All Chapters of The Billionaire's Reluctant Bride : Chapter 281 - Chapter 290

The words on my phone still haunted me, lingering like a storm cloud that wouldn’t dissipate. I’m coming for everything you’ve built. This isn’t over, Leila. Not by a long shot.I stared at the message, the weight of it pressing against my chest, suffocating me. I had been prepared for the worstexpected it even. But something about the finality in those words, the cold certainty, unsettled me in a way nothing else had.I felt Alexander’s presence beside me like a steady anchor, his hand warm in mine, his touch grounding me in the chaos that threatened to take over. The noise of the world outside seemed distant, but the moment we shared was oursreal, tangible. I could feel the tension in his muscles, the way his grip tightened ever so slightly as he read the message over my shoulder.“What now?” I asked the question, escaping my lips before I could stop it. It wasn’t just about Robert, though that was certainly part of it. It was the weight of everything we had fought the empire, our l

The silence in the room was suffocating, the air thick with anticipation. My mother’s voice still echoed in my mind, cold and distant, demanding to be heard. We need to talk.I couldn’t shake the feeling of unease, the gnawing fear that something big was about to unravel. Despite everything we had built, despite the strength that Alexander and I had cultivated together, I couldn’t ignore the fact that my mother’s return threatened to shake the foundation of everything I had fought for.I glanced at Alexander, his presence beside me grounding me in a way that no one else could. His hand found mine, the steady warmth of his touch a silent promise that no matter what came, we would face it together.But even with him by my side, doubt lingered. I had spent years trying to outrun my past, trying to carve out a future free of the manipulation, the absence, the coldness that had always been a part of my relationship with my mother. And now, just as I had begun to believe that I could finall

The message from Sophie had been brief, but the urgency was undeniable. We need to talk. It’s urgent.I stared at the screen, the words refusing to settle in my mind. I didn’t like the tone of her message. Sophie wasn’t one to sound alarmed unless something had gone wrong. I felt a cold knot form in my stomach. But no matter the tension, no matter the unease gnawing at me, I turned to Alexander. He was beside me, just as calm as ever, and his presence was a balm to the disquiet spreading inside me.“What’s wrong?” he asked quietly, his voice full of concern, his hand reaching for mine, grounding me.I showed him the message, the brief words making the air between us grow heavier. He read it once, then a second time, his brow furrowing in thought. “Something’s wrong,” he said, the certainty in his tone a sharp contrast to the doubt twisting in my chest.“I don’t know what it is,” I replied, trying to steady my voice. “But I feel like we’re on the verge of something big. Something that

The cold wind bit at my skin as I stared at Robert, standing in front of the building with that same smirk, that same cold, calculating look that had always unsettled me.I didn’t know how long we stood there, but the moment felt like it was stretching into eternity, the weight of everything pressing in on me. Behind him, the building loomed, indifferent, a reminder that this was more than just a confrontation—it was a battle. A battle that would shape everything we had fought for.I could feel Alexander beside me, his presence solid and unwavering, the calm in the storm. I needed to remind myself that we weren’t alone in this fight. Together, we could face anything. We always had.But Robert’s presence, his very existence, was a reminder of how far we had come and how easily it could all slip away. The world we’d built, the partnership we had nurtured—it could all be shattered by one move, one misstep.“Leila,” Robert finally spoke, his voice smooth, almost mocking. “I didn’t expect

I don’t know when I started to believe we were untouchable. Maybe it was in the quiet moments when we worked side by side, when the world outside felt like a distant murmur, and everything that truly mattered was right here. Maybe it was in the moments when we let ourselves breathe, letting the weight of the world rest just long enough for us to catch our breath.But right now, standing in the living room with Alexander, I realized how far we’d come—and how much more we still had to face. We had just received Sophie’s message, and the realization that Robert was moving faster than we thought slammed into me like a freight train. The fight wasn’t over, not even close. We were still in the eye of the storm, and the winds had only begun to pick up.But as I stood there with Alexander, I didn’t feel fear. I felt something else. Something deeper.“We’ve got this,” I said, my voice more confident than I felt. But I couldn’t afford to show any cracks. Not in front of him.“I know we do,” he