Semua Bab Chased By Billionaire After One Night: Bab 471 - Bab 480

On the fourth day of her business trip, Phoebe finally stepped out of the hotel to clear her mind. Tokyo's neon lights blinked rhythmically along the streets, but she couldn't bring herself to appreciate the view. Her fingers kept brushing over the phone screen—no missed calls, no texts.A bitter smile tugged at her lips. She had been the one to run away—so why was she expecting anything at all?The bright white lights of a convenience store snapped her back to reality. Checking the time, she realized she'd been wandering the streets for over two hours. She turned to head back to the hotel, only to find herself lost in a maze of unfamiliar alleys. The Japanese signs may as well have been written in code, and when she tried calling her colleague, she was met with a dead line.A chill wind swept past, carrying with it a flurry of foreign words. Phoebe pulled her coat tighter and quickened her steps. As she passed a bustling izakaya, a group of drunk men leered at her. Heart racing, she

Phoebe's ears burned as she darted back into her room like a startled rabbit. Ten minutes later, she yanked open the door, dragging her suitcase behind her—Bang!Her forehead collided with a solid chest, the familiar scent of cedar filling her lungs. Alexander stood in the doorway, one arm propped casually on the frame. His robe was now securely tied, though his damp hair still dripped water."A ten-billion yen contract," he said, glancing at his watch, "and you've got forty-three minutes left.""I'm going home," she said stiffly, holding her chin high.He leaned in, minty breath brushing her ear. "Breaking the contract would cost you a lifetime's worth of debt."Phoebe's knuckles turned white around the suitcase handle."Thirty seconds," he straightened, water trickling from his throat down into his collar. "Put your luggage away, grab the contract, and meet me in my room.""Why your room?""So you don't run.""…Fine," Phoebe grumbled. "Go get dressed then. I'll wait here in my room

The sea breeze brushed gently past them as Alexander's long fingers traced Phoebe's slightly swollen lips, his gaze full of boundless tenderness."Having you by my side... it's the best thing in the world," he whispered, resting his chin lightly against the top of her head. "Don't be mad anymore, hmm?"Phoebe leaned into his chest and murmured softly, "Okay." Truthfully, her heart had already begun to soften the moment they were reunited."It's not easy making you happy," he chuckled lowly, twirling a strand of her hair around his finger. "I'll have to be extra careful from now on—treat you like royalty and never dare upset my little goddess again." Only heaven knew how tortured he'd been these past few days."You'd better remember what you just said." She was about to issue a stern warning when he pressed a finger gently to her lips."I swear," he said, lifting two fingers solemnly, his eyes burning with sincerity. "There won't be a next time."Phoebe smiled despite herself, and the

At one o'clock in the afternoon, when the cruise ship docked, Phoebe's legs were still trembling. Alexander's strong arm wrapped tightly around her waist, only making her struggle harder."Don't touch me!" Phoebe hissed through clenched teeth, her fingertips digging into the fabric of his suit sleeve.Alexander chuckled lowly and only tightened his grip. "What if you fall?" he murmured against her ear, his breath hot. "Who was it that cried last night, begging me not to stop?"Phoebe's ears instantly burned red. The curious gazes from nearby tourists made her skin crawl, and the man had the nerve to raise his voice deliberately:"Want me to carry you?""You—" She jerked her head up, only to meet his teasing grey-blue eyes. The flicker of mischief inside them made her instantly recall how those very eyes had darkened in the throes of passion the night before.In the end, she was swept into his arms. Alexander pressed her burning face against his chest."Be good. Take a nap," he said ge

Phoebe stepped out of the kitchen and saw only the two kids playing on the couch. There was no sign of Alexander or Ryan.Puzzled, she walked over. Before she could even ask, the kids pointed toward the study."Mom, Grandpa called Uncle in for a talk," they said."A talk?" Phoebe glanced at the tightly closed door, her heart tightening a little.With Anila helping her in the kitchen, dinner was ready in just forty minutes.When Phoebe came out again, Ryan and Alexander were already sitting together on the couch, chatting away.Phoebe looked over in surprise—they actually seemed to be getting along. Whatever Alexander had said, it had Ryan laughing happily.For the first time, the whole family sat down together for a meal. The mood was light and joyful. With the two mischievous kids adding their antics, the table was filled with laughter.After dinner, Alexander volunteered to clean up. Phoebe didn't stop him but followed along to lend a hand.The faucet gushed noisily in the kitchen.