All Chapters of Until She Was Theirs: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Lilith's POV ‎‎The silence that ensued between Nolan and me had become a living, breathing thing. It hung in the air like smoke after a fire thin, choking, and totally impossible to ignore.‎‎I woke to the faint clatter of dishes that came from downstairs, the smell of coffee drifting faintly through the room. ‎‎For a fleeting moment, I told myself that maybe he was just in the kitchen, maybe he had finally decided to talk, just maybe…‎‎But when I padded down barefoot, all I found was a neatly arranged breakfast on the kitchen counter. Toast, eggs, a small bowl of fruit, and next to it, a folded note in his neat handwriting.‎‘Had to leave early. Eat something. Nolan’.‎‎Just that. No “see you later.” No “we need to talk.” No apologies, absolutely nothing.‎‎I stood there, staring at the note. He had made me breakfast or rather ordered breakfast but he couldn’t even look me in the eye long enough to say goodbye. It was such a Nolan thing to do: caring without words, helping

Lilith POVI had been staring at Theo’s contracts since seven a.m. The laptop screen glared at me, filled with lots and lots of spreadsheets, investor reports, and email trails. I wasn’t even halfway through my coffee. The apartment was dead quiet no music, no TV, no Nolan just exactly how I wanted it.If I was going to get my company back or at least get back at Theo I needed focus.Theo had expanded fast since we split up. Too fast. I had traced his deals across several industries, and every one of them surely had cracks forming under the surface. His latest obsession? Motorcycles. A field he obviously didn’t understand.That was going to be my opening.I leaned back in my chair, tapping a pen against the desk. I once had access to all of Theo’s investors when we were still married their names, portfolios, preferences. Now I was going to use that memory to book meetings one by one. Four calls later and I had managed to set up an in-person meeting with one of the biggest ‘Victor Lan

Nolan POVLilith's staggered her way down the stairs to meet me and Cassian standing by the kitchen counter.“You boys….” She stammered, holding tightly to the wine bottle.“She’s had enough to celebrate for one night,” I said, though I couldn’t but smile.A second later, Cassian’s phone buzzed. He frowned, scanning the screen. “I have got to run. Someone just texted me urgent. Shouldn’t take long.”I looked at him. “Now?”“Hey!!” Lilith screamed out.“Yeah. I’ll explain later,” he said, already grabbing his jacket. He paused at the door, eyes flicking toward the living room. “Lilith has gone full drunk mode. Make sure she doesn’t burn the place down or drunk-dial Theo, all right?”I sighed. “You’re kidding me.”“Do I look like I’m kidding?” Cassian grinned, clapping my shoulder before heading out. “You’re on babysitting duty tonight, brother.”Lilith staggered to sit on the couch cross-legged. A half-empty wine bottle sat on the coffee table beside her. The music had slowed into some

Lilith's POVThe first thing I felt when I woke up was the ache in my head. A sharp, throbbing pain that pulsed right behind my eyes. The second thing I felt was the warmth, a solid weight beside me.I turned my head slowly, squinting against the morning light.Nolan.He was lying there, shirtless, one arm draped lazily over the pillow between us. The sheets were tangled, his hair a mess, his breathing steady.My heart nearly stopped.Memories came in flashes the wine, the words we exchanged, the kiss. The way he had looked at me lovingly. The way I had touched him like I’d been starving for it. My face burned hot.“Oh, God,” I muttered, sitting up quickly.The movement made my head spin. I pressed my palms against my temples, trying to piece the night together.I remembered crying. I remembered saying too much. And then… his lips. His hands. But not… everything. I was sure of that.I glanced down. My clothes were still on, rumpled but intact. Relief and confusion collided.What the h

Theo’s POVI paced the length of my office, the city skyline glinting mockingly through the glass wall. My phone screen was lit with a dozen unread messages and none of them were good.Another investor had just pulled out.I slammed my phone on the table so hard the vibration rattled my coffee mug.“Unbelievable,” i muttered, pressing both of my palms against the sleek wooden surface. “Cowards. Every single one of them.”My assistant, Aaron, stood near the door, visibly uncomfortable, not like I cared if he was comfortable or not. “Sir, I…uh…tried calling Mr. Becker to reschedule the meeting. He said he is… no longer interested in continuing the deal.” “Becker too?”Aaron nodded timidly. “He said he is going to be switching partnerships. With… Nolan’s firm.”I turned to look at him properly. “What?!”Aaron flinched. “He said Nolan’s firm offered a better proposal and….”I cut him off with a sharp wave of my hand. “Better proposal my ass. Nolan doesn’t even have the infrastructure to