All Chapters of Billionaire Bentley's runaway princess: Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

Castiel’s pulse raced as he paced through Nova's room. He needed to get out of there and fast. His frantic thoughts bounced around his mind, but there was no clear way out. He reached for Nova’s door, his hand trembling as he pushed it open, heart hammering against his chest. The smell of her perfume hit him immediately, and despite the chaos inside his head, a part of him was thrilled at being surrounded by her things. But this wasn’t the time. He needed to leave.Just as he stepped outside the door, about to make his exit, the unmistakable sound of voices drifted up from downstairs. His blood ran cold. He froze in place, listening.Bentley and Nova.And they were... kissing.Castiel’s eyes darted toward the window for an escape route, but it was too late. They were entering the sitting room directly below him, the soft sound of their laughter filling the air. Damn it, he thought, panic rising in his chest. If he left the room now, he’d be caught for sure and so he went back inside

Castiel’s jaw clenched, his eyes darting to his car, wishing he could vanish before this conversation spiraled out of control. Ivy's gaze bore into him, sharp and unrelenting, her earlier drowsiness now fully replaced by suspicion. Her arms folded tightly across her chest, and the tension between them was palpable, tightening with each passing second.“You haven’t answered me, Castiel.” Ivy stepped closer, her voice dropping, yet her words cut through the quiet night like a blade. “Why are you here? And don’t give me some nonsense about business because we both know Bentley’s home life has nothing to do with you.”Castiel sighed, his fingers flexing as he fought to keep his composure. He wasn’t in the mood for this, not after barely escaping Bentley and Nova’s bedroom undetected. He shot her a quick glance, trying to appear unaffected, though his heart still raced with residual panic."Ivy," he began, forcing a calmness into his voice that didn’t match the chaos within. "It’s not what

The soft purr of the car engine cut out abruptly as Castiel killed the ignition. For a moment, he sat in the darkened garage, the silence suffocating around him. His hands gripped the steering wheel so tightly his knuckles turned white, but he couldn't bring himself to move. He felt like something was coiling in his chest, twisting tighter and tighter until he was about to snap.With a sharp exhale, he threw the door open and stormed into his house. The heavy sound of the door slamming behind him reverberated through the empty hallways, but Castiel barely noticed. His mind was a storm—angry flashes of memory and frustration ripping against his skull like a relentless tide. Bentley’s smug face. Nova’s nude body, so close to him, so open to his rival. Ivy’s pathetic sobs.He hadn’t been able to control any of it. That fact burned like acid in his veins. Castiel moved through his house like a man possessed, his steps hard and deliberate as he made his way to his bedroom. As he pushed the

Savannah cast a final glance at Ivy, her expression cool and calculating. Ivy sat stiffly on the couch, her hands fidgeting in her lap as she avoided Savannah’s gaze.“Wait here,” Savannah said curtly, her tone making it clear this wasn’t a suggestion. Ivy nodded meekly, watching as Savannah made her way upstairs, her footsteps light but unhurried.Savannah approached Castiel’s bedroom, and her eyes narrowed as she pushed open the door. The room was a mess of discarded clothes and broken objects. Castiel, still simmering with the remnants of his earlier anger, stood by his wardrobe, roughly pulling a shirt over his head.“Castiel,” Savannah’s voice cut through the tension, cold and sharp. Castiel didn’t look at her as he continued buttoning his shirt, his face a mask of indifference.She stepped further inside, her arms crossed tightly. “Explain to me, right now,” she demanded, “what were you doing at Bentley’s house?”At her words, Castiel’s hands stilled. He glanced at her through t

But that wasn't real.Bentley stared into space, his thoughts drifting to the imaginary conversation he had conjured in his mind earlier. He saw his father, Charles, enthusiastically agreeing to meet Dominic, the excitement palpable between them. In his mind's eye, the reunion was perfect, filled with laughter and reminiscing about old times. But as he blinked and returned to the present, reality weighed heavily on him, reminding him that things would not be that simple. Charles had always been stubborn, and the mere mention of Dominic could ignite old grudges.It definitely wouldn't be simple.He imagined how perfect it would be if his father reacted positively, but deep down, he knew better. Telling Charles about the plan straight away would likely result in resistance, if not outright refusal. He needed to approach this carefully, without revealing too much too soon.Charles's voice broke through his reverie. "Son, are you alright? You looked like you zoned out there for a bit."B