Semua Bab HIS BILLIONAIRE'S SECRET {MxM}: Bab 201 - Bab 207

This is a spin off of the book, showcasing what grief does to us and how it can change and affect our lives, and mental stability. > Noah's POV I woke to the soft warmth of sunlight streaming through sheer curtains, its glow spreading across my face like a gentle touch. For a moment, I stayed perfectly still, my mind blank and heavy, as if waking from a deep, dreamless sleep. The air was sweet, carrying the scent of wildflowers and salt, and somewhere nearby I could hear the low, rhythmic murmur of waves. It was unlike any morning I had ever known, too perfect, too still. Slowly, I opened my eyes, and my breath caught in my throat. I wasn’t in my apartment. I wasn’t in the safe house or in any place I recognized. I lay on a bed far larger than mine, covered in pale linen sheets that shimmered like water under sunlight. The room itself looked like it had been carved out of a dream. Pale stone walls glowed warmly, sunlight reflecting off them like liquid gold. Beyond the open win

Noah's POV The days passed in a blur of perfect moments, so flawless it almost hurt to breathe. Adrian and I lived as if the world belonged only to us. Every morning, I woke to his arms around me, his lips brushing my skin as he whispered sweet words that made my heart flutter. We walked hand in hand through meadows, shared laughter over candlelit dinners, and fell asleep beneath a sky full of stars that seemed painted just for us.It should have been enough.It was everything I’d ever wanted, everything I thought I’d never have again. But as the days slipped by, a strange unease began to creep in. At first, I ignored it. I told myself I was imagining things, that my mind was playing tricks on me because I wasn’t used to peace like this.But then the little cracks began to show.One morning, as Adrian handed me a cup of coffee, he said, “For you, love,” with that soft smile I adored. I kissed him, took the cup, and sat down at the table. Moments later, he turned to me again, same exp

Noah's POV My body jerked violently as the blinding light swallowed everything. I felt myself falling, weightless and suspended in nothingness, like my entire being was unraveling thread by thread. Adrian’s voice was the last thing I heard, echoing through the void, his desperate cry tearing through me. Then, silence. When my eyes fluttered open, darkness greeted me. Heavy, suffocating darkness. My chest rose and fell in frantic, uneven breaths as I tried to understand where I was. My sheets clung to my skin, damp with sweat, my heart pounding so hard it hurt. For a moment, I couldn’t move. My limbs felt like they didn’t belong to me, like I’d been dropped back into a body I hadn’t worn in years. Slowly, my gaze adjusted to the dim light filtering through the curtains, and recognition struck me like a cruel blow. My room. The peeling paint on the ceiling, the faint hum of the radiator, the stack of half-read books on my nightstand, it was all painfully, achingly familiar.