All Chapters of A Billionaire's Chase; wanting her back.: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

(Noah’s POV)The elevator ride feels longer than usual. Maybe it’s just me. I’m still thinking about that damn phone call from earlier, the voice that sounded like it knew me.When the doors slide open, the hum of the office hits me. Phones ringing, keyboards clacking, a low murmur of conversations. A few employees glance up, offering polite smiles and quick “Good morning, sir.” I give them nothing back not even a nod. I’m not in the mood to play the nice CEO today.I walk straight to my office, my pace quick.Before I can even close the door behind me, Mr. Charles is already stepping in. The man moves like he’s been waiting all morning for me. He’s holding a folder so thick, I groan internally as I look at it.“Sir, the meeting is in five minutes." he says, handing me the file.I take it without looking at him. “What meeting?”“The property sale negotiation with the Westmont group. We discussed it last week.” He taps the file like it’s supposed to jog my memory.I sigh and flip the f

(Noah’s POV)It's been a long while since my house smelled this good. Well, it's also been a long time since anyone has cooked in my place.I walked into the kitchen and found Mia humming a tune as she chopped onions on a board."If someone had told me that my kitchen would smell this good, I'd have bought him a plane ticket and sent him to a forgotten island."Mia laughed at that as she put the chopped onions in a pan with oil in it. "Honestly, when last have you used the stuffs in here?""Let's just not talk about that." I smiled as I moved closer. "There are even less groceries around here. Good thing I can maneuver my way around less supplies. I'll just have to go to the grocery store tomorrow."“Good thing you're here." I said, leaning against the counter. She smiled at that."It actually feels like I just walked into a cooking show.” She glanced up at me, smirking. “Please, if this was a cooking show, you’d be in the corner pretending to chop onions for the camera while I do

(Noah’s POV)Gala nights are supposed to be simple.Show up, shake hands, drink something overpriced, donate enough to look good in tomorrow’s press, then leave.That was the plan.My plan.And it was going fine until I saw her.Elina.Black silk dress. Hair up, diamonds catching the light. Looking like an expensive antique that needs to be taken. She was laughing at something her friend, the same one I saw with her yesterday, was saying. Her hand resting on the table like it belongs to someone else now.For a second, I thought I was imagining it. Maybe I’ve been working too much and my brain’s finally snapped. But then, she turned slightly, and I got the full view.Yeah. That’s her."Mr Woods?" The person I'm speaking to, Mr Vann, called me, snapping me back to what I was doing."I'm sorry, I was a bit distracted." I gave him a tight smile, rubbing my forehead.He smiled back. "No problem with that. I was saying we'll be looking forward to working with you and also investing in your

(Noah’s POV)The first thing I hear when I opened my eyes was the sound of Judith’s voice on my voicemail.Or rather, voices.There were nine missed calls from her, each followed by a voicemail ranging from her usual polite tone to something that sounds like she’s seconds away from personally kicking down my front door.I groaned, rolling onto my back. “If this isn’t about a deal worth at least a billion, she’s fired.”Mia pokes her head into my bedroom doorway, holding a mug of coffee. “Morning, sleeping beauty. Your phone’s been screaming for the past hour. Thought you were dead.”“Thanks for the concern,” I muttered, sitting up and grabbing the coffee from her. “What are you doing in my house this early?”She shrugs, leaning against the doorframe. “You left the balcony doors unlocked last night. So technically, I didn’t break in.”I gave her a flat look. “Mia.”“Fine,” she says, smirking. “I came for breakfast. But looks like you were planning to sleep through the day, so…”My phon

(Elina's POV)Noah.He was right there, staring. The dark glint in his eyes made every breath flee from my lungs. Still, the beauty in his eyes glowed, basking beneath. I didn't fail to see it.Amidst the looming chaos, his fineness seemed to pull me in and I found myself stunned in silence. Why was he here? I hadn't expected him?How did he even find us?Cassie was shocked to see Noah here even as I was. The huge man flinched, sweat dampened at his forehead. Fear—it was written all over but he soon shake it away.He seemed to be untouchable and rigid and I was astounded to how he was easily affected by Noah's presence."Hey, you have no business here whatsoever. Step away." He growled.Noah scoffed, his lips curling. "What if I don't? I came for her....." his eyes fell on me and I looked away shyly, "and I'm not leaving without her." He continued.Cassie gasped, "and what about me? You didn't come for me too?" Her face fell, tears welling up.Noah rolled his eyes at her, looking aw