Lahat ng Kabanata ng IN LOVE WITH MY BILLIONAIRE BOSS(He Is Betrothed, But Mine!): Kabanata 71 - Kabanata 80

Chapter 71: Alicia’s GambitAlicia’s POVThe symphony of classical music swirled around me, the rich notes of the piano filling my penthouse. I poured myself a glass of wine, the crimson liquid swirling like a storm in the crystal goblet. Tonight, I needed its warmth to calm the fire raging inside me.Leonardo’s defiance was no longer amusing—it was infuriating. He had crossed a line, not just by rejecting me but by flaunting Olivia, a woman who had no business standing beside him. He thought he could ignore me, outsmart me, but I had spent years mastering the art of control. And I wasn’t about to lose now.The faint chime of my phone interrupted my thoughts. Celeste’s name flashed on the screen, and I swiped to answer.“What do you have for me?” I asked, my voice sharp.“I’ve confirmed it,” she said. “Leonardo and Olivia are working with Marcus. He’s been digging into your offshore accounts and your connections to Navarro.”I exhaled slowly, the anger simmering in my chest. “How

Chapter 73: The Final ChoiceOlivia's Point of ViewThe cool, sterile air of the penthouse felt more suffocating than ever. I stood in the center of the living room, my hands clasped tightly in front of me, as Leonardo sat on the couch, his eyes never leaving me. He hadn't said a word since I walked in, but the tension between us was palpable-like a physical weight pressing down on my chest.The hours since Marcus's last update had been agonizing. Every minute felt like an eternity, each tick of the clock dragging me deeper into uncertainty. I had hoped for clarity, for some sign that everything would be okay, but instead, I was drowning in doubt."Olivia," Leonardo finally spoke, his voice thick with emotion. "I know you're struggling with this, but I swear to you, it's all a lie. We'll prove it. You'll see."His words should have been comforting. They should have brought some sense of relief, but instead, they only made me feel more trapped. I wasn't sure anymore if it was his l

Leonardo's POVThe sterile hospital room felt suffocating. Olivia lay motionless, her face pale against the white sheets, a maze of tubes and wires surrounding her fragile body. The steady beep of the heart monitor was a rhythm I had come to dread, a reminder of the danger she was still in. Her chest rose and fell with shallow breaths, and every time I stared at her, my heart ached with the weight of my own guilt.I hadn't left her side since we arrived at Mount Sinai, holding her hand, speaking to her, even though I knew she couldn't hear me. I whispered my apologies to her, asking for forgiveness for the things I should've said, the things I should've done. She was slipping further away from me, and the thought of losing her-of never being able to make things right-was too much to bear.I heard the door open behind me but didn't turn around. I already knew who it was.Marcus stepped into the room, his footsteps slow, his face drawn tight with exhaustion. He had been a steady pre

Leonardo's POVThe days after Olivia returned to the penthouse were a delicate balance of patience and pain.She moved through the rooms quietly, her presence felt but muted, like a ghost trying to find its place among the living. I could see the weight she carried in every step, every hesitant glance, every deep breath she took to hold herself together.I stayed close, always watching, always ready to help, but careful not to smother her. She needed space to heal, but I wasn't going to let her face this alone.One morning, as I brewed coffee in the kitchen, I heard her footsteps behind me. I turned to find her standing in the doorway, her hair tied back loosely and her face pale but determined."Good morning," I said softly, setting the mug on the counter.She nodded, her gaze falling to the steaming cup. "Good morning."There was an awkward silence between us, one that hadn't existed before. I hated it, but I didn't know how to fix it."Do you want coffee?" I asked, desperate to

Victor's POVThe glass of whiskey in my hand was half-empty, its amber glow catching the faint light from my office. I swirled it slowly, leaning back in my chair as I replayed Alicia's latest orders in my mind. She was relentless, and I had to admit, that was why I had aligned myself with her in the first place.She wasn't afraid to get her hands dirty.But even someone as calculating as Alicia had her blind spots, and that's where I came in. I'd spent my life in this world of lies and power plays. I knew when to strike, when to hold back, and when to let someone else believe they were in control.That was the trick. Let them believe they're running the show.Alicia thought she was running me, but the truth was, I'd been pulling strings long before she came into my orbit.The knock at the door came just as I expected."Come in," I called, my tone even.Marcus entered, his face impassive as always. He was good at hiding his emotions, but I knew him well enough to sense when somethi