All Chapters of A Deal With The Billionaire: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Chapter 122Damien’s POVI felt the anger rising before I even realized it. It pressed against my ribs like a beast trying to claw its way out. Jonas stared at the map on the laptop with a blank expression that said he was tired, but I could see the tension in his shoulders. Rose hovered behind us, her hands clasped so tightly against her stomach her knuckles were white.Ariana’s blinking marker had moved, but it wasn't to the next floor or another block.It was gone from the building entirely.“Where is she?” I demanded.Jonas zoomed out, then in again, scrolling through different angles. “The signal indicates she has been transported. I do not know where yet. I will need a few days to track the route.”“A few days?” I snapped.Jonas’s eyes finally lifted sharply. “Do you want me to lie? This is a global network of criminals. I cannot track them by waving a finger.”Rose flinched, and I forced myself to take a breath. Fighting Jonas would only waste time. I rubbed my hand across my f

Chapter 124Rose’s POVI watched him sleep, the faint rise and fall of his chest barely disturbing the soft sheet beneath him. Damien had always seemed unshakable, untouchable in his confidence, but tonight he looked fragile and hollow-eyed. Grief had etched lines into his face, lines I’d never noticed before, lines that made my chest tighten. Lily was gone, and the weight of what that means hung heavy between us.I stayed quiet, letting him rest, even though my own heart ached. I couldn’t afford to crumble. At least not now, when he needed me. I had to be stronger for both of us. And, strangely, that thought gave me a spark of courage I hadn’t expected. If Lily could no longer be the center of his world, then maybe… maybe I could be.I traced my fingers over the back of his hand, careful not to wake him. “I’ll take care of him," I whispered. The words hung in the air, and a deeper truth solidified within my chest. "I’ll take care of us. I’ll make sure he’s happy. Somehow.” The words

Chapter 126Rose’s POVI couldn’t move. My legs felt like they’d turned to stone. Lily stood there, wild-eyed, hair tangled, her clothes torn and stained with dirt and what looked like blood. Her gaze swept over me, sharp and suspicious, like I was an intruder in a world she’d barely survived.“Lily…” I whispered, my throat tight. The sound of her name was almost foreign on my lips, yet it was the only thing I could think to say.Her eyes widened. “Who… who are you?” Her voice was hoarse and wary, but it carried a kind of raw intensity I didn’t recognize. “How do you know my name?”I blinked, stunned, as if the words themselves were too fragile to carry meaning. “Lily… it’s me, Rose. Your sister.”Her gaze snapped to mine, sharper than a whip. “Rose?” Her lips trembled, but the hostility in her tone didn’t fade. “No… that’s not possible. I don’t know you. How—why—”I opened my mouth to speak again, but the words died in my throat. The gap between us felt impossibly wide. I could see t

Chapter 128Damien’s POVSomething felt off—a subtle shift in the air I couldn't place at first and the way the apartment felt heavy, like it was holding its breath, gnawed at me, persistent and insistent. Lily was here. She had returned. And yet, I didn’t feel the pull I thought I would. Not really.When she kissed me that night, her lips soft against mine, I should have felt sparks and felt the warmth that used to consume me. But there was only emptiness, a hollow echo where desire should have been. My hands rested stiffly at my sides, holding her close out of instinct, but the fire wasn’t there. It was gone. And I knew why, even if I wasn't ready to admit it: the ghost of Rose's touch had left a deeper imprint than Lily's return could erase.Her name whispered through my thoughts even when I tried to block it. It was her eyes I saw. The sound of her breath, heavy in the quiet, was what truly affected me. And I hated that it did. I hated that it made Lily feel wrong. But the truth w

Chapter 130Rose’s POVA soft knock rapped on the door to the guest room. My hand froze on the door handle. I'd been trying to escape for the night—to avoid Damien, to kill my anger toward Lily, to bury emotions I could barely face. But now someone stood at the threshold.Reluctantly, I opened the door, expecting Damien to be standing there with an apologetic expression and a bouquet of flowers.But it wasn’t him. It was Lily.Her hair was damp and slightly wild from the shower, and her eyes were now soft, although cautious. There was a strange vulnerability to her now. The way she let her guard down made my heart falter.“Rose…” she said quietly, almost hesitantly. “I… I want to apologize.”I blinked. The words surprised me.“Apologize?” I asked carefully, trying to mask the wariness I felt.She nodded. “For the way I’ve been behaving. I was hostile… mean… but it’s only because I didn’t know how to face you after what happened the last time we talked. I… I couldn’t process it.”I fel