics at play, the delicate balance of influence and authority that Damon Banks wielded over him. As much as he wanted to lash out, to resist, he knew it would be futile. Going against Banks would only lead to his downfall, and Mason could not afford to jeopardize his own ambitions, no matter how much it grated against his pride. With a deep breath, he forced himself to swallow his pride, to suppress the simmering rage boiling within him. He may have felt like a caged animal, but for now, he had no choice but to bide his time and play the game according to Banks's rules.Damon's expression remained unreadable as Mason approached him tentatively. "So." Mason began, his voice trailing off as he searched for the right words. "I divorce Arabella and..." he left the sentence hanging."And the future of the project will be in your hands

And as the Lamborghini raced through the streets of Las Vegas, Arabella could not help but think about how frightening the situation was. Perhaps it was all connected to Mason..."You might lose signal on the highway," Alex stated."That's not the issue. I need an alley, a bridge, anywhere I can drop Arabella off," he replied, not even looking at her."What?" Arabella turned to face Damon as she heard his words."Sir, I do not want to cause panic, but what if the reason for the chase is Miss Collins herself?" Alex's voice came through the car's system, causing a shiver to run down Arabella's spine."Fuck," Damon muttered.At that moment, the speedometer needle was between one hundred and eighty and one hundred and eighty-five. Damon could not increase speed, not within the city. Although the street was long and sparsely populated, it wasn't safe to exceed the limits like this. He just kept going, always looking at the Mustang in the rearview mirror, and noting that the car could stil

Damon Banks examined the paperwork in his hands. It was a detailed dossier about the life of a certain brunette. He read the information calmly, with a hint of boredom. His eyes turned to his personal assistant, Harley, and then he commented to the man who had provided the report:"Her life is an open book.""There are no surprises, sir. She's a regular girl. She graduated, got married. Never had children."Damon analyzed the bland details of that file. It was about Arabella, no doubt, but it seemed too mundane for a woman like her. There were no surprises, no information, no curiosities, and no novelties."No, she's not a regular girl."He was partly disappointed to learn that the day had not yet come when he would discover who that woman really was. Because when he looked at her, Damon saw danger, mystery, malice, and ill intentions, but looking at that file, all he could see was normalcy."Anything specific I should find out?" Harley offered."I want details about her college. Who

"These people came for you, not the house" Damon heard his friend's voice overtake the music.He looked back, and found Joseph walking towards him."They came because they were unoccupied" was the answer."They admire you, stop being an asshole" Joseph smiled, thinking his friend was making some sarcastic joke."They're strangers to me. I want them all to fuck off""It's your birthday, man" Joseph approached his friend, and also rested his elbows on the protective bar. So they stayed side by side."Do you think I forgot?"Damon stared at the man next to him. The truth was that he could not forget even if he wanted to, and he wanted to. But some people considered that date too important not to be celebrated every holy year.Both were bathed in the dim light emanating from the room, as the intention was not to attract the attention of people downstairs. In other words, Damon was seeking refuge in the darkness, where no one but his demons would see him."You are very sober" was Joseph's