All Chapters of The Billionaire Who Bought Me The Moon: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

"It's not a bounty," Samantha said weakly."Honey, when someone offers money to bring you back, that's a bounty," Dolores said, suddenly very interested. "How much do you think they'd pay us if we turned you in ourselves?""Dolores!" Betty snapped. "Don't even think about it.""I'm just saying, five million could buy a lot of---""Could buy you a lot of trouble, you mean," Rosa interrupted. "A rich boy like that probably has lawyers who'd eat you alive."A new voice spoke up from near the door. "Lawyers are the least of your problems."Everyone turned to look at the speaker. It was a young Latina woman, maybe mid-twenties, with intricate braided hair and alert eyes. She'd been so quiet that Samantha hadn't noticed her presence before."What do you mean, Carmen?" Betty asked.Carmen nodded toward Samantha. "You really don't know what you've stepped into, do you?""I don't know what you're talking about," Samantha said."Jason Hale doesn't just date random girls," Carmen continued. "He

“This shit again? How many times do I have to tell you? The answer is no!”"Marry me," he repeated, as casually as if he were simply asking about the weather. "All it takes is one simple ceremony, and all your problems disappear.” He snapped his fingers. “Like that. Your mother gets her surgery, your reputation gets out of the gutter, and you get to live the life that you were meant for.""You mean the life you decided I was meant for," she corrected bitterly."The life you deserve, mi amor”, he countered. "Unless you prefer struggling to pay rent while your mother wastes away in some charity ward?"The cruelty of it took her breath away. "You're sick.""I would say practical," Jason said. "And patient. I've waited for you to come to your senses, but clearly you need motivation.""This isn't love, Jason, this is obsession. You’re crazy. I don’t know what you’ve been doing all these years, but it’s definitely made you crazy.""Call it whatever you want," he shrugged. "The result is stil

Ben's arms were a lot thinner than she remembered, but the hug still hit like a lifesaver when he wrapped them around her. He smelled of street rain and fear and something cheap he'd worn too many nights in a row, and for a few seconds, Samantha forgot all about everything else, and she just clung to him because he was here, alive and shaking, and she needed that more than anything. "Sam---" Ben gasped into her shoulder. "Sam, they'll kill me. They'll cut me up, they'll---" "Shhh." Samantha's hands moved on their own and stroked his hair. "Hey, breathe. Okay? Breathe with me." She made him match her inhales and exhales until the shaking eased enough that she could see his face. He watched her with eyes too old for his twenty-something face, and she felt a hard, hot thing break open in her chest. "You should have contacted me sooner," she said in a small voice. "Why did you come here?" Ben swallowed, looking anywhere but at her. "I didn't know where else to go." He laughed

Samantha could almost hear the victory bells ringing inside his head. "Yes," she repeated, her voice steadier this time. "I'll marry you, but it has to be on my terms. I need time, and I need to wrap my head around this before anything happens. You can't expect me to jump headfirst into this circus." Jason tilted his head, amusement flickering in his eyes. "So you've finally come to your senses." His hand brushed over her arm with brief affection before he stepped back. "Your mother's surgery will be taken care of. The hospital will receive the payment confirmation before sundown. And as for your brother's… unfortunate choices, I'll have his debt cleared. Consider it a wedding gift." Her chest caved inward with relief, even though she wanted nothing less than to be indebted to him. "Thank you." Jason chuckled softly. "You'll learn to say that more convincingly in time." He smoothed his cuff, his composure flawless. "Enjoy your newly furnished apartment a little longer, cari

Jason’s voice poured through the speakers; “I see you got my gift.” Samantha froze for a moment, staring at the sleek black phone in her hand. “How do you even know I lost mine?” “Don’t worry about that.” His wicked chuckle made her skin crawl. “All that matters is you have this one now. I don’t like the idea of my future wife being… inaccessible.” Her jaw tightened. “You’re unbelievable. I'm already indebted to you, I don't need anything else. Please.” “Well,” Jason said smoothly, completely ignoring what she said, “aren’t you going to say thank you?” She breathed in, then out, and finally, through gritted teeth, she managed to say, “Thank you.” “Good girl.” She could hear the smile in his voice. “Now do me a favor, mi vida. Open your contacts.” Her thumb hesitated before she swiped, but when she did, she found a long list of strangers' phone numbers. His secretary. His chief of security. A personal driver. A private chef. His banker. His PR strategist. And then, w