All Chapters of The Billionaire’s Atonement : Chapter 61 - Chapter 69

Chapter Sixty-One—A Painful Secret From the Past Until he lost a child… He couldn’t stop thinking about it, her last words before she departed with Rowan. So deep in thought that he didn’t even realize Mason talking to him. Until he lost a child, he’d hoped it certainly wasn’t what he was thinking. Even then he wouldn’t be able to forgive himself. “Justin?” Mason called out his name again. He turned from looking out the window, “Yes?” “I asked if you made any headways with your woman?” Justin frowned, “She’s not my woman.” Sighing deeply now, “She wants proof.” Yikes, Mason thought, then he shrugged with both hands on the steering wheel, “Well on the bright side you can actually look for proof. The problem is, where are you going to find it.” “Drop me off at Skydance.” Justin muttered and his friend nodded. If Gianna wanted proof, then proof he would find. ********* Summer scowled a

Chapter Sixty-Three—A Painful Secret from the past(3) Summer stood in front of her, with a bouqet of flowers, a purple of Cadbury and a wide grin on her face. She really needed to tighten up security, she thought, “How’d you get my address??” “I looked it up,” the actress shrugged, nudging the flowers in the opened direction, “Can I come in?” Inviting the woman who was having a supppsed affair with her ex husband. It was ludicrous in all its glory. Still Gianna sighed as she moved aside, beckoning her to come in. Summer glanced around the high rise apartment. She disliked Santiago’s ex wife but she couldn’t deny—the woman had great taste. Inside the apartment itself was a soft haven of luxury, the floor to ceiling windows offered a breathtaking view of the city line, while the interior boasted of polished marbled tiles and a beautiful furnishings. She went green with envy seeing the intricate figurine on the center table. It was an ope

Chapter Sixty-Five—A Painful Secret From the Past(5)THREE YEARS AGO(Months After the divorce) “I said I wanted a cappuccino and not fucking black Asphalt!” The angry customer yelled at Gianna. She was tired. It wasn’t his order and she made that very clear. He still went ahead to take it from her, and now was complaining about it being too black for his taste. She was angry at world, more so she was angry at herself for bringing on such a misfortune. There was no greater urge than to topple the cup of black tar over the customer’s delirious face, instead sue forced a smile, “I apologize for the mixup. I’ll be back shortly with your correct order.” As she made to grab the mug he slapped her hands off, “Leave it be. Get me a round of eggs, one over easy and the other sunny side up.” Her patience was wearily thin, “Coming right up sir.” She walked away, hearing him call her a stupid bitch from behind. She let out a deep breath as soon as she shut

Chapter Sixty-Seven—Painful Secrets From the Past (6) “Rowan??” Aiden stood at the door, with a bag of groceries in one hand and takeout in the other, the smell of chicken pot pie wafted into the air, “Who the hell is Rowan?” Shit. Gianna squirmed, “What are you doing here?” He frowned, “What, am I—“ He nudged his head to the side to get a glimpse of her apartment, “Are you making dinner?” She still had her apron on, she quickly loosened from her neck and waist, a frantic effort alerting Aiden that something was aloof, “Yeah I…I just wanted to make a quick meal.” Smiling now, he ushered himself in, “It’s a good thing I came then. I’m starving.” This wasn’t good, she panicked. There were already complicated with Aiden enough, saying she wasn’t ready and all , but here she was having dinner with another man. Rowan was going to arrive in a few minutes, turning a simple dinner into a convoluted mess. She was in deep trouble, her face went

Chapter Sixty-Nine—Painful secrets from the past(8) Monster… You’re a monster… You’re an evil disgusting monster.. You’re an evil, disgusting blood sucking monster.. He heard the words ring in his head as she pointed at the door for him to leave. Suddenly, the image of a baby in it’s mother’s arms, suckling on her teat flashed through his mind. “You should kill me.” He said, resigning to his fate. “What?” Gianna stared at him, wide eyed and thinking he was crazy. “I don’t deserve to live. You should kill me and get it over with.” He said, he still wouldn’t look her in the eye. “Just leave Justin.” She sniffled, the sorrow just too much to bear with him around. “I will.” He said, his nostrils all clogged up, “Gianna what can I do?” She raised her hands in mock surrender, “What? So you can feel better about yourself?!” He shook his head, “No, for you to hate me less. What can I do?” “N