All Chapters of A Deal With The Billionaire: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

CHAPTER 112Damien’s POVI did not expect to see Jonas standing in my living room. For a moment, I just stared at him, unable to understand why he had walked straight into a life I had tried so hard to detach from my father’s shadow. Jonas had served as my father’s head of security for years. He was a loyal and kind man who rose to that position quietly. He knew who and what to control. The kind of man who blended into every corner without ever disappearing completely.Seeing him here now felt like the past had forced its way back into my life.“Jonas,” I said slowly. “What are you doing here?”He lowered his head respectfully. “Sir.”“Do not call me that,” I muttered. “Just answer the question.”His gaze shifted to Rose. Something like sympathy crossed his eyes before he turned back to me.“I am here because it is time,” he said. “I have been working on revealing Helixis for a long time. Longer than you can imagine.”My stomach tightened. “You worked for my father. You were his most

CHAPTER 114Rose’s POVThe following day dragged in a strange, hollow way. Damien barely left his study. And every time I passed by the door, I heard the quiet rhythm of steady typing and relentless calls. Not once did he come out to eat, or drink, or breathe fresh air. It felt like the presence of Jonas and everything he brought with him had sent Damien into a deeper hole.I tried to distract myself—making tea, changing my clothes twice, pacing the hallway—but nothing helped. The house felt larger than normal. It felt empty in places where there should have been sound. I felt stranded, like I was floating between fear and hope and could not grip either one.By late afternoon, I stopped trying to pretend I wasn’t anxious.When night finally came, the door to Damien’s study opened at last.He stepped into the living room without a word.Jonas was already there, and Ariana sat quietly on the far couch. The moment Damien entered, everywhere turned heavy with tension and everyone straight

CHAPTER 116Third-Person POVThe orchestra eased into something softer, with long notes that curled through the air like cigar smoke. People brushed past one another as they moved toward the center of the hall, and even with the colored lights drifting lazily across the ceiling, Ariana remained the one they all turned to see. Her gown shimmered with every step she took. Her mask caught the light like it had been carved specifically for this night. People cleared paths for her without realizing it. Men stared and women whispered.“Isn't she the new fiancée of Damien Sterling?" a woman whispered behind her as she walked.Another woman scoffed, chiming in with her own piece. “New? That woman seems to have him wrapped around her little finger.”“It's no wonder she's lasted this long. From what I see, he seems charmed by her. To be honest, anyone would be.”Rose looked up and saw Damien’s hand rested at the small of her back as if that was the only place it belonged.To the world, that was

Chapter 118Third Person POVThe drive back home felt longer than it was supposed to be. The night air pressed against the windows. Rose kept staring through the glass, having her fingers tight around the edge of her seat, her mind clearly spiraling into every fear she had tried to swallow since they left the venue. Damien kept one hand on the wheel, but his attention flickered toward her every few seconds, reading every shift in her breathing.When they finally pulled through the gates and stepped out of the car, Rose turned to him abruptly, her voice low and trembling.“How are we supposed to reach Ariana? What if they move her? What if she disappears before we can even get close?” She shook her head. “We cannot lose her too.”Damien shut the door gently and waited for her to meet his eyes.“We have a tracker on her,” he said.Her brows rose. “What?”“It’s implanted under her skin. She agreed to it before this mission even began. Wherever they take her, we will know.” He kept his to

Chapter 120Rose’s POVThe kiss deepened so quickly I barely kept up with it. One moment Damien was holding my face gently, and the next his hands moved to my waist, pulling me onto his lap. My fingers slid beneath the hem of his shirt before I even realized it, seeking the solid heat of his skin. The warmth of him made my breath catch, a dizzying anchor in the storm of everything else.His lips trailed along my jaw, slow but desperate, and I tugged at his shirt as if I could pull him closer to fuse the space between us completely. His mouth found the hollow of my throat while I arched into him, my own lips trembling as I whispered his name like a secret. He groaned softly, the sound vibrating against my skin, and lifted me by the hips, laying my back against the couch so he could hover over me. I was already reaching for the buttons of his shirt when his phone rang.The sound sliced through the moment like a blade.Damien froze, forehead pressed to my collarbone, exhaling a breath th