All Chapters of For The Blind Billionaire : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Charlotte POVThe gown fit exactly the way it had at the boutique.I stood before the full-length mirror in our bedroom, studying my reflection.The neckline of the dress framed my shoulders, allowing the glow of the crystals of the necklace I wore.This wasn’t just about a gala.It was about re-entry.A month ago, we had been defending survival.Tonight, we would be stepping back into the world as if nothing had nearly broken us.“You’re unusually quiet,” Hayden said from behind me.I hadn’t even heard him enter.I met his reflection in the mirror.He stood near the doorway in a tailored black tuxedo and his hair neatly styled.His cane rested lightly against his leg.“You don’t even need to see me to know that,” I said.“I don’t,” he replied calmly. “I can feel when you’re thinking too hard.”I turned to face him fully. “And what makes you think I’m thinking too hard?”He tilted his head slightly, the faintest smile touching his mouth. “Because when you admire something, you’re quie

Charlotte POVThe barrel of the gun pressed harder against my forehead.Its feel was cold against my skin.My heart pounded so violently it felt as if it might burst through my ribs.The ballroom, that was once radiant and lively with music and conversation, had been sentenced into a suffocating silence“On. The. Floor.”Then man said again, his voice was sharper now.The command sliced through the haze in my mind.For a moment, I couldn’t move. It was like my own thoughts were lagging behind the reality of what was happeningMy body felt detached, as though I were watching this unfold from somewhere outside myself.Then instinct took over.My legs gave way.I lowered myself slowly to the marble floor, my hands trembling as they met the cold surface.The gun lifted from my forehead but did not leave me. It hovered inches away, still pointed straight at my face.I didn’t dare look up, as sweat began to pile up on my forehead.Fear was coursing through me right now. I knew if I took a w

Hayden POVThe dining room felt cavernous as I sat across Charlotte.Dinner has been served a while back and everything set, but neither of us had touched it.The envelope sat near my right hand.Let’s catch up at the Hall Restaurant. Tomorrow. 8 p.m. Come alone.According to Charlotte those were the contents of the message.Charlotte broke the silence first“You’re not seriously considering it.Her voice was steady“I am,” I answeredThe quiet that followed was thick enough to choke on..“After what happened at the gala?” she asked.“Yes.”“He told them to put a gun to your head, Hayden.”“And didn’t pull the trigger.”“They put one to mine.”That landed differently.My jaw tightened. “And he didn’t pull that either.”“That’s not the point.”“The point is,” she continued, “he staged an armed attack in front of the powerful figures of the city just to prove he could. And now he wants you alone in a restaurant? You think that’s normal?”“No. It's not. ““You’re walking into a trap,” sh

Charlotte’s POVThe morning felt wrong in all soo many ways.Warm sunlight filtered through the tall bedroom windows, illuminating the room quite well.The sky was clear, birds chirping somewhere beyond the glass.It was the kind of morning that belonged to fresh beginnings.Not exile.My bags were set, already, clothes and others tucked in well.I stood by the window, my fingers lightly touching the cool glass as I inhaled the crisp morning air through the opening.The breeze brushed against my face, it's feel gentle and soothing.Last night talk still replayed in my mind in fragments.When Hayden confessed about the Micro World Project…The fourteen casualties and Arkon’s parents being among them.Hayden hadn't meant it, that in itself was sure for me, but still, it didn't erase the impact.Those actions of his created a real villain in Arkon…Just then, a sharp knock came at the door.My heart lurched immediately.“Come in,” I said quietly, already knowing who it was though.The do

Charlotte's POVThe gunshot split the night in two.For a fraction of a second, there was no pain, it was just the deafening sound of the bullet ringing in my ears.Then it hit.A burning and ripping force tore through my leg.“Ahhh!!”The scream ripped out of me before I could stop it.My body crumpled in the middle of my run, as I hit the ground hard.A massive and crushing wave of pain cursed through me, more pain then I had ever felt in my life…My leg.My leg—It felt like fire had been poured directly into my veins.I tried to push myself up but I collapsed again.I forced my head up, my breath seizing at the sight under me.My blood…So much of it.Thick and dark blood poured from the wound, spreading under me across the cold pavement.“No… no…” I whispered, my voice trembling.The pain was sharp and deep, stinging into my bone.Every attempt to move sent fresh agony ripping upward.Then, I heard slow footsteps approaching.I turned my head weakly.Arkon.He walked toward me, h