บททั้งหมดของ The Billionaire's Reluctant Bride : บทที่ 261 - บทที่ 270

The silence was sharp as glass as I stared down at the phone in my hand.You’ve been warned.Just three words, but the weight of them pressed into my chest like a stone. I could feel Alexander watching me, waiting for me to react, waiting for me to figure out what to do nextmaybe because he needed an answer just as much as I did.I kept flipping the phone over, not even really seeing it, my mind racing through all the possibilities, all the names, all the ways this could play out. For a moment, I felt the edges of panic pressing in, threatening to pull me under. I’d thought maybe, just maybe, we could catch our breath for a night. That the storm had passed. But here it was again, crashing right back in.Alexander stepped closer, close enough that I could feel the heat rolling off him, that quiet force he carries everywhere, the one that always grounds me. He took the phone from my hand, didn’t bother to look at the message againhe already knew it by heart. I could see his jaw working,

The message buzzed in my hand, the words searing into my skin. You haven’t seen anything yet. It felt like a warning more than just a threat. It felt like a promise.I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to force the weight of it away. But it wasn’t just the words that had me shaken. It was the one behind it, and the looming shadow of uncertainty that followed.I glanced at Alexander, his brow furrowed as he read the message over my shoulder. His jaw was clenched, his expression a mask of restraint that I knew he had perfected over the years. But beneath that cool exterior, I could feel the fury boiling. His fingers brushed mine, grounding me in the moment.“We’ll get through this,” he said, his voice low but certain. “We’ve come this far. Whatever comes next, we’ll face it together. Nothing’s going to tear us apart.”The words, as much as they were meant to reassure, only added more weight to the world I was already carrying. I didn’t doubt him, never doubted him. But I was starting to rea

I froze.Catherine stepped into the room, her heels clicking against the floor, followed by Damien—a presence I hadn’t expected but now couldn’t ignore. He stood just behind her, his hands folded neatly in front of him, his gaze sharp, calculating. His dark eyes didn’t flicker with surprise or concern; he was exactly where he wanted to be, just as Catherine was.I looked at Alexander, who had gone rigid beside me, his entire posture tense with the tension between us and them. The moment felt like it had been stretched into an eternity, the air thick with unspoken words, a battle of wills just beginning to unfold before us.“Did I interrupt something?” Catherine’s voice was smooth, almost sweet, but there was a darkness in it that made my skin crawl.I couldn’t answer. I could barely breathe. My mind scrambled for control, for a response, but it was as if my body had betrayed me, paralyzed by the presence of the very people who had been a thorn in our side for far too long.Alexander s

Robert’s voice echoed in the room, slicing through the fragile moment I had just shared with Alexander. I froze, my heart skipping a beat, my breath caught somewhere between dread and disbelief. How did he get here? What was he doing, walking in like he had every right to be part of this?“Sorry to interrupt,” Robert said smoothly, as though he hadn’t just shattered the quiet we’d fought so hard to build. His eyes flicked between Alexander and me, a satisfied smirk tugging at his lips. “But it seems like the real game isn’t over yet.”I could feel Alexander’s muscles stiffen beside me, his jaw tightening as he took a step forward, his body instinctively moving to shield me from whatever Robert had planned. But for the first time, I didn’t feel afraid. For the first time, I didn’t feel like I was standing on shaky ground.“I think it’s time we had a little talk,” Robert continued, his tone casual, like he hadn’t just walked in on the most personal moment of our lives. But there was som

The message from Catherine haunted me, its implications sinking in like a weight I couldn’t shake off. You think you’re ready? The words lingered, and despite everything we had fought for, despite the bond that had grown between Alexander and me, I could still feel the storm closing in.“Are you ready for this?” Alexander asked, his voice low but steady. He was standing beside me, looking out the window of our private office, his eyes scanning the city below. I couldn’t tell if he was asking about the company’s next move or something deeper—something personal between us.I looked at him, really looked at him—at the man who had become my partner, my equal, the one who had shared every victory and every loss. The man who had stood by me when the world seemed to crumble. The man who had made me believe in more than just survival.“I don’t know if we’re ever truly ready for what’s coming,” I said, stepping toward him. “But I do know that I’m ready to face it with you. Whatever it is. Toge