All Chapters of Sweet Submission: Love Me, Mr. Billionaire : Chapter 361 - Chapter 370

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Ashes

ColeI had been in my office all morning, reviewing some proposals for hours and going through some company projects at hand.I rubbed my forehead, and the thought of Skylar suddenly crept into my mind. I leaned back in my chair, thinking briefly about calling her just to check up on her when a sharp knock sounded at the door.I glanced up.“Come in.”The door opened, and Xavier stepped inside.“Xavier, it’s good you’re here,” I said, motioning him forward. “I was actually about to send for you. There’s something I need you to—”“Cole,” Xavier cut in, his voice tight. “Something’s wrong.”I straightened immediately and frowned.“What happened?”Xavier swallowed hard.“I just got news… Skylar’s mother’s store was razed down by fire. It’s already everywhere in the news.”“What?” I stood up so quickly my chair rolled back. “How?!”Xavier shook his head.“I don’t know. But it’s serious.”I didn’t even bother shutting down my computer. I grabbed my coat and headed for the door.“Let’s go,”

A Hidden Enemy

Cole“Cole,” Xavier called as he walked toward us, his eyes darting between me and the officer, “is everything alright?”I didn't say a word and just handed him the paper the officer had given me. Xavier took it and read the message.His jaw tightened as he frowned before looking back at me. “Where did this come from?”“It was found in the store,” the officer responded. “Hidden under some collapsed shelves.”Xavier’s expression darkened. He paused, then muttered, “Mrs. McLair mentioned that some maintenance men came to work on electrical issues yesterday… Could the people responsible for this have dropped this while pretending to be electricians?”“It’s highly possible,” the officer replied firmly. “We’re already investigating. But… Mr. Buckman…” he turned to me, “do you have any idea what these men are talking about? This message implies this isn’t the first time. This was their second attempt.”I thought hard about it, trying to understand the message.A second attempt.Meaning ther

Deep Plans

AmeliaThe ropes around my wrists were burning again. The sting crawled up my arms, making me hiss in frustration while pulling against the rope.“Lorenzo! Let me go! You can’t do this to me!” I yelled loudly.I didn’t even know how long I’d been here—hours? Days? Time blurred inside this dim room with its flickering bulb and damp smell. I tugged harder, ignoring the burn tearing across my wrists.“Lorenzo! I’m serious! Let me out!”My throat already hurt from shouting. I had tried to apologize, tried to explain, tried to make him understand I wasn’t the same woman who betrayed him all those years ago… but he didn’t hear a word of it. He refused to listen and chose to walk away and leave me bound here.“My hands are hurting!” I shouted, lifting my wrists as much as I could. “Do you hear me? They’re hurting!”Still nothing.I bit my lip and lowered my hands. Was this what he wanted? To leave me tied up until I broke? Until I begged him again?I wouldn’t—Well… I didn’t know anymore.Ju

N*****x and Chill

EthanI didn’t even see the man until his shoulder slammed hard against mine, causing the cold drink I was holding to spill on him.“What…”“Hey, are you mad?” the man barked. “Why would you bump into me?!”He sounded so loud and angry that several people instantly turned.I raised my hands defensively. “Chill, man. I just accidentally bumped you while getting a drink! Why are you yelling at me?”The man was built like a wall; hulky, sweaty, irritated, and the veins on his neck bulged as he glared down at me. He looked like someone who woke up every morning choosing violence.“Accidentally?” he snarled, grabbing the front of my shirt and pulling me closer. “You proud bastard! You’re not even apologizing?! Maybe I should teach you a lesson!”A murmur rose from the people around us. I could hear my colleagues from the company pushing through the crowd.“Sir, please calm down…”“It was an accident…”“Let go of him…”But the man’s fist tightened around my shirt. His breath smelled like ga

The Envelope

EthanI was laughing so hard that my stomach actually hurt. I won! I watched as my online opponent’s avatar fell dramatically to the ground. Another easy win.I leaned back on the couch and relaxed. This was exactly how I wanted my suspension week to go: me, snacks, no Dan, no work, no stress. Just pure peace.Then my phone started ringing.I groaned loudly. “Seriously? Now?”I looked at the caller ID.Ron… my colleague and only friend in the office.I paused the game and snatched my phone off the table.“Ron,” I said, “how’s work? Must be fun working while I’m here playing games and enjoying life.”He chuckled weakly. “Work is fine, man. Just… you know. Busy.”There was a short pause from his end before he said, “Listen… I heard what happened. So I wanted to check up on you first. Just wanted to know how you’re doing.”I grabbed a bag of chips and tore it open with my teeth. “What happened?” I asked casually as I tossed some chips into my mouth. “Because I’m having a great time. Tru

Ethan Jackson

EthanThe Buckman family must be the ones responsible for the death of my mother!They must be the ones that killed her!They are the…The thought stopped halfway in my mind. It was like something inside me refused to continue the sentence. I wanted to shout, to curse, to scream their names: Cole, Rufus, Grandpa. I wanted to feel anger burning in my chest—something that matched the pain tearing me apart inside.But instead…All I felt was guilt.Nothing but guilt… and regret.My chest felt tight. My throat felt clogged. Everything in me was heavy. I curled into myself on the cold floor, holding the picture of my mother against my chest, and all I could think was…I should have been there.I should have protected her.I should have been a better son.I should have listened, loved her, helped her, done something—anything—other than play around like a fool and wait for her to fix my life for me.The pain in me wasn’t anger or hatred or fury… it was regret.What was even the point of livi

The Weight of a Choice

ColeXavier and I stepped out of the car and headed straight to Grandpa's house.“Wait for me in the living room,” I said to Xavier as I took off my coat.He nodded and sat down while I headed straight for Grandpa’s study to speak with him.The moment I pushed the study door open, Grandpa looked up instantly and closed the thick book in his hands. He removed his reading glasses, placed them carefully on the desk, and gave me a small smile.“Cole.”“Grandpa,” I greeted, bowing my head slightly.He studied me for a moment. “And how are Skylar and my great-grandchild doing?”“They are doing quite well.”Grandpa was quiet for a moment, his eyes drifting away as if he was thinking about something heavy. Then he finally asked,“Did you deliver my letter to Ethan?”I nodded. “I told Dan to give it to him. He must have received it by now.”I didn't know what Grandpa wrote in the letter, but I made sure to add my own… message to it.Grandpa exhaled slowly, rubbing a hand over his face.“I just

Fraying Edges

AmberI smiled politely as Marcus shook hands with our last client of the day as the man finally stepped out of the private dining room.As soon as the door closed, I instantly dropped the fake smile, slumped back into the chair, and let out a long, weary sigh I had been holding in for hours.Marcus chuckled.“Are you alright?”I didn’t even have the strength to pretend and simply shook my head.It had been meeting after meeting. Negotiations. Calls. Dinners. Strategic alliances. Trying to win support, charm investors, reassure hesitant partners… and still—nothing. Not a whisper, not a rumor, not even the faintest hint about the Eurasian project.“I don’t even know anymore,” I muttered, rubbing a hand across my forehead. “Some days it feels like we’re making progress. Like things are moving. And then the next minute… it’s like we’re right back where we started. I don’t understand what’s going on.”Marcus didn’t respond immediately. He exhaled slowly and said, “You need to exercise a l

Into The Dragon’s Den

Xavier“Welcome, Mr. Xavier.”My whole body tensed instinctively as I turned toward the direction of the sound, but being blindfolded, I saw nothing but darkness.For the past hour, maybe more, I had been driven around in circles, transferred between two different cars, and escorted by silent masked guards who didn’t speak a single word to me. My questions went unanswered. My attempts at conversation were all ignored.And now… we were here.Wherever “here” was.I heard footsteps approaching. A hand brushed near my face, and then fingers tugged at the fabric tied around my eyes.Light burst in.Not painfully bright, but enough to make me squint hard as the blindfold was pulled off completely. It took me a few seconds before everything stopped blurring.Two men stood in front of me wearing black suits.“Thank you,” I muttered.“Please follow us,” one of them said.I stole a quick glance behind me at the masked guards who had brought me here. Even now, they still hadn't said a word. They

Lost Signal

Cole“Find him! Right now!”My voice thundered through the operations room, making half the team flinch.The analysts from Unit Viper, the division responsible for tracking field operatives, scrambled back to their stations, fingers flying across keyboards as they tried to reestablish a visual feed of Xavier.My chest tightened with each passing second.Goddamn it, Xavier.He had promised. He had promised he would keep the line open, keep the cameras on, keep communication steady.He had promised he wouldn’t go rogue.And yet here we were.“Sir…” one of the technicians stammered, “w-we still can’t locate the signal. All feeds from the cameras and the comm device have been…”“Destroyed?!” I snapped. “Then try harder! Do your goddamn job and find him!”The room fell into a tense, panicked silence as they pushed even faster, screens flashing lines of code.I turned sharply toward Inspector Fred.“Send the unit closest to his location,” I ordered. “Now. Tell them to move in immediately. S

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