Semua Bab I Married A Billionaire, Who Wanted Revenge!!!: Bab 41 - Bab 50

ELOWEN The first thing I felt was weight. No, not on my body, but on my soul. A heaviness that pressed against my ribs as if something had been sitting on my chest while I slept. I took a sharp breath, as the air itself felt dense. It was as if someone had been standing too close to me, while I was asleep… I should have been scared, shouldn't I? But strangely enough, I wasn’t scared at all. I was living a nightmare in my sleep. I saw Adrian and his cruel betrayal. I saw him attacking me. It felt too deep, too real, but then—suddenly it was gone and something warm felt pressed against me, which awakened me. My eyes fluttered open slowly. The soft moonlight came through the curtains, making the room glow with a pale, peaceful shimmer. Nothing looked… different. Nothing looked out of place. And yet my skin hummed, telling me something had happened. I pushed myself upright, and turned on the lights. I looked around. No, nothing looked different, yet everything seemed different.

ELOWENI know I shouldn't have done that. But the moment had messed with my brain that I didn’t even realise what I was doing, until it's done…The kiss wasn’t hungry. It was aching.A slow, fragile kisslike he was terrified of breaking something between us. Like he wasn’t kissing me because he wanted to win… but because he had already lost.For a moment, none of us didn’t move. We just existed in the shared, trembling space where two people stop pretending, at least temporarily. Then he deepened it…Gentle at first — a slow slide of lips that felt like a confession he didn’t know how to speak. His hand cupped the back of my neck, pulling me in, but even then his fingers trembled against my skin.It was not dominance, not a possession either, it was something far deeper. Something where restraint lied as a disguise.A soft moan slipped from me before I could stop it, and he froze…His breath shuddered across my lips as if that tiny, involuntary sound broke something inside him. His f

ELOWEN The elevator doors slid shut in front of Alexander’s outstretched hand, and for one stolen second, I thought I could breathe.But, I couldn’t.I felt a tightness in my chest, and my palms became moist. My heart was thundering so loud it was impossible to hear anything else. His kiss was still all over me — on my lips, in my bones, under my skin. It felt like I had swallowed lightning and it was tearing me apart from the inside.I didn’t know if I was running from him or from myself...By the time the elevator reached the lobby, my pulse had been going crazy. I stumbled out, hugging myself, trying to will my mind to make sense of what the hell just happened.“Air,” I whispered, because it was the only thing I could cling to. “I just need air, that's all.”I headed for the main entrance. The guards were standing like a robot outside, looking in my direction and felt as though they would kill me if I stepped outside. I didn’t care though, I'm not in the mood right now. But then

ELOWEN I awoke to the subtle hum of the city permeating through the windows, with sunlight gathering in golden patches on the floor, casting lines across the edges of the bed as if it were an unexpected visitor.My body was heavy, almost impossibly warm. The feeling was too good, almost surreal. I was under the silk sheets, they were cold but the warmth of the arm on my waist—wait! Warmth? An arm? And that's when it hit, rushing all blood in my head as reality crawled within me. Alexander…My chest tightened at the thought. My limbs felt foreign, too aware of the events of last night. The way his hands had touched me, how his mouth had brushed mine, how my body had reacted in ways that should have terrified me but didn’t—at least, not fully…I forced my eyes open. The room was quiet, almost painfully so, except for the rhythmic sound of my heartbeat pounding in my ears. I felt exposed, vulnerable in a way I wasn’t used to. Not because of him—because of how much I had let myself…

ELOWEN The studio presented itself as a distinct realm. The subtle whir of the air purifier, the comforting aroma of essential oils, and the gentle sunlight gracing the countertops were intended to induce a sense of tranquility. I thought they would anchor me, give me some sense of control. But they didn’t. Not really.I sank into the leather stool behind the small oak table, staring at the scattered vials in front of me. Each one contained a possibility, a memory, a dream waiting to be bottled... And yet, my hands trembled as if they remembered something else entirely—something not meant to be summoned in the daylight.“Ugh! This is stupid. Highly stupid! Foolish, foolish Elowen!” I groaned under my breath. Sigh—I twisted a vial near me between my fingers, inhaling the scent. Sandalwood, amber, a hint of rose. It should have grounded me, reminded me of the work I was here to do. Instead, it triggered the memory of him... The way Alexander moved yesterday, how careful yet absolute