THE BILLIONAIRE'S DANGEROUS LOVE のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 31 - チャプター 40

Lucian’s POVBrenda sat cross-legged on the other side of the bed, engrossed in the novel she was reading. Her fingers lightly grazed the pages as her eyes darted across the text with deep concentration. The dim glow from the bedside lamp cast a soft halo around her, making her look even more serene than usual. For a moment, I just watched her, letting the silence settle between us like an old friend.Then, in a low voice, I called her name.“Brenda.”She lifted her gaze from the book, her hazel eyes flickering with curiosity.“You shouldn’t forget that you’re resuming work at the charity division tomorrow,” I reminded her. “You might want to sleep early so you don’t wake up late.”She nodded. “I remember. I’m just trying to finish this chapter.”She returned her attention to the book, and I said nothing more. Instead, I let my thoughts drift.It had been a full week of peace since we moved into this mansion—a week without gunshots, threats, or unexpected attacks. That alone should h

Brenda’s POVMrs. Elizabeth had been on my mind lately.It had been weeks since I last saw her, and I wanted to tell her how so much had changed.She was the only person I could truly confide in, the one who had been my support during my darkest times. I could already imagine the look on her face when I told her I had married Lucian Kingsley—the very man she had subtly warned me against.Her sharp, knowing gaze would pierce through me, and she would probably shake her head, muttering something about how life always took unexpected turns.But I would assure her that it was just a contract marriage—nothing real, nothing permanent.One year.That was all.She would be shocked to know that Lucian had bought me a car and that I was now working in his company.I had so much to tell her—and yet, I wasn’t ready to tell Lucian about her.Not because I was hiding anything.But because Lucian was cautious—too cautious. He would question my connection to her, wonder about my past, and I wasn’t in

Lucian’s POVThe moment I crushed my lips on Brenda's, time seemed to freeze Brenda’s lips were soft against mine, her breath warm, her pupils blown wide in shock. The way her lips parted in surprise was a testament to how the moment realization struck her, I knew what it must have looked like. That I had taken advantage of the moment, of the alcohol in our system, of the playful night we had just shared. But even if it was reckless, even if I knew I shouldn’t have done it—I couldn’t stop myself. I didn't even know where the compulsion to kiss her came from. Before she could say anything, before she could pull away, I deepened the kiss.My tongue slipped past her parted lips, and instead of resisting, she let out the softest gasp against my mouth.We finally pulled away to breath and just when I thought I had a lot of explanation to do for my action, she surprised me even more and she pressed her lips to mine and kissed me back.My breath hitched in my throat.She didn’t just reci

Vanessa’s POVI remained frozen in place for a moment and the world around me seemed to fade into silence as my gaze darted between the masked costume in my mother’s hands and her cold, unreadable expression.I knew this moment was coming the second I realized the costume was missing.But nothing—not even my worst fears—could have prepared me for this.The weight of the situation sank deep into my bones, my heart pounding so loudly it felt like it was going to burst.I swallowed hard, my mouth dry, and forced myself to meet her stare again.She wasn’t just holding that costume.She was holding my biggest mistake.My darkest secret.And she was waiting for an answer.Her fingers twitched impatiently against the fabric.She was never a woman of much patience, but she had never looked at me like this before.Like a stranger.Like I was someone she didn’t recognize anymore.I tried to speak, to say something—anything—but all that came out was a strangled sound.Panic coiled around my thro

Brenda’s POVBefore I could respond to the knock, the door swung open.Lucian.Of course, it was him. Only he would barge in like that, completely disregarding my permission.My breath hitched as he strode toward me with cold, calculated steps, his tall frame cutting a powerful silhouette against the office light.His expression was unreadable. But his eyes—his cold, piercing eyes—bore into me with a sharp intensity that made my stomach twist.I slowly rose to my feet, bewildered by his presence, my pulse hammering against my skin.“What…?” I started to ask, but before I could complete my sentence, his voice sliced through the air.“What the hell was that all about earlier?”I blinked. “What?”Lucian’s jaw clenched.“In the meeting,” he clarified, his tone sharper this time. “And even now. What the hell is wrong with you?”His words sent a sting through my chest, but I forced myself to remain composed.“I— I don’t understand what you mean,” I stammered, trying to keep my voice steady.