All Chapters of The Billionaire's Borrowed Bride : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Luckily, my bed was wide enough for two, so we both managed to fit. The silence in my room was almost deafening, the kind of silence that made my own heartbeat sound too loud. I swore he could hear it pounding, as if it wanted to leap out of my chest and betray me. I didn’t even understand myself anymore. Why did I allow him to lie down beside me until he finally drifted off? I told myself it was because I wanted him to sleep, to stop saying those words that made my heart stumble and ache at the same time. Maybe it was just my excuse. Maybe I just wanted to stay this close. Tomorrow… yes, tomorrow I would see if he still remembered every single thing he said tonight while he was drunk. Maybe he wouldn’t. Maybe that would be safer. He lay sprawled out, and I turned my back to him. I could almost hear the weight of his breathing, so I tried not to pay attention, hoping he’d drift deeper into sleep. I lost track of time, not realizing how long I remained turned away, and when I felt hi

Just like Leandro promised, he came to pick me up right away. He didn’t even wait until late in the day. Good thing I prepared myself earlier, so by the time he arrived, I was already set, and I could tell he was pleased about it. He also made sure to ask permission from Lola, and when she asked me where we were going, I simply said it was work-related. I wasn’t ready yet to tell her about me and Leandro. Not this soon. Honestly, my heart was trembling with nerves just imagining what would happen once everyone knew about us. Just the thought of his mother’s judgment already made me feel feverish. I could almost picture the sharp words, the belittling tone—how she would look at me like I didn’t belong in their world. I knew she’d do everything in her power to separate us. And then there’s Luciana. God. I could already imagine how much her anger would burn once she found out. She would cling to her narrative that I shamelessly flirted with Leandro, even though I never did. I could a

I spent the entire day thinking of how I would talk to Gavin. My mind kept going back and forth, trying to find the right words, the right approach. And yet, even though I had done nothing wrong, I couldn’t understand why it felt like I was the one carrying the shame. It was as if the guilt that should have been his had somehow transferred to me, weighing heavily in my chest every time I thought about facing him. The whole office was buzzing with whispers, the kind that made walls feel thinner and footsteps heavier. Everyone had seen the video, or at least heard about it. And even if Gavin had been the one at fault, I couldn’t help but feel a pang of pity for him. No one deserved to be feasted upon like that, their mistakes turned into daily entertainment for others. It hurt to witness it, even from the sidelines. I let out a long sigh, feeling the hours slip away from me. My shift had ended, yet I still hadn’t crossed paths with Gavin. It was unlikely we would anyway. We worked in

The moment my gaze landed on Leandro, I almost bit my lower lip until it hurt. A curse nearly slipped from my head to my mouth. How could I forget about him the entire evening? I didn’t even bother to send him a message that I had gotten home safe because Rafael’s presence had already consumed my thoughts. My heart raced so violently I swore it might jump out of my chest. He caught us. He caught Rafael here with me, who had no clue about the two of us. The air instantly thickened with tension, and I felt my throat go dry. I could already imagine the storm about to unfold, and I had no idea how to start explaining. But before I could even open my mouth, Rafael spoke first. “Leandro? What are you doing here?” His voice was calm but carried confusion, his brows knitting the moment he recognized his brother standing by the door. I froze. My eyes locked with Leandro’s. For a heartbeat, it felt like the world had shrunk until there was only him and me in this room. I shook my head subt

With everything that had happened, I still couldn’t wrap my head around the fact that the guy Trina had been talking to on the dating app turned out to be Steven. The world was ridiculously small, almost comically and it felt as if fate had conspired to make their paths cross again.Every time I thought about it, a small smile tugged at my lips. If Steven was the one destined for Trina, I would genuinely be happy for her.I turned to the mirror, studying my reflection. The white dress I had slipped into hugged my frame just right, soft and simple but not plain. My hair fell loosely over my shoulders, the strands straight and silky, and though I had only dabbed on a touch of blush, my cheeks were already flushed a soft pink.I was fixing myself up because Leandro had asked me out tonight. I had no clue where we were going; all he’d said was we’d be having dinner and that I should dress nicely. And of course, I understood what he meant. He wasn’t just anyone. He was De Luca. A billionai