All Chapters of Doted by the Ruthless Billionaire: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

It started with a coffee.Not the poetic kind. Not the slow-brewed kind with foam art and swan designs.No, this was the kind of coffee you grabbed when your soul was halfway out of your body and your assistant was threatening bodily harm if you didn't stay awake through your next hacking lecture.Which is why Lyra Moreno, in all her sleepy, porcelain-doll glory, was half-draped over the counter of a quiet, high-end café near the edge of the financial district, waiting for her third espresso with one hand tucked inside her coat sleeve and the other lazily scrolling through stock prices on her phone.Yani, pacing nearby, was muttering numbers to herself."You slept three hours last night, hacked into two security grids, and still haven't eaten. If you die on my watch, I'll kill you."Lyra blinked at her."That's a logical loop.""I'm serious.""I'm tired.""You are also..."CRASH.The door opened.A man in a charcoal suit walked in, all cold presence and sharp eyes. The kind of man who

AFTERNOONThe espresso machine hissed violently in the background, but nothing compared to the low-boiling fury brewing at the corner table, where Jade and Serene sat with caffeine and contempt in equal measure.Jade slammed her laptop shut so hard the barista flinched mid-pour.“She made us look like glorified interns,” she snapped.“I had to explain her graphs for twenty minutes. I don’t even know what a post-Keynesian transition is.”Serene, looking like she'd bitten into a lemon instead of sipping a macchiato, stirred her coffee with enough force to chip porcelain.“I had to Google her citations during Q&A and ended up on a French academic archive that tried to charge me fifty euros.”“She napped through the compliment,” Jade hissed, leaning forward.“And still looked smug.”Serene’s eyes narrowed.“We need to remind people she’s not untouchable.”Jade smirked. “What’re you thinking?”At that moment, a group of students passed by, their conversation casual, too loud, too convenie

A soft drizzle tapped against the high rise windows of the Vale Tower lounge, painting the city skyline in blurry streaks of light.The room smelled of fresh-ground coffee, polished leather, and money.Elias Vale sat on a sleek couch, ankle crossed over one knee, casually scrolling through a university forum on his tablet.And then he stopped.Moonvile Confessions - Post #4273"Apparently someone tried to delete Lyra Moreno's project. LMAO she submitted it 3x, including one saved in her cat's collar. Iconic."He blinked.Read it again.Across the room,Theo with a half eaten protein bar in hand, squinted over Elias's shoulder."Yo. What's this? Lyra? Like Lyra Moreno?"Kade, dressed in black and always looking like he'd just come back from breaking into a private server room, walked in with a cup of cold brew."What did I miss? Who got deleted?"Rio, lounging like a prince with a bag of caramel popcorn, sat up straight."Wait....is this about Lyra Moreno? Bro. I saw that thread. She b

The car ride should have been quiet.It wasn’t.Kade, Rio, and Theo had been left behind under the guise of "coffee refills," though Lyra suspected Elias simply didn’t want them making commentary during shirt selection.Yani had mysteriously vanished to “take a very important Zoom call,” which meant Lyra was now alone in Elias’s sleek black car, the smell of leather and subtle cologne oddly calming.But not calming enough.She stared out the window as the city blurred, her chin propped on her hand. The silence between them was comfortable until it wasn’t.“Why did you say yes?” she asked, still watching the glass.“To the engagement.”Elias, behind the wheel, didn’t answer right away. The engine hummed softly beneath them, like it was waiting too.“I read the contract,” he said finally.But in his inner self he knows the truth..that his interest in lyra and starting to feel something that he can't name for now.“The merger it guarantees. The protection it gives your company from hosti

The scent of warm pastries and fresh jasmine drifted through the quiet halls of the west wing a scent Yani immediately clocked with a suspicious squint as she opened the ornate double doors.“Okay, which rich man with access to artisan bakeries and a florist broke into our serenity?” she muttered.Inside, Lyra sat cross legged on her couch in a cloud of silk robes and morning hair, blinking sleepily at the tray that had just been delivered by one of the inner staff.A breakfast spread worthy of a luxury hotel sat before her... perfectly brewed coffee in her favorite custom mug, golden croissants, and a bowl of cut fruit dusted lightly with cinnamon.Beside it, in a crystal-thin vase, was a single, delicate moon lily soft white petals glowing faintly in the light.Yani picked up the note card tucked between the napkins and read aloud."Figured you’d forget to eat again. The coffee is strong, but not stronger than you.E.V."Lyra didn’t say anything.Just stared at the flower for a mo