บททั้งหมดของ The billionaire's deal: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

The first thing Ethan Cole noticed when he walked into his office that morning wasn’t the silence. It was the red notification flashing across his phone screen when he wanted to make a transfer: Account Access Denied.He blinked. Then again, another message appeared Transaction Blocked.“What the fuck” he muttered, jaw tightening as he tapped through his banking app. Every account and card was locked.“Mr. Cole?” Noah’s voice came from the doorway, calm and crisp as always. “You’re five minutes late to the quarterly—”“Cancel it,” Ethan cut him off, standing abruptly. “Get my father on the line. Now.”Noah paused, eyebrows knitting. “Sir, Mr. Cole Senior said you weren’t to—”“I don’t care what he said!” Ethan snapped, voice rising before he caught himself. He exhaled sharply, then rubbed the bridge of his nose. “Sorry. Just… get him.”Noah hesitated for a moment just long enough for Ethan to see the flicker of concern behind his professionalism then nodded and left.A few minutes lat

Ethan’s grip tightened around the device until his knuckles turned white.He lifted his gaze slowly and when his eyes met Noah’s, the calm, composed CEO was gone.“What the hell is this?” Ethan’s voice was low. Controlled and Deadly.Noah shook his head, heart hammering. “I don’t know. I swear I don’t know.”“Don’t lie to me.”“I’m not!”Ethan rose from his chair, the movement deliberate. “They don’t publish this kind of thing without something to back it up. So tell me, Noah, what connection do you have to my father?”Noah blinked, stunned. “None! I’ve never even met him!”“Then explain this.” Ethan shoved the tablet at him.Noah’s eyes darted over the words, his stomach churning.> Sources close to the Cole family reveal that Noah Bennett once interned at Cole Industries under a different department and was personally recommended by Richard Cole himself.********Noah’s mouth went dry. “Oh my God.”Ethan’s jaw flexed. “So it’s true.”“No! I mean—” Noah ran a hand through his hair. “

“Mr. Taylor,” one of the older board members began, his voice clipped. “I assume you’ve seen the photo.”Ethan leaned back in his chair. “Hard to miss.”“And the headlines,” another added. “‘Heir to Taylor Empire in Secret Relationship with Male Assistant.’ Do you realize what this does to our public image?”Ethan’s reply was calm but dangerous. “Our public image survived a money laundering scandal last year. I think it can handle a picture of me with my assistant.”“This isn’t about you, Ethan,” said Miranda King, the CFO. Her voice was smooth but edged. “It’s about the company. The investors are spooked. Stock dropped two percent overnight.”Ethan folded his arms. “Then we tell them the truth.”“The truth?” Miranda frowned. “That you’re—”“Engaged,” Ethan cut in, voice sharp.Noah’s head snapped up in shock.Miranda blinked. “I’m sorry—what did you just say?”Ethan looked at her evenly. “You wanted a narrative? That’s it. I’m engaged. To him.” He nodded toward Noah.Every face aroun

"Stop the games, Elena." Ethan got closer. "You were in the building last night. Why?"Her smile slipped a bit. "Work stuff. Dad asked me to look at some papers.""You're lying." Ethan showed her the new message on his phone. "You're the one sending these photos."Elena's eyes got big. Was it a real shock? "What? No, that's not me—""Don't lie." Noah cut in, his voice tough. "The records prove it."She laughed, but it sounded forced and sad. "You think I'd do something like spying? Come on. I'm here because I got one too." She showed her phone: Same picture, same words.Ethan grabbed her arm. "Who sent it to you?""No name. But it said to meet at the old warehouse area at midnight. By myself. Or more stuff gets out that wrecks all of us."Noah looked confused. "All of us?"Elena nodded, pulling her arm away. "It talked about my mess in Paris. The one Dad fixed."Ethan's thoughts spun. "This is blackmail. It's not just me anymore.""We'll go as a group," Noah said strongly. "No one goe

Noah's phone screen lit up like a sneaky snake in the low light of the penthouse bedroom, and the message from Miranda burned into his eyes: Join me, or he falls further. He deleted it fast, but his heart raced, and the words stuck in his mind like poison. Ethan slept next to him, his chest moving up and down in a tired rhythm, with no idea about this new backstab coming. Noah's fingers wanted to shake him awake and tell him everything, but doubt held him back. What if this was his way out? No, Ethan was more than just his boss now, and more than a pretend fiancé. The way Ethan had taken him earlier, pushing deep inside with raw need... it felt real. Didn't it?He got out of bed quietly and walked naked to the bathroom. The mirror showed a guy who was split in two. The bruises from the warehouse were fading, but fresh marks from Ethan's teeth and hands stood out on his skin like sexy reminders. His dick stirred at the thought: Ethan's mouth on him, sucking strong, tongue circling the