All Chapters of The Billionaire's Borrowed Bride : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

The next day, I woke up feeling a bit heavy. I blinked a few times before slowly opening my eyes. At first, I wondered where I was, but I was startled for a moment when I realized I was with Leandro and had fallen asleep on the sofa. "I really slept here," I whispered softly and slowly pushed myself up to sit. I couldn't even remember how I had fallen asleep last night. All I knew was that I had been watching a drama until I started feeling drowsy. I looked around. The living room was dim, the only light coming from a small lampshade in the corner, casting a faint, warm glow. The whole place was silent except for the soft hum of the air conditioner cooling the entire suite. I hugged myself tightly, still feeling the cold air seeping into my skin. My brows furrowed when I noticed I was wrapped in a thick comforter. This wasn't here last night, was it? I immediately thought of Leandro. There was no one else who could have given me the comforter but him. One of my eyebrows rose. Well

"Thank you, but you don’t have to take me to the hospital. I can travel on my own. I’ll just wait for a passing cab," I told Leandro. He was too persistent and wouldn’t leave until I agreed. "You can go now. Just keep your promise—" "Gianna," he coldly cut me off. "Yes, I won’t tell Rafael, but let me take you there. It will take you longer if you wait for a cab," he said. I sighed as I looked at him, feeling the weight of his voice, as if I had no other choice but to ride in his car. He was insistent, and I knew I couldn’t argue with him anymore, so I just nodded. Besides, I really wanted to see Grandma again. I slowly got into his expensive car, and he quietly entered as well. I felt a bit uneasy and wondered if what I was doing was right. Was it really okay to act as if everything was fine and go along with him like this? "Can I ask you a question, Gianna?" he asked as he started driving. We hadn’t gone far, and he was already asking questions. "I’m just curious why you acc

I didn’t know how to react when I saw Leandro standing there. His gaze was locked directly on Luciana, and I could feel the searing anger and disappointment radiating from his eyes. That look alone was enough to send shivers down anyone’s spine. My heart pounded as I silently prayed I wouldn’t be dragged deeper into this mess. “L-Leandro…” Luciana’s voice trembled as she called his name. “I-I wasn’t the one who started this. That woman is accusing me—” “I don’t f*cking care, Luciana. Even if she said something to you, it still doesn’t justify what you did!” he snapped. His voice was low and firm, not a shout, yet the sharpness in his tone was enough to terrify anyone. Luciana flinched, fear flickering in her eyes as she struggled to compose herself. Rafael stepped closer to me. “Are you alright? Were you hurt?” he asked, his voice heavy with concern. I looked at him but didn’t answer, still haunted by our last conversation. He let out a deep breath and turned toward Leandro and L

I nearly screamed in frustration the moment I read Rafael's text message. My hands trembled as I clutched my phone, staring at the string of messages he had sent me in such a short amount of time. I had barely gotten home and immediately went to see Trina, desperate to tell her everything that had happened at the De Luca company earlier. "Girl, calm down! Just talk to Rafael already so he'll stop bothering you. I really don't think he's going to leave you alone until he's able to speak to you," Trina said, her voice laced with both sympathy and concern as she sat across from me. I buried my face into the pillow on her couch and let out a frustrated groan. My chest felt so tight with annoyance that I was sure I'd burst. I hadn't even been home for a full hour and Rafael was already blowing up my phone. I had explicitly told him earlier that I wasn't ready to talk yet, that I needed some time to think, but here he was, insisting to meet me. It was as if he didn't understand the meani

I told Trina about the offer I received from De Luca’s Company and asked for her opinion. She agreed that I should work there and was genuinely happy for me, even though she shared some concerns since Madam Celestine and Luciana would also be there."Luciana might be even more successful at stealing that design if you don’t take the job. At least if you’re there, you can keep an eye on her especially since she’s seen more than just one of your designs."What Trina said lingered in my mind, and I couldn’t seem to shake it off."You’ve been quiet for a while now. Is something wrong, Gigi?" Rafael asked.He picked me up earlier from the house to meet up. I didn’t have the energy to ask where we were going but I just went along.When we got out of his car, I realized we were heading into a coffee shop. I didn’t know what got into him to bring me here, but I didn’t really mind. I needed to get out of the house and breathe some different air anyway.I quickly shook my head. "Nothing, really