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

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Chapter Eleven.

(Elina’s POV)My eyes slowly open but I groan in frustration, shutting it back as the ray from the sun shines bright enough to almost blind me.I roll over on her couch, groaning. My neck’s stiff, my back aches, and my brain feels like it’s been running a marathon all night.I didn’t sleep much. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Noah’s face after I slapped him.That cold, shocked look.Like I wasn’t someone he knew at all.I push the blanket off me and sit up slowly. Cassie’s already in the kitchen. I hear the sound of eggs sizzling and smell toast.She calls out, “Morning, sleeping beauty.”“Morning,” I mutter.She pokes her head out from behind the fridge door. “Actually, maybe I should say haunted beauty. You look like you saw a ghost.”I shoot her a dead look. “Hilarious.”She smirks and turns back to the stove. “Lucky for you, I’m in a good mood. Otherwise you’d be making your own breakfast.”“Thanks,” I say, but it comes out flat.She brings over a plate a few minutes later and

Chapter 12

(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

Chapter Thirteen.

(Elina’s POV)The sound of the kettle ringing snaps me out of my train of thoughts."Fuck! I'm coming, I'm coming." I rush over to turn off the gas.I pour myself some hot water before making tea. I need to clear my head. It's getting waaaay too much for me to handle.No matter how many times I tell myself to just breathe and ignore it, my head seems to repeat the same thing over and over again. "Why can't I just have my normal life back?" I mutter to myself with a sigh.Honestly? I wish I could go back in time and slap myself the second I agreed to take this contract with Noah’s company. Nothing was this awful when I was working in peace and minding my business. No calls, no threats, no texts. Grrrrrr!Now I feel like my life is a bad crime show and I’m the main character with no clue what the hell is going on.My phone rings suddenly and I jump so hard I spill some hot tea on myself. "Ouch!" I blow air at my burning fingers. My heart’s racing before I even look at the screen.“Gr

Chapter Fourteen.

(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

Chapter Fifteen.

(Elina’s POV)If Cassie had her way, my life would be a constant parade of dresses, heels, and overpriced cocktails.And apparently, today… she does have her way.She bursts into my room holding up a black dress like she’s discovered the cure for depression. “Put this on.”I blinked at her from my bed. “Why?”She grinned like a fox. “Because, darling, we’re going out. Rooftop restaurant, skyline views, the kind of lighting that makes your skin look like glass. And....” she pauses for dramatic effect, “...you never know who you might run into.”I groaned. “I’m not in the mood for surprise run-ins again today. Or sexy dresses.”“That’s exactly why you’re coming.” She throws the dress onto my lap. “You’ve been moping around like a sad wet kitten for days. I refuse to let you emotionally shrivel in my apartment.”“Your compassion is overwhelming.”“Uh-huh. Get dressed.”****An hour later, I’m standing in front of the mirror, adjusting the strap of the dress while Cassie does my hair. The

Chapter Sixteen.

(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

Chapter Seventeen.

(Elina’s POV)I woke up with mascara smudged under my eyes and a dull ache in my head that feels like it’s personally punishing me for last night’s champagne.For the first blissful thirty seconds, I didn’t remember anything.Then it all starts rushing back.The chandeliers, music, Daniel spinning me around like we were in some freaking rom-com. And Noah glaring in his midnight blue suit with jaw tight and mouth squeezed.I groaned into my pillow. “Why do I attract drama like a magnet?”“You don’t just attract it, my love." Cassie says from somewhere near my window. “You seduce it, you bat your lashes, and drama climbs in through your bedroom window begging for breakfast like a knight in shining armor."I peeked at her with one eye open. “What are you doing in my room?”She’s standing by the window in her robe, scrolling through her phone like she’s lived here forever. Which, okay, she basically has.“Waiting for you to wake up so we can talk about last night.” she said without lookin

Chapter Eighteen.

(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

Chapter Nineteen.

(Elina's POV)"Calm down, Elinaa. You might get us into an accident." Cassie screamed as we sped through the city of Brooklyn in her car.I scoffed, rolling my eyes at her, "Damn, Cassie. We're talking about Henry here, how can I possibly drive like a sick snail while he's there in custody with....well I don't even know." I hissed, biting my bottom lip."Why did I even allow you drive in the first place? Me driving would've been better." Cassie wouldn't stop complaining and it was getting on my nerves—so much. "This could even be a prank." "Oh really?" I quirked a brow, my lips twitching with restrained laughter. "A prank that involves groans and cries for help?""Elina..." She whined.I heaved a sigh, trying to clear the frustration off but it only grew worse and I could feel an headache building up. "I know Jerry can be foolish at times but he's not as petty as this." "He's my ex and I know how stupid he can be. Remember that day he made me literally run out of that funky party,

Chapter Twenty.

(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

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