Chased By Billionaire After One Night のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 111 - チャプター 120

Phoebe woke up after three hours of sleep.Habitually, she reached out to feel the space beside her—cold and empty.Opening her eyes, she turned to the side, and his voice echoed in her mind. Her face instantly paled, and she fought back tears, telling herself not to cry.Beneath the sheets, she lay bare, curling into a small ball, staring blankly at the unfamiliar surroundings. Her memories only went as far as the office—had he carried her here?She didn't know where she was, but she felt safe. The décor was distinctly Alexander's, and the sheets still carried his scent.Taking a deep breath, she inhaled his familiar fragrance, then closed her eyes again, a single crystal tear escaping from the corner of her eye.His cold tone replayed in her mind, stirring a wave of pain in her heart. And Melissa—if it were her, he certainly wouldn't act this way.Did he truly not care for her at all?But what could she do? She liked him so much—his good side, his bad side, his domineering nature, a

Love? Should he call her foolish or naive? The only value a woman had was to satisfy his desires. No woman was worth his affection anymore, and there never would be.He looked at her with disdain. "You'd better know your place. Don't forget, you're just a prostitute I bought—nothing more than a tool for my pleasure."Her heart twisted painfully. His words always left her feeling hurt and humiliated."You already have Melissa. You like her, so why don't you go to her instead of controlling me?" she cried."Do you really think that if I sleep with you a few more times, you'll become special?" His gaze was laced with mockery."Then why do you keep me around?""Your body tastes great." That was the only reason he kept her close.His degrading words sent a chill down her spine. "But I don't want this! I don't want to be your plastic doll! Go find someone else! Don't come to me!"Her resistance ignited a raging fire within him. He already craved her body, but her defiance only made him want

Alexander drove aimlessly through the streets, unsure of what he was doing.Ever since Phoebe had run out, his heart had been in turmoil, as if some invisible force was compelling him to search the streets for something.He circled around the road several times, his gaze fixed on the window.Damn it, it was late, and still raining—where could she possibly be?He should have been indifferent to her fate, but just the thought of her wearing that revealing outfit, the one he had torn, made him feel inexplicably uneasy. He didn't want any man to see her like that.After searching for what felt like an eternity, he abruptly stopped the car at a corner.In the rain, he couldn't see clearly, but he caught a glimpse of a couple not far away. He drove closer, took a quick glance, and then moved on.However, in that moment of departure, he glanced back through the rearview mirror.After a long search, he slammed his fist down on the steering wheel in frustration.Damn it! Where could she have g

"Pheebs, what are you thinking about?" Laura teased, waving her hand in front of Phoebe's face as she stared off into space."Nothing," Phoebe replied with a smile.She really liked Laura; she was thoughtful, mature, and great at taking care of people."Here, eat this! I just made it, and it's really good for pregnant women," Laura said, her eyes wide with excitement as she presented the food to Phoebe.Phoebe took a bite and replied, "It's delicious."Lately, she had developed a particular craving for sour foods, and Laura often made them for her.Laura's cooking was genuinely good, much better than Phoebe's own efforts, which felt inferior in comparison."I'll make this for you every day if you like," Laura said cheerfully, her voice soft and sweet."Thank you, but I'd feel bad if you did that every day.""It's no trouble at all! I love cooking for you. My brother never eats what I make," she said, her expression suddenly downcast."Why not?" Phoebe was surprised; Laura's cooking wa

The next morning, when Melissa emerged from the bathroom, she didn't see Alex in bed. After searching the bedroom, she spotted him standing on the balcony.She approached him from behind and wrapped her arms around his waist, wearing only a towel and nothing underneath.Her body pressed against his solid back; she wasn't going to miss any chance to entice him.Morning was when a man's desire was at its peak, and she hoped to spark that in him..."Alex, what are you doing here?" she asked, resting her cheek against his broad back.Alexander stiffened slightly, his movements freezing as he looked out into the distance, his eyes unfathomable.Noticing the smell of smoke in the air, Melissa spoke up. "Are you smoking?""Yeah," he replied tersely.She couldn't see his expression, but it was clear he was troubled.Was he regretting something? Did he regret that the woman he slept with last night wasn't Phoebe, but her instead? What did that bitch have that made Alex like her? What was she l