All Chapters of The Billionaire’s Atonement : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Chapter One-How it all Began Justin Santiago was in the middle of a meeting with an investor when the door to his office suddenly barged open, storming in, in a fit of rage was his wife Gianna, with a crumpled piece of document in her hands. Her eyes were like duffel bags and red from all the crying, she raised the document up pointing at him and ready to unleash her wrath….unfortunately the words were unable to come out as she was too heartbroken to even process it all. He sighed deeply, turning to his investor, “Can we have this meeting adjourned. I have some petty squabble to take care of.” Squabble?? Her mouth went agape with shock and disdain. Three years of her life she dedicated to Justin Santiago!! Three years of believing in his dreams, and now he decided to pay her back in such a disdainful way? The investor left the office, awkwardly evading eye contact with the woman so as to avoid her wrath. Justin sighed deeply as he turned to look at

Chapter Three— The secret Investor Justin returned to his apartment hours later. The floor to ceiling windows has a breathtaking view of the city line. The walls painted white reeked nothing short of silence. A lone piece of art hung above the beige sofa he never seemed to sit on for some reason, further depicting his overall sense of detachment. It was his bachelor pad—he called it. The minimalist aesthetic from the single coffee table to the massively wall mounted television, devoid of any warmth or personal touch. He strode towards the kitchen, which even though ‘state of the art’ was equally uninviting, reached for the wine cabinet and grabbed himself a Mǒet Chandon. He poured himself a glass full, usually more than the required amount but he’d had a long day at work. The board was pissed at him, he had a flat tire and to make matters worse….his private investigator was unable to find this secret CEO. How can one person causing him so much trouble??

Chapter Five-The Billionaire is a stalker It didn’t take a load of pondering to see reason as to why he wasn’t welcome at LAWSON CORP, gracefully he walked out of the meeting room and out of the building—fuming? Not so much. He was rattled, dazed as a plethora of emotions coursed through him all at once. This wasn’t over, he thought to himself as he found his way into his jeep, slamming the door hard behind him and making his driver who was taking a short nap jolt upright. He ought to fire him soon. “Where— “Just drive.” He answered dismissively. Gianna watched intently as the black jeep drove up, her hands dropped from her chest in relief seeing him gone and she could finally breathe. Seeing Justin once again, for the first time in three years sure did wring up a lot of emotions, the sameemotions she swore to keep in her Pandora’s box…hidden away from the rest of the world to see. He had changed over the years she couldn’t deny, a shadow of

Chapter Seven—Guilt Gianna’s nose twitched at the stench of her ex husband. It was evident he reeked of booze the moment he stepped into the office, his eyes looked so gloomy that she was sure duffel bags were stuffed underneath, his aftershave was hazy and his hair which was always perfectly sleek was a tad disheveled—her surprise, most of all, was his crooked tie. She never made sure he went to work wearing a crooked tie when they were married. She glanced around shortly. The office was more spacious than the last time she was in it, traces of her were gone—from the wedding photo frames hung by the wall to her “Best Husband In The World” mug he always had by the desk. Every bit of her love for him, thrown to the boxes, leaving a soulless gray office that wreaked of devastation. Justin let out a breath as he plopped down on his chair, he picked up his phone and made a short call to the secretary for a pot of hot coffee. Harsh as ever, she wondered how he’d

Chapter Nine—The Unwavering Intruder It took a lot of convincing the housekeeper to get Justin inside Gianna’s apartment, plus the wedding photo he had stacked inside his wallet helped. The look on Gianna’s face when she caught the sight of her ex husband sipping tea, whilst seated on her sofa—It was almost like a nightmare, one she almost slapped herself to wake up . “Wh—What are you doing here?!!” She yelled at the top of her lungs, “Who let you in here?!!” Justin shrugged lightly, “I mean we were once acquainted. Let’s keep the formalities aside.” Gianna’s eyes went blazing with anger, any moment from now she was bound to go ballistic. She turned to the housekeeper, Melanie, whose eyes radiated nothing short of daze and confusion. After all the handsome young man was clearly in a wedding photo with her madam, which only meant they were married. “You really let anyone in?!” Gianna yelled, she wasn’t one to go off on her employees but Melani