Semua Bab Falling For The Billionaire I Was Hired to Protect : Bab 51 - Bab 60

River’s hands tightened on Dominic’s collar as if he couldn’t trust his own eyes. His chest heaved from the chase, but the shock cut deeper than the burn in his lungs.“Dad?” River’s voice was low, dangerous. “What the hell are you doing here?”Dominic groaned under his grip, his expression a mixture of annoyance and something unreadable. “River… let me go. You’re making a scene.”River yanked him upright, shoving him against the brick wall of the alley. His eyes blazed. “A scene? You’ve been spying on me, on Jace. Don’t act like this is some misunderstanding.”Dominic straightened his hoodie, brushing off the dust as if nothing had happened. His calmness only fueled River’s fury.“I wasn’t spying,” Dominic said evenly. “I was watching.”“Watching?” River’s voice cracked into a harsh laugh. “That’s the same damn thing.”Dominic sighed, his jaw tightening. “I had to see for myself. What you’ve gotten yourself into.”River’s fist slammed into the wall inches from his father’s head. “You

River hadn’t slept properly in two days. Every time he closed his eyes, he saw Dominic’s face, the same cold eyes, the same mocking smile that used to haunt him as a child.Now that Dominic had reappeared, everything inside River felt like it was collapsing.He stood by the window of his apartment, staring at the street below. The city was quiet, lights flickering, rain starting to fall lightly. His phone buzzed on the table.Jace: Where are you? You didn’t come last night.River stared at the screen for a while before replying.River: I had things to handle. I’ll come by later.He sighed and grabbed his jacket, deciding it was time to confront the past properly.When River reached Dominic’s hideout, he saw his father waiting for him like he’d expected the visit. Dominic leaned against a black car, cigarette between his fingers, smirking.“Still brooding, son?” Dominic said, his tone cold but teasing. “You always had that dramatic stare. Reminds me of your mother.”River clenched his

The morning sunlight broke through the penthouse windows, painting the floor in gold. Jace barely slept the night before. He’d sat awake, his mind circling around the same thoughts, Cole’s smirk, the DNA test, the way the world had turned against him overnight.River came in quietly, holding two cups of coffee. He looked exhausted but calmer. “You didn’t sleep, did you?”Jace shook his head and accepted the cup. “I couldn’t. Every time I close my eyes, I see those headlines.”River sat beside him on the couch. “You’ll be cleared soon. The truth always comes out.”Jace stared into his coffee. “You sound so sure. I wish I felt the same.”River leaned forward, his elbows resting on his knees. “You’ve built your life from nothing, Jace. You didn’t get this far by giving up when people doubted you.”Jace smiled faintly. “You make me sound like a hero.”“You kind of are,” River replied softly.Jace chuckled but didn’t say more. The silence between them wasn’t awkward, it was heavy with unsp

The night air was cold as River’s car cut through the quiet streets. The city lights blurred past, but his mind was sharper than ever. Every piece of information he’d gathered, every thread of Crane’s movement, pointed to one location, the abandoned warehouse by the docks.He gripped the steering wheel tighter, his jaw set. “If you’re still playing games, Crane,” he muttered under his breath, “then tonight, they end.”When he arrived, the place looked deserted. Old metal containers stood stacked like tombs, shadows stretching long beneath the flickering streetlights. River parked a distance away, turned off the engine, and stepped out. His boots crunched lightly against gravel as he moved closer, hand instinctively brushing the concealed weapon at his side.The moment he reached the warehouse door, he noticed the faint sound of movement inside, the creak of metal, the shuffle of feet. Someone was definitely there.River eased the door open and slipped inside. The air smelled like rust

The next morning, chaos didn’t wait for Jace to wake up, it was already at his door.River opened his eyes first to the buzzing of multiple phones on the nightstand. Sasha had sent over a flood of messages, each one worse than the last. The news cycle hadn’t slowed down overnight. If anything, it had exploded.He rubbed his face and turned to look at Jace, who was still asleep beside him, his features drawn and tired even in rest. River hesitated for a moment before leaning over to gently shake his shoulder.“Jace,” he said softly. “You need to wake up.”Jace groaned, his eyes fluttering open. “River, if it’s not about coffee, I’m not ready.”River gave a small, humorless smile. “I wish it was. But you’re going to want to see this.”Jace sat up slowly, grabbing his phone. As soon as he unlocked it, notifications began flooding in, hundreds of missed calls, messages, and mentions. His expression darkened as he scrolled through the headlines.“Public Outrage Over Jace Maddox’s Abandoned