A Deal With The Billionaire의 모든 챕터: 챕터 41 - 챕터 50

CHAPTER 41Rose’s POVThe sun was in full force when I arrived at the bar, scorching the earth as if it had a grudge with it. I'd been so bored at home that afternoon that I had to call Ariana and see if she wanted to hang out.That was exactly forty-five minutes ago, and the sun was far hotter than it was back then. Pulling my sunshades away from my face, I pushed the door open and walked into the bar. My eyes widened in pleasant surprise when I saw not just Ariana but also Karen and Danny, all of them seated next to each other on the right side of the room.Full of smiles, I made my way over to them. Karen was the first to notice me, and she had a welcoming smile plastered on her face as she saw me approaching. Ariana and Danny saw me at the same time, and we all exchanged pleasantries before I settled into the empty seat they reserved for me.As soon as Karen started entertaining us with her hilarious stories, I knew I'd made the right choice by contacting Ariana. Each time I hung o

CHAPTER 43Damien’s POVAfter leaving the dining area, I went to the room, removed my laptop from my bag, and headed over to sit on the bed with it. The anger in my chest refused to dissipate, even as I tried to use work as a distraction. That had always worked for me, but it threatened not to be effective that afternoon. Several minutes after staring at my laptop and getting nothing done, I shut it down and placed it on the table beside me.I lay on the bed and closed my eyes to sleep, but all I ended up doing was tossing and turning on the bed. The anger I felt was still heavy on my chest, but most of it was directed at myself and not Rose. After a couple more tosses, I sighed and sat up, throwing my legs off the bed.Since the last time we made out, she had become defensive—too defensive for my liking. She was the first person I had restraint for, even while intoxicated, and for some reason I didn't understand. I wanted to try it again. Or did I? Was I the one speaking or the little

CHAPTER 45Rose’s POVDamien remained speechless for several seconds, his pupils dilating like someone who had come to a sudden realization. Since that reporter asked that question, it had been all I could think about. How could he have known?“What do you think?” I asked Damien.He remained silent for a few seconds, then started walking toward the table by the side of the bed. “It might be that a local news station leaked the information. Let’s not worry about it.”“Are you sure?”“Yes, Rose,” he answered. From the way he'd said it, I could tell that the answer was for me alone. He was still going to worry about it. He just didn't want me to do the same.He started undressing, starting from his watch. I did the same too, and we both slipped into minimal clothes at the same time. He stared at me for a few moments, his eyes hinting that he wanted to say something. But he kept mute instead, and I decided not to ask him about it.The following day, I was in the room trying on some new dre

CHAPTER 47Damien’s POV"Fuck," I muttered inwardly as I watched the numbers dip once more on the charts. Could the day get any worse? Absolutely not, I guess.Just when I leaned back on my chair, about to relax a little, a knock pulled me out of my thoughts."Hey, man," a familiar voice filled my office.I looked up to see Richards Langston looking like he just stepped out of a conference hall. Like he'd be anywhere else. A navy blue Italian suit, crisp white shirt, polished shoes, and a sharp, expensive, masculine scent completed the portrait of my number one investor and financial advisor. Not officially, but his friendship with my father granted him the position, according to the Sterling family."Hey," I answered, uninterested."Listen, man." He stepped in closer and sat on the chair across from my table. "I know I may have said so many things, but I always say the truth.""Why are you here?""I just wanted to let you know that I am proud of you." My hand hung in the air, paused f

CHAPTER 49Rose’s POVI didn't need anyone to tell me Damien was going to kill someone with the look in his eyes. Most likely Victor Kane.As tears fell down my cheeks like a waterfall, I leaned against the wall and slid down to the ground. Sounds became muffled and distant. Nothing mattered anymore. Not Damien's anger, not Victor's manipulation, not even the murder charge hanging over me. My sister Lily was still missing, and I'd failed her. Again. The polished marble floor felt cold beneath my palms.Before I could get too deep into my thoughts, my phone rang loudly."Hello?"Madison's voice sliced through the fog. "Rose? Where are you? Meet me at Bryant Park. Now." Her tone brooked no argument.Twenty minutes later, I spotted her beneath the skeletal branches of a winter maple, clutching two steaming cups. She thrust one into my numb hand, the cheap paper scalding my fingers."Mocha latte, extra milk. Just like Damien says, you like it."I flashed her a small smile while we walked t