บททั้งหมดของ The Billionaires Pawn : บทที่ 81 - บทที่ 90

Lexis pov “You should’ve told me,” he said, disappointment in his voice I didn’t know how to respond. My throat tightened, and I just stared at him, the weight of his words sinking in. I had been so caught up in everything else—Alexa, the betrayal, the lies—I had forgotten to mention the most important thing. I didn’t want to complicate things further, but now, it was out in the open. “Well, yes,” I said, my voice quiet. “I didn’t bother to tell you because you were comfortable living with another woman.” The words stung, and I hated the bitterness in my voice, but it was the truth. Julian’s face faltered for a moment, and he took a deep breath. “I’m sorry,” he said, his voice thick with regret. “I swear I never knew. I thought it was you, Lexi. I… I never would have done what I did if I’d known.” He sat down beside me, his hands reaching for mine. The sincerity in his eyes was unmistakable, and I felt a pang in my chest. He was sorry. And I could see it. “How many weeks?” he

Julian’s POV I couldn’t hear anything over the deafening thrum of blood pumping in my ears. The pain in my chest was overwhelming, but there was no time to dwell on it. I couldn’t let her win. Not like this. Not after everything. I pushed forward, stumbling slightly, using the wall to steady myself as I moved toward her. I had to end this. It didn’t matter how bad I was hurt—I would finish this fight. “Stay down, Alexa!” I shouted, my voice rough, every word a struggle to push out. My grip on the gun was shaky, but my aim was steady. But Alexa didn’t seem scared. Her lips curled into that smug, dangerous smile of hers. “You really think you can win this? You’re too late, Julian.” She lunged forward in a blur of motion, catching me off guard. The blade flashed in her hand, and before I could even think, it sunk deep into my chest. I gasped, blood spilling from my mouth as the pain hit like a wave, knocking the air out of me. The world started to spin, but I gritted my teeth, refu

Lexi’s POV The suitcase lay open on the bed, half-filled with carefully folded clothes. Excitement buzzed through me as I reached for another dress, my mind already painting images of the romantic getaway Julian and I had planned. We needed this—after everything, we deserved a moment to breathe, to just be us. I bit my lip, suppressing a smile. Julian was in the shower, and I could already picture his reaction when he saw my outfit choices. The thought made my heart race. Just as I zipped up the suitcase, a soft knock came at the door. “Ma’am?” A hesitant voice followed. I turned to find a young woman standing by the doorway, her hands neatly folded in front of her apron. I recognized her as the new maid Julian had hired after the last one was caught snooping. “What is it?” I asked, straightening up. “You have a visitor, ma’am,” she said, shifting uncomfortably. A visitor? My brows furrowed. No one was supposed to know we were here. “Who is it?” The maid hesitated before ans

Julian's POV: The Santorini sun kissed Lexi's skin as we lounged on our private terrace, the Aegean Sea stretching endlessly before us. I couldn't take my eyes off her - the way her hair caught the light, the gentle swell of her stomach where our child grew. "What are you staring at?" Lexi asked, a playful smile on her lips. I pulled her close, my hands roaming her curves. "The most beautiful woman in the world," I murmured, capturing her lips in a searing kiss. Our week in paradise had been nothing short of magical. Days spent exploring the island, nights filled with passion and whispered promises. I'd never felt more connected to Lexi, more certain of our future together. As I deepened the kiss, Lexi moaned softly, her body melting into mine. "Julian," she breathed, "take me to bed." I didn't need to be asked twice. Lexi's POV: Julian's touch set my skin on fire, his lips trailing a path of heat down my neck. We stumbled into the bedroom, shedding clothes as we went. "God,

Julian’s POV The fury hadn’t left me—not completely. It simmered beneath my skin, coiled and waiting for an outlet. Liam deserved to die. He deserved to suffer for daring to touch what was mine. But Lexi… Lexi had begged. And no matter how much rage burned in my veins, I couldn’t ignore the way she had sobbed at my feet, clinging to me like I was her salvation. That was the only reason he was still breathing. For now. I had to make sure she never saw him again. Before she could try to leave or find a way to contact him, I locked the house down. Security was doubled, and I made my instructions painfully clear—no one, not even Lexi, was to step foot outside without my permission. “If she gets out, you die. If you let anyone in, you die,” I told the guards. “And if you even think about disobeying me, I’ll make sure your families suffer first.” They nodded, terror in their eyes. Good. Satisfied that she was trapped, I returned to the house and made my way to her room. She was s