All Chapters of The Billionaire's Brutal Seduction: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Fifteen minutes late, Chloe stepped out of the elevator into the tranquil ambiance of the library's fifth floor. Sleek, white bookshelves lined the walls, housing an expansive collection of contemporary literature and classic works. The hallway led to private study rooms offering quiet retreats.Damian lazily leaned against the wall, checking his smartphone. He glanced up, his eyes lit with a playful sparkle as she approached him. Clad in his dark blue autumn jacket and a navy Henley shirt, paired with belted jeans and leather boots, he was a perfect mix of effortless charm and allure. His hair was stylishly tousled.Damn. How could he look anything but irresistibly seductive?"Hey, Chloe," he said, his voice a soothing baritone. "I was about to give up on you. Thought you stood me up.""Stand you up? Never," Chloe replied as she struggled to hide her smile.She moved closer to Damian, the air charged with an unspoken anticipation. He closed the distance with a step, leaning in with a

The mansion was beautiful, but it echoed with the emptiness of Damian’s busy schedule. Their paths rarely crossed over the next few weeks. Damian was buried under a heavy load of classes, volleyball practice, and his responsibilities at Scott-Quinn Enterprise. When he did come home, it was late, and Chloe was often asleep on the sofa, the TV playing softly in the background.Damian would lift her into his arms, carrying her to his room as if she weighed nothing and tucking her into his bed. One night, he gently laid her down on his silk sheets when her fingers curled around his.“Stay with me,” she whispered, her voice thick with desire and need.He paused, his face softening. “Always,” he promised, settling beside her. As he held her close, the fears of the day seemed to dissolve, replaced by a sense of belonging and protection.But the sanctuary of his mansion couldn’t shield them permanently. Chloe knew she and Lisa had to face the world again to find the person behind the attack.

On Monday evening, Chloe prepared to meet with Damian at their usual spot on the library’s fifth floor. Her week had been unusually peaceful; Todd had not harassed her once. In class, he kept to himself at the front, avoiding eye contact, starkly contrasting his usual behavior. When they brushed against each other amid the bustling crowd, he mumbled an apology, his touch as light as a feather—a far cry from his typical aggressive bumps.With a small smile, Chloe grabbed her phone to confirm her plans with Damian, sending a message to ensure he hadn’t forgotten their eight p.m. rendezvous.> Hey, are we still meeting tonight? 🙂The typing bubble appeared, followed by his response.> Sure. Sorry about being MIA. Been busy with the family business.> No need to apologize. As long as you’re fine.> Can’t wait to see you, babe. ❤️“Who are you texting?” Lisa asked, popping a grape in her mouth as she sprawled across her bed.Chloe didn’t look up. “Take a wild guess. We’ve got another late

NowTime had stretched and twisted since the college years were gone—eight long years since Chloe and Damian’s paths had crossed, seven since they’d gone their separate ways. She sat in the dim glow of her room, the last drops of her wine casting a crimson hue at the bottom of her wine glass.She set the glass on the chest of drawers, her movements slow and deliberate. Her eyes, red-rimmed and glistening with unshed tears, fixated on the diamond collar nestled in its case. The bejeweled surface gleamed as if it had never been touched. She kept the jewelry a secret from the world, aside from her insurance company, which safeguarded the item against theft. Damian had probably gifted other women such trinkets over the years. A man like him couldn’t settle for a serious commitment.Not after what he did.With a trembling hand, Chloe touched the cold metal one last time before snapping the case shut. “Fuck it,” she muttered, wiping away her tears.She buried the case beneath a pile of old

Chloe fled, hearing Diva’s distant barking after paying for her juice and apologizing to the bar staff for the mess. She sprinted down the beach until she was breathless. Gasping for air, she squatted, placing her hands on both knees. She stared at the rolling waves and the distant blue horizon.Never before had she encountered such calculated manipulation—not just from Damian but from his entire family. Their organizational tactics killed her father’s business years ago, she had learned after Damian’s breakup. A distributor hired by Scott-Quinn Enterprise imported much cheaper foreign fish for restaurants and supermarkets in the entire region. It monopolized the market, suffocating local suppliers like her dad. Damian’s family won a dirty price war.Her adoptive father, Glenn, landed a managerial position with the same distributor after her relationship ended—she couldn’t help but suspect Damian orchestrated the gambit move. Forfeit Chloe for the promise of power and pay her father t