บททั้งหมดของ The Billionaire's Damned Secret: บทที่ 71 - บทที่ 80

Thalia's POV Her lips parted, her expression caught between guilt and hesitation. I stepped closer, my tone dropping further, barely a whisper now but as sharp as I could hone "Tell me" The soft rustle of leaves overhead broke the silence, but it couldn't mask the growing tension between Lilith and me.She stood in the middle of the garden, her posture stiff as she carefully tucked another strand of hair behind her ear, her eyes flickered to me, then away, like she was stalling for time. "It's not a serious thing” she said, her voice a whisper "It's just..." "Lilith" I interrupted, my tone stern and unforgiving "If Tobias made a deal with Brandon, it is serious". My frustration bled into my words, each syllable a plea for transparency, for honesty.She glanced at the neatly trimmed flowerbeds as if searching for an escape from this, finally, she sighed, meeting my eyes "We knew Brandon was trying to take control of the company, and you did too." She said evenly. "That isn't the

Alexander's POV The door clicked shut behind Elijah, and the silence stretched across Liam's office. I leaned back in my chair, watching Liam, who was staring at me like he was waiting for an explanation that I didn't want to give. The lump of his gaze was unrelenting, and I finally met it, my smirk barely masking the frustration roiling under my skin. "I need to know everything you know about this organization. Right now. Because the Alexander I know wouldn't seal a deal like that with a mere handshake" Liam said, his voice tight with amusement rather than suspicion.I glanced at the clock on the wall behind him, its hands moving too slowly. Thalia will be back tomorrow. That thought should've calmed me, but the knot in my chest tightened instead. I exhaled sharply, and leaned forward, resting my elbows on the sleek mahogany desk."Let's talk over your favorite scotch," I said, standing abruptly. I crossed the room to the glass console where Liam kept an extensive collection of age

Thalia's POV I finished my pear, savoring the last of its divine sweetness, and head back to my room. The warmth of a bath sounded perfect, especially since this house always seemed cold, no matter how brightly the sun shined.The piping hot water felt like a hug, soothing the chill in my bones, and the unease in my nerves. I sank into the tub for a few minutes, letting the heat wash over me, before stepping out to get dressed.Lilith had kept a few clothes for me, and I picked a red shirt and gray trousers from them. I sat in front of the mirror, then ran a comb through my mid-back-length brown hair, laughing inwardly as I recalled its transformation over the years. After the accident, I'd chopped it into a pixie cut, which eventually grew into bangs, then curtain bangs, and now, here it is—a semi-healthy, layered hair.With a sigh, I put my hair into a half-up, half-down style, set the brush down, and left the room. As I stepped into the hallway, I saw Lilith descending the stairs

Alexander's POV Five days. Six hours. Seventeen minutes. That's how long it had been since I last saw Thalia. Since I could touch her, hold her, breathe in the lavender-and-nut scent that lingered on her skin. Her absence was maddening, the kind of unrelenting ache that settled into your chest and refused to leave.The USB Kirill handed me? I left it on the table, without a second thought, the story he fed me about why Thalia didn’t come. Bullshit, I knew it the moment Grace let it slip that Thalia assigned her to assist me in any way I needed, that one small oversight confirmed it: Thalia already knew about it.It didn't soften the guilt weighing me down, if anything, it sharpened it, she was in trouble; I was certain of it, either they were holding her against her will or fed her the same lies they did me. But why? I was sure of my enemies now, two of them: Brandon Dahl and his partner-in-crime Eugene. And whoever the hell was behind Phantom Viper.I sat in my office at Croft Gro

Thalia's POVI was sick of that suffocating lake house, sick of the stale quiet that forced me into my thoughts. Thoughts that always drifted back to him—Alexander.When I told Tobias I wanted to leave, I fully expected a fight, instead, he surprised me. I suggested we go to the manor, and he agreed without hesitation, more than that, he insisted we all go—Lilith, Kirill, everyone."We're family" Tobias said, his voice steady and determined "A few years of distance and alienation won't break us. We're together now, and we should make the best of it”His words struck deep within me, it wasn't just the house I was running from—it was myself.The truth is, I felt like I was unraveling, maybe even breaking, maybe even...no, I don't want to think about it. I don't want to name the hollow ache in my chest, but it was there, and it was all because of him.I couldn't understand why I thought those simple days with Alexander—mere weeks—meant anything to him. To me, they meant everything. To