Lahat ng Kabanata ng Purchased by the Billionaire: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

Catherine stumbled out of the stadium, her heart heavy with the crushing weight of betrayal. The sharp night air sliced through her skin, but it did nothing to numb the pain gnawing at her chest. Every step felt like a struggle, dragging her farther from the man she had given everything for—the man she once believed would be her forever. The lights from the stadium, once a symbol of hope and ambition, now felt distant, cold, and alien. The cheers of the crowd, the music, the lights—they were just background noise to the shattering reality that Liam, her Liam, had kissed another woman on stage.Her world had shattered in an instant, and the pieces of it were now scattered in the faces of thousands of strangers. She didn’t know where she was going, but it didn’t matter. The streets stretched out before her, empty and vast, a reflection of how she felt inside. The echoes of the night—the cheers, the music, the light—belonged to someone else now, someone who still believed in dreams, someo

Catherine’s heart pounded in her chest as she entered the house, her thoughts still spinning from the events of the past few hours. The media circus, the whispers, the flash of cameras, all of it felt like a nightmare that wouldn’t end. The reporters had swarmed her the moment she arrived home, demanding answers, thrusting microphones in her face, and capturing every moment of her discomfort. She had never felt more exposed, more alone.She had hoped the worst was over when she stepped inside the safety of her own home, but as she shut the door behind her, the reality hit her even harder. Liam and Annie. There they were, standing in the center of her living room, a twisted reminder of everything that had been taken from her.Liam’s arms were wrapped around Annie’s waist, and she was leaning into him, her smile smug and self-assured. They looked like a couple. A real couple. It was like Catherine didn’t even exist anymore.The air in the room thickened, the tension unbearable. Catherine

By the time Lucius drove Catherine back to his mansion, she was still sobbing uncontrollably. Her emotions were a chaotic mess, and her thoughts were scattered like broken glass. Windy, the housekeeper, watched from a distance, quietly surprised. She had never seen the young master bring a woman here—especially not one in the state Catherine was in. Lucius was known for his cold demeanor, but this girl seemed to have triggered something in him that Windy couldn't quite understand. “Still crying?” Lucius frowned, looking at Catherine as they entered the mansion. “I told you, it’s over. You need to let go of this.” Ten minutes passed, and Catherine still couldn’t calm herself. She had tried, but the weight of everything that had happened—the betrayal, the public humiliation—was too much. She felt lost in a world that no longer made sense. Lucius remained silent, letting her grieve, though his patience was wearing thin.“I know, but…” Ca

In Lucius's presence, Catherine sat down and carefully reviewed the contract in front of her. Her hands trembled slightly as she read through the clauses. Despite everything that had happened, this moment felt surreal. The weight of what she was about to do settled in her chest, but there was no turning back now. She picked up the pen, her movements steady but deliberate, and signed her name.As the ink dried, an indescribable sensation filled the room. Both Lucius and Catherine felt the air shift, the finality of the moment signaling that their lives were about to change forever. Naomi Catherine would no longer be the assistant to a musician but the wife of billionaire Lucius Ravenwood. She would no longer have to hide behind the shadows of her identity or shrink away in the presence of others. With this contract, her world—her identity—was shifting. And Lucius? He was bound by his word to protect her and

Lucius brought Catherine to meet his family—a family defined by wealth, status, and an aristocratic lifestyle that seemed both foreign and intimidating to her.“Just be yourself, but remember to behave politely. It's not just in movies; tycoon families have their own unwritten rules,” Lucius advised, his tone calm but laced with subtle caution as they sat in the car.Catherine nodded, trying to absorb his words. She wasn’t used to this world—this world of power and privilege that Lucius was so deeply entrenched in. But she had no choice now. She had signed the contract. She had made her commitment.When the car finally came to a stop in front of a grand mansion, Catherine took a deep breath, trying to steady her nerves. She looked at the mansion's towering gates, the perfectly manicured gardens, and the imposing architecture. Everything about it screamed wealth, history, and tradition.Lucius turned to her, offering a small, reassuring smile. He reached over and gently took her hand.