All Chapters of Bred By My Billionaire Boss: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

~ Stephano Home, sweet home. The door clicked behind me, and the quiet of the apartment hit like a velvet wall. I kicked off my shoes and ran a hand through my hair. The day had been long, brutal even, but I had been looking forward to one thing. Home. My home. My space. And Camilla.I frowned, lifting an eyebrow as I let the door swing shut. Something about the apartment felt… wrong. Not messy. Not chaotic. Everything was where it was supposed to be. Glasses on the sideboard, cushions lined like soldiers on the sofa. Even the faint scent of her perfume lingered, but only faintly, like a whisper from a past life.I rubbed my jaw. “Well, that’s weird.”I called her. One ring. Two rings. Three. Straight to voicemail.I frowned deeper and called again. Nothing.A slow, deliberate frustration curled inside me, not panic. Not yet. No, panic was for idiots who didn’t have control. I had control. I always had control. I inhaled. Exhaled. Calm. Calm. I walked through the apartment with delib

CHAPTER 103~ AlexMaybe this was a terrible idea.I leaned back against the cold wall of the storage room, trying to calm my racing thoughts. My hands trembled slightly, which I hated. I hated that I was trembling. That I was second-guessing everything we had done. The fluorescent light flickered above, casting shadows across Isabella’s face as she lounged in a corner chair like she owned the place. Her legs crossed, heels clicking lightly against the floor as she sipped her drink, every movement dripping with the kind of spoiled arrogance that made my skin crawl and my blood boil at the same time.I ran a hand over my face and muttered under my breath, “Maybe… maybe we should just let her go.” The words sounded weak even to me, but I couldn’t stop them from slipping out. “You know? Maybe we shouldn’t do this. We could just let her go. I mean, she would probably forgive us. Camilla… she’s… she’s reasonable. She would probably forgive us.”Isabella raised one eyebrow, the corner of he

I saw the car before Lydia even finished her sentence. A black sedan pulled up at the mouth of the driveway, rolling in too slowly for my liking. The headlights cut across the front lawn and I felt something inside me snap into a razor point.Alex.And Camilla.He had the audacity to bring her here like this. The audacity to breathe in my city after touching her. My grip on the door handle tightened until I nearly tore it off as I got out of the car.Lydia opened her door slower, calling after me, “Stephano. Slow down. Slow down.”I did not hear her. My blood was pounding in my ears. My jaw ached from how hard I was clenching it. The entire world narrowed into one single target. Alex stepped out of the driver’s side, shaky, pale as paper. Camilla climbed out on the passenger’s side. Her legs wobbled. Her eyes looked glassy. She looked terrified and too fragile and too damn small.The sight of her made something in my chest implode.I moved. Power walked straight toward them. Lydia kep

~ CamillaFor a long moment after he kissed me, that impossibly soft, gentle kiss that felt like it belonged in another universe, I just lay there staring at the ceiling while he drifted back to sleep beside me.And my mind… my mind did the worst possible thing it could do.It began to hope.God, the betrayal of it. I could feel it rising like warm, golden smoke inside my chest, that stupid flutter that said maybe, maybe, maybe he was changing. Maybe the rescue, the fear of losing me, the sleepless nights… maybe something in him cracked open. Maybe there was a heart tangled somewhere inside all the power and coldness of his heart. Maybe he could be different with me. Softer. Better. And the moment that thought formed, the moment I felt the first spark of warmth, another part of me, the part he had scorched over and over again, slammed the brakes so hard my breath nearly punched out of me.Stop it, Camilla. Snap out of it.You know exactly what this is. You’ve played this game before, a

~ Stephano Isabella’s HouseThe closer I got to Isabella’s gated driveway, the hotter the anger in my chest burned.This kind of anger was different. It was a low, ugly flame licking up my ribs, tightening the muscles along my jaw until it felt like I’d crack teeth. I shouldn’t have come here in person. Any sane man would have sent lawyers, security, maybe a demolition crew. But sanity wasn’t something I had much of when it came to Camilla… and especially not after what Isabella had done.The gates were wide open.Wide.Open.It felt like she was expecting me. It felt ike she thought I’d come crawling back. The nerve of this bitch. My hands tightened around the steering wheel until my knuckles blanched. She was still living here, in my house, bought with my money, with furnishings I’d picked out back when I still thought she was just a harmless, clingy distraction instead of a reckless, delusional liability.She had kidnapped the mother of my child. She had tied her to a chair. She h