บททั้งหมดของ Claimed By The Billionaire: บทที่ 141 - บทที่ 150

DamonThe sky is already bleeding orange by the time we leave that damn alley. I'm driving behind Kingsley, both of us cutting through the city like hounds with a scent but no kill. And all I can think is: two more days. Forty-eight whole hours of doing absolutely nothing while she's out there, God knows where, and with God knows who.What the hell am I supposed to do with myself till then?I lean against the steering wheel at the next stop sign, and my thoughts spiral before I can stop them. I picture her again, bound up, mouth dry, skin cold. That same damn image from the photo flashing like a strobe in my head. Her on that concrete floor, blindfolded, arms behind her back like she's some package waiting to be moved. My foot's still on the brake, but I don't even notice the green light has come and gone.Then the honking starts. A symphony of it. Aggressive. Sharp. Curses flying through open windows."Get the hell out of the road, jackass!"I jolt like someone lit a fuse in me, curse

DamonI don’t even realise how tightly I’ve been clenching my fists until I feel my nails digging into my palms.Ava scrambles toward me, desperation written all over her face. Her fingers wrap around my leg like she thinks clinging to me will somehow reverse everything that’s happened.“Please. What do we do?”What do we do?I kick her off me without thinking, the fury rolling through me like wildfire.“We? You’ll be locked up in this house. In cuffs. Till I get her back. And even then. You won’t go free.”She swallows hard, her throat visibly tensing. “Alright. But please, how can I help?”I don’t answer right away. I walk over to the couch and drop into it, not because I’m tired, but because I need to separate myself from Ava's chaos of the last fifteen minutes. I need space from her. From the fact that she’s even here.I nod toward the opposite couch. “Sit.”She gets up from the floor and perches delicately, like the weight of her guilt won’t let her sit fully. She's latching tight

Damon Ava keeps smiling, eyes locked on me like she’s just revealed a huge secret.I narrow my gaze. "I do, actually."She nods, still smiling.I snap, "Why's that look stuck on your face?""Nothing," she shrugs, still grinning. "It's just... new territory. You? like this?"I glare. "Like what? Speak up or shut up, Ava. No one's making small talk with you."She hesitates for a second, swallows, then says, "I just figured she'd gotten you wrapped around her finger. Because since I walked in here, you've said more words to me than you did all the while we spent together."I scoff, leaning forward slightly. "You sound like we were around each other for more than a couple of months. It was never anything serious, Ava. You always reeked of greed and always needed to be seen, and that's not my thing. Plus, you stole from me. In that little time, I entrusted my money with you, and you went ahead and did your thing. You freaking disappeared with it."Her smile fades. "I'm sorry. There's reall

DamonIt’s dark when I wake up. My body feels like lead, the room’s quiet, and for a second, I forget what day it is. What time. Then it hits me.I sit up fast, heart kicking in my chest, and reach for my phone on the nightstand.5:48 PM.Not yet, still. Can this day take any longer?I dial Leo immediately.“Good evening, boss,” he answers.“Leo. Hope you're fully recovered now?” I ask.“Yes, boss. Fully recovered.”“Good. We might’ve found something. A clue on where they could be keeping her. I need you to put a team together—fifteen men, minimum. No deadweight.”“Understood. Where are we heading out from?”“Kingsley’s. Be here before 7 a.m.”“Yes, boss.”I hang up and climb out of bed, heading down the hallway, and Kingsley's in the kitchen, naturally.“Always cooking.”He glances over. “Man’s gotta eat. Tomorrow’s either fight or fight. You in?”“Nah. Thanks.”I lean against the wall, arms folded.“What’d you do with your other guest?” I ask, nodding toward the hallway.“You mean ‘y

Damon She blinks, clearly caught off guard.Her lips part like she wants to ask something, but I don’t wait.I close the distance and press my lips to hers, slow and steady, like a promise I’ve waited too long to make. It's not rushed. Not desperate. But it’s full of everything I haven’t said. All the nights I didn’t sleep. All the times I feared this moment wouldn’t come.She freezes for a heartbeat. Just one.And then I feel her breathe me in, soft and trembling, and lean into the kiss.She exhales against me and leans in, as her hands curl loosely onto the front of my shirt, and my heart stumbles. Her mouth opens gently to mine, and I follow, deepening it, just enough to feel the ache in my chest. We move together like we’ve done this before, but still like we’re both relearning each other.When I pull back, her breath catches and her eyes open, still locked on mine. There’s no noise, no clock ticking, no air moving—just her and me, standing there like time folded in on itself. “A,