Semua Bab LOVE GAME WITH THE CRIPPLED ZILLIONAIRE: Bab 41 - Bab 50

No one could stop the owner of the Disco Bar from trembling the moment they saw Dustin walking out, with Rihanna fast asleep on his back.Who were they to challenge someone as powerful as Dustin Crawford? His name might not be familiar to many, but mention DC Corporation, and you’ll hear nothing but awe. The owner of DC Bank Corp wasn’t just powerful—he was mysterious. A man who could buy anyone if he wished. But tonight, they discovered that even a man like him had a weakness. And that weakness... was his wife, Rihanna.It was past midnight when Dustin arrived at the palace. He was slightly taken aback to find King Rhiannon waiting in the grand hall, seated on the couch.He simply bowed in respect before heading upstairs.Carefully, he laid Rihanna on her bed. She was still sound asleep. He fetched a warm towel and began gently wiping down her body. Halfway through, he heard her murmur in her sleep."Luv, why is it so hard to forget you?"He paused, caught off guard by what she said.

Rihanna snapped out of her daze when two sharp knocks echoed against her office door. She was so lost in thought that she didn’t even realize Drake had already stepped inside.“I thought you and your husband were back together,” Drake said, easing into the swivel chair across from her desk. His tone was casual, but his eyes were sharp. “So why do you still look like the weight of the world is on your shoulders?”Rihanna drew in a deep, weary breath. “I am happy that Dustin and I reconciled. But what I can’t understand is why Dad still refuses to let us get married.”A shadow crossed Drake’s face at her words, but he masked it instantly.“Maybe Uncle Rhiannon was just caught off guard,” he replied lightly. “That might explain his reaction.”“Perhaps… but there was something else. I swear I saw fear in his eyes, Drake. And that’s why he wouldn’t give us his blessing.”Drake leaned back, studying her carefully. “Then why not ask him outright? If he’s against it, he owes you—and Dustin—an

“Luv, do I really have to wear this?” Rihanna’s voice held a hint of complaint as she studied her reflection. “A simple gown would do. I’m not even going for Charles; it’s his father I need to see. Honestly, I didn’t want to attend at all, but it would feel rude to refuse his invitation.” She gave a small pout as she stepped into the extravagant evening dress Dustin had acquired from a world-famous designer.“Yes, you do, Luv.” Dustin’s tone was firm, unyielding. “You’re the CEO of SmithCom Corp., one of the most respected women in the industry. You can’t look anything less than your best in front of your rivals.”When she made a move to take it off, he closed the space between them, deftly zipping the gown himself.It had always been like this. Dustin personally helped her dress, never allowing male stylists near her once her makeup was done. His possessiveness, fierce and unrelenting, hadn’t diminished one bit.Stepping back, he let his eyes travel slowly from her head to her toes, a

How did everything Dustin said come true? Zack wondered, deciding to ask his secretary. "What's the reason why they suddenly repossessed Larson Industries?""As per the order of the president of DC Bank Corporation, sir," Aliza replied promptly."Did they mention who the president of DC Bank is?""I asked them, and they said Dustin Crawford is the president of DC Bank Corporation.""What? Are you sure?" Zack's eyes widened in shock, and he needed Aliza to repeat what she said."I heard it clearly, sir. Mr. Bolton mentioned Dustin Crawford as the owner."Zack rubbed his face. How did Dustin Crawford become the president of DC Bank? He seemed insignificant, and Zack had even thought he was close to losing his mind because of Shane's antics. Yet, now, his wealth seemed boundless. No wonder he could buy any company; he wanted to sleep with Rihanna. It turned out that Dustin Crawford was known as "The Zillionaire" worldwide."Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" Zack cursed to himself, regretting his action

The next morning, Rihanna woke to the soft glow of daylight spilling into a room she knew all too well. Her gaze drifted lazily around until it stopped on a picture frame hanging on the wall.It was a photo of her and Dustin, taken at Velmar Isle, the day they became husband and wife. She smiled faintly. In the picture, she was looking straight into the camera, while Dustin’s lips pressed against her cheek.Her smile lingered as her eyes wandered around. Everything was still in place. Their room looked exactly the way it had before.But then she sat up suddenly. Wait… why am I here? How did I get back to our room? Last night, I was still at the palace…Her heart skipped a beat as another thought hit her. Mom… is Mom alive?Her vision blurred as fresh tears spilled down her cheeks.The door opened. She quickly looked up and found Dustin walking toward her, his face etched with worry.“Luv, why are you crying?” he asked softly, gathering her into his arms and pressing a kiss to her fore