บททั้งหมดของ MR. BILLIONAIRE, YOU’RE NOTHING WITHOUT ME.: บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

Damien felt exactly like he had the world under his hands, under his control and completely at his disposal. It was a good way to feel and admitting it to himself was not him being conceited.He stood at the extra office he usually stayed in as he waited for all of the ruckus in the conference room. Damien would die and cross over a needle's eyes before he ever admitted to something like he being a love person or even imagine him being in a relationship for the unrealistic reason called love.Everything was a business to him and usually, how work here would be done because he had defended the woman he was affiliated with and removed every stupid iota of shame from her— it was only proper for his own reputation in the long run— but he wasn’t leaving and it was bothering even him.“Well that was iconic! I didn’t know you had activism in your blood, that was an intriguing realization,” Marcus’s voice called as he joined him on the balcony, a big smile on his face as Damien watched him app

Chapter 33Damien was in fact projecting.He considered it a thing of great shame but he was a light weight. He hadn’t gone two glasses through before the alcohol began to set loose and now, he was speaking and his words were loose. Serena watched him in amusement because while she didn’t constantly indulge in alcohol and its brothers, she had the resistance of a bull but this man, this business mogul and man everybody was scared of couldn’t keep it down. It was ironic. “So, why can’t you take alcohol?” Serena asked him, not bothering to be subtle or linger and his eyes widened.“What do you mean? I am taking this like a champ,” he replied, his voice was lighter and a little too light of anything. There was the awareness that he wasn’t in his conscious uptight self and Serena was there for that. “I see that, what color of shirt am I wearing?” Serena asked him and Damien looked at her like she was crazy. He shook his head and took another drink.“It’s obvious you’re wearing Red,” h

Chapter 35The arrangement of the house on forty third street was exactly how Adrian had gotten his wealth, unplanned, large and with a backbone that had carried it all and when he noticed the tower in the middle was ruining the decor of the house, he asked an architect to take it out, unluckily he got a very terrible one and they ended up cutting it from the root and now the whole house was shaky.He also hated metaphors and how stupid they could be, how much it sounded like the one using it was smart when in fact they are equally— if not moreso stupid than thinking with your brain.All he knew was that there was a fault in the stars of Hales hub and he didn’t know what to do. He was clad in a full piece suit and a file in his hands, there should be important documents and stuff in it but he favored Serena’s pictures.It was probably his most kept secret at that point, he would rather reveal to everybody that at ten, he ate a life bug and he used to be a kleptomaniac for the rest of h

Adrian was still rigid, chest tightening until it felt like he might snap. The room felt different now, like the air was too thin and time seemed to move painfully slower. Every head was still in awe as Serena walked in, with Damien next to her. They had stolen the spotlight, hogging all the attention for themselves. He couldn't breathe clearly, he couldn't move.He didn't know they would be coming here. I mean, he'd known Damien would come but he didn't know that Damien would be her bringing with him. For a moment, he thought he must be imagining things. After all, while the engagement had been announced, he'd expected it to just be some kind of PR stunt, a ploy Damien had come up with to make him look stupid. It has been weeks since he ended their relationship, weeks since he shut her down, weeks since she returned to her family. Weeks since she had stopped being someone he thought about. But ever since the announcement, he couldn't lie he hadn't thought about her. He thought o

Evelyn was stood on the top balcony of the ballroom, her arms resting lightly on the gleaming wooden railing. From up there, she could see the entire hall spread out beneath her. The chandeliers glowed warmly, scattering soft, golden light across the dresses, the suits, the jewelry, the polished shoes, and tables covered in crystal glasses. The music filled the air with its melody, weaving through the low laughter and quiet conversations.But Evelyn wasn't focused on any of that… it was really none if her business.Instead her eyes were fixed below, on Serena.Serena was standing near the corner of a table at the ballroom, holding clutch in her arms, waiting patiently for Damien to return to her. Evelyn watched as Adrian walked towards her, stopping just a few inches from her. That piqued her curiosity. What did that animal want?She watched as Adrian shifted right to front of her, talking too close. Evelyn couldn't hear the words, but from where she stood, she could see everyth