Billionaire Bentley's runaway princess のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 151 - チャプター 160

After some time, Lucia came down the stairs. She struggled to lift her bags down the stairs, her usually composed demeanor breaking under the gravity of being caught in betrayal. Her movements were slower than usual, and she faded down, avoiding eye contact with both Franco and Chloe.She stumbled slightly as she approached the bottom step, letting out a soft, exasperated sigh. Franco was quick to move toward her, grabbing one of the bags from her hand without a word.Chloe, who had been silently watching from the edge of the living room, moved to help with the second bag. She avoided eye contact with Lucia, her expression resolute. She didn’t need to say anything; her actions spoke for her. Together, they walked Lucia's bags to the door with none of them saying anything.Lucia, still pleading with Franco, couldn’t hold back any longer. "Franco, please," she said, her voice cracking ever so slightly. "We don’t have to do this. I’ve made mistakes, but I'm your mother. I’ve always lo

The air in Savannah's office smelled faintly of lavender from the diffuser near the door. She was listening to the gist of her life. Lina was present too, standing beside Savannah, her facade, stoic. Across from her, Ivy sat with her legs crossed, a sly smile tugging at the corners of her lips. Savannah leaned back in her chair, a glimmer of satisfaction in her eyes as she listened intently. Ivy’s voice was smooth, dripping with pride as she recounted her success. “It wasn’t difficult,” she said, flipping her hair back. “Bentley was practically begging for it. I just had to remind him of what we used to have. A few teasing words, a little bit of skin, and well…let's just say that night in his office didn’t disappoint. I played my cards right, and he fell right into it.” She smiled, her eyes gleaming with mischief. “This morning, I made sure to greet both Bentley and Nova together. And trust me, Nova’s confusion was almost too good to be true. And you know what's more interes

Nova adjusted the strap of her fitted blazer as she settled in her seat. Bentley sat across from her, his posture relaxed but his eyes sharp, scanning the discreet and exclusive clientele of the restaurant. The atmosphere was buzzing but Nova had no interest in their surroundings right now. She leaned forward slightly, her voice dropping just enough for it to be heard only by him. “We both know that Savannah won’t stop, Bentley. She’s already targeting us, and I can feel that I’m the next person she wants to deal with. I have always been the person she wanted to deal with. She only went for Chloe because she was involved with me. And for a second I thought she had a hand in what happened to Austin," she said as she continued eating. "We have to stay ahead of her. I don’t think she’ll stop until she achieves whatever twisted goal she has in mind.” Bentley sighed, his fork pausing mid air before he set it down gently beside his plate. “I can’t believe she’s gone this far,” h

The front door of Castiel's house clicked shut behind them with a soft thud, and within seconds, Ivy found herself pressed against the wall, her back meeting the cool surface as Castiel's mouth crashed onto hers. His hands were already tugging at her jacket, discarding it to the floor as she wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer. Her fingers tangled in his hair, her body arching into him as their lips moved together with a fervor that spoke of long-denied desires.His mouth moved hungrily over hers, stealing her breath as her body responded instinctively. Ivy’s hands worked their way down to the buttons of his shirt, the fabric parting beneath her fingertips. She smirked against his lips, feeling the heat radiating off his chest, and let her hands roam freely over his skin.“You sure know how to make a girl feel welcome,” Ivy teased breathlessly between kisses, her lips curling into a sultry grin as she tugged his shirt free from his pants, her fingers grazing the hard

Ivy stirred first, her body naturally awakening after the night's intensity. Slowly, she slipped from under the covers, her bare skin brushing against the sheets as she moved to the edge of the bed. She stood and stretched languidly, the cool air of the room caressing her naked form.Castiel remained in bed, his head nestled against the pillow. But the shift of weight on the mattress stirred him, pulling him from his light slumber. His eyes fluttered open and immediately found her, standing mere feet away, her back to him. His gaze traced the elegant curve of her spine, the way her hair cascaded down, brushing just above her waist, and the soft, unhurried movements of her as she prepared to head for the bathroom."Good morning," Castiel’s voice was husky, still laced with sleep.Ivy glanced over her shoulder, a smile tugging at the corner of her lips. “Good morning.”Her voice was smooth and warm, and there was a playful glint in her eyes. She shifted to face him, still fully bare, as