บททั้งหมดของ ON THE BRUTAL BILLIONAIRE'S BED: บทที่ 161 - บทที่ 170

MAXIMUMWhen Lana looked in my direction, her face flushing with embarrassment, I couldn’t help but laugh. I found it adorable when my wife showed this vulnerable side of herself.Charles ran over and hugged my legs. “Welcome back, Dad,” he said happily.I picked him up and then approached Lana, holding Charles in my arms. “How was school today?” I asked her gently.She smiled at me before replying, “Not bad. I just got back not too long ago.”I nodded, then hesitated before saying, “I have something to tell you about your dad later.”Her expression grew serious, and I could tell she had already guessed that it wasn’t good news, even before I said a word.After settling Charles, we headed upstairs to my room. I initially suggested we showered together, but I could see Lana’s impatience—she was eager to hear what I had to say about her father.“Are we going to eat dinner first before you tell me?” she grumbled.I nodded. “Yes.”I watched her pout her lips at me, and I couldn’t resist s

LANAA chill ran through my entire body, and fear clenched my chest as I realized what my father was really revealing—his feelings toward all women, including me. I opened my mouth to speak, but no words came out.He sneered, “You already figured it out, didn’t you?”His smile was so terrifying that I found it hard to breathe. Summoning all my courage, I asked, “Was everything you told me about your feelings toward my mother and Stella true?”He scoffed and sneered. “Those are just empty words. Do you really think I loved them? I never did. When I came here, I had no love for Stella either. She thought she was sleeping with me, but it wasn’t really me—someone else was in my place. She claimed to love me, but she still enjoyed sex with another man in my bedroom.”A wild, furious glint burned in his eyes as he continued. “Every time I heard her moan, all I could feel was disgust. I wanted her dead—she’s so disgusting.”A cold shiver ran down my spine. It became painfully clear how twist

LANAAt this moment, I realized I was surrounded by people who hated me—people who wanted to ruin and destroy me.When Bernardo revealed he knew who my real mother was, a shiver ran down my spine. Terror gripped me.He sneered, “Your mother didn’t just betray me—she broke my heart.”That was when it hit me—the reason Bernardo had treated me so harshly all these years. Now, I understood. His marriage to Stella wasn’t because he loved her; it was a calculated move to ensure I suffered at his hands.“How did my mother betray you? What does it have to do with me?” I demanded, furious. I was suffering, maltreated for someone I’d never met in my life.I couldn’t understand why I was being punished for the sins of a woman I never knew.Bernardo’s eyes darkened as he sneered, “Of course it’s about you. It’s all because of you.”He slammed his fist against the wall, bloodshot eyes fixed on me, trembling with emotion.“She was such a sweet girl. The Wilsons took her away, but I couldn’t get her

MAXIMUMThat night, I couldn’t sleep. Standing on the balcony of the hotel I’d booked, I stared out into the darkness—silent, contemplative, empty. Lana wasn’t by my side; without her, my life had lost all meaning, become dull and colorless.I lowered my gaze to my toes, then immediately downed a shot of liquor, the burn of it flooding my throat.What a world, I sighed heavily, rubbing my forehead as frustration and anguish churned inside me.“Boss, we’ve infiltrated Lionel’s ranks, but…” one of my subordinates reported, voice trembling, “we found out Lana’s been taken by someone.”That news only fueled my irritation. I snapped, “Who is it? Who the hell did they give my wife to? Who?”In my rage, I smashed the glass in my hand against the wall, shards scattering everywhere. My whole body tensed with fury.The subordinate flinched, apologizing hurriedly, “We’re still investigating, sir.”I pointed at the door, voice sharp. “Get out. I want results, not guesses. I want Lana back—her, an

MAXIMUMWhen he refused to speak, I issued a cold order: "Make sure you don't serve him water or food. Let him starve to death."I turned toward the door and took a step away. Halfway there, Lionel shouted after me, "You don't dare! If anything happens to me, Lana’s going to settle the score with you."I paused, then retorted sharply, "If she can survive being raped constantly, maybe she can settle her accounts with me. Without that, keep dreaming."Without another word, I opened the door and walked out, not bothering to look back.Back in my room, I resumed drinking, while my men scoured multiple countries. All my sleeper cells had been activated, but there was still no word on Lana’s whereabouts. I even ordered my subordinates to negotiate with other gangs. Everything was chaos—no leads, no clues. As dusk settled, still no news.Unable to bear the silence, I decided to visit Lionel again.“I need water,” he rasped as I entered.I sneered. “You don’t even deserve a drop. Forget about