All Chapters of Beneath the billionaire shadows : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

I couldn’t hide the excitement bubbling in my chest. The moment we stepped onto the sunlit trail that led to the stables, I felt like a child again. The scent of hay, leather, and fresh air wrapped around me like an old memory I never had. I’d never ridden a horse before. Not even once. But somehow, I already felt like I belonged here. Sydney walked beside me, in her wide-brimmed hat and crisp linen outfit, . She tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear and smiled at my obvious giddiness. “You’re really excited about this,” she said with a soft chuckle, her eyes glinting beneath the rim of her sunglasses. “I’ve always wanted to do this,” I confessed, almost skipping the last few steps toward the wooden fence. “Movies made it look so… magical. Powerful. Free.” Sydney rested her arm casually on the railing, watching the stablehands bring out the horses with calm interest. “It is. There’s something grounding about it. Though…” she glanced at me sideways, a knowing smile playi

I was still asleep feeling the warmth of Marcus’s arm draped lazily across my waist. Either way, I didn’t want to move. Last night had been… everything. The dancing, the laughter, we danced for long before slumbing to sleep in my room Then, I heard the door open. I thought maybe it was room service I hadn’t ordered anything, but these place had a way of being too attentive. But when I looked up sleepily, my blood ran cold. I sat up so fast I almost forgot to breathe. Standing at the door, was Kai. And beside him, blinking sleepily with a teddy bear half-tucked under his arm, was Ezra My chest clutched. “Mommy!” Ezra’s eyes lit up and he broke into a run before I could even say his name. His voice was bright and innocent, not sensing the way the air immediately turned thick. He ran straight toward the bed. I didn’t even thin I opened my arms and caught him, crushing him to my chest, my heart thudding so hard it ached. “Oh my God… baby,” I whispered, kissing the top of h

“Kai” Lena screamed, Shock froze her for a second before she rush forward shoving him hard in the chest, sending him stumbling back a step, caught off-guard. Her hands were shaking in fury Her voice broke as it rose. “Stop it! Just stop!” tears burning from her eyes." I am tired I am tired of you,you think this is how you fight for your family? With fists? With ego?” she spat, tears threatening her eyes but her rage holding them back. “You don’t love us, Kai. You want to own us!” Kai’s chest heaved, nostrils flared, but he didn’t move. “You think your control is protection but it’s not. It’s poison, Kai. It’s the reason I’m suffocating, the reason I’m slipping through your fingers. This isn’t strength. This is desperation. You’re not holding us together you’re drowning, and dragging everything down with you. You wear that cold, calculated control like armor, but it’s not shielding you. It’s a cage. A prison you built to hide from your own fear. Because deep down, you

I hadn’t expected to feel anything when I walked through Kai’s house again. I closed the car door slowly as Marcus gave me a reassuring smile through the window. The engine hummed low before he pulled away, disappearing into the quiet street The house stood the same grand and painfully familiar. I took a breath, trying not to feel like I was stepping into old shadows. I stepped inside. As I walked through the front door,Ezra’s nannies Clara and Grace came into view from the living area, their faces brightening the moment they saw me. “Miss Lena,” Clara said warmly, walking toward me, “It’s good to see you again.” “Hi, Clara” I managed with a soft smile. “It’s good to be back... I think. The other nanny, Grace, gave me a kind nod. “Ezra will be over the moon when he wakes up..” I chuckled quietly. I followed the familiar hallways, my fingers trailing lightly along the smooth edge of the banister, until I reached my Room. It was untouched. Exactly as I’d left it.

Ezra’s birthday was a few days away, and everything was in motion,The house had begun to hum with a quiet buzz of activity florists moving in and out with samples, planners setting up mockups in the garden, and soft-spoken decorators discussing balloon arches and table settings. I watched from the staircase for a moment, fingers curled around the railing as laughter floated from the courtyard where the planning team had set up. It felt strange surreal, even seeing something so joyful taking shap.Marcus had called earlier, checking in. His voice was warm but brief something about closing a deal overseas. He’d be back soon, he promised. I missed him, but I understood.In the meantime, I was here… coexisting.Kai and I barely spoke. When we crossed paths —like earlier this morning near the foyer there was no tension, just a silent acknowledgment. A quick glance. A curt nod. Then the sound of footsteps walking in opposite directions.It was calmer this way, yet somehow, still harder.Th