All Chapters of The Billionaire's Rebel Fiancée: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Zayn's POVMilan looked different. Even the air felt different and more alive, more real than it ever did on the screen. When the plane finally touched down, my chest tightened with a mix of anticipation and dread. In less than an hour, I’d be standing in front of Adriana, trying to rebuild what I’d nearly destroyed. I was terrified she might slip through my hands again.The driver took me to the hotel first, where I dropped my bag and after confirming the penthouse suite was ready, I went to the florist where I picked up the roses I had ordered last night. Deep red roses felt too formal to me, but she liked them anyway, and finally went to the wine shop for the specific bottle she had pointed out months ago saying someday she wanted to try it.My hands were shaking when I got back in the car and gave the driver her address, I had flown across oceans for business deals worth millions without feeling this nervous but right now holding flowers and wine on my way to apologize I felt lik

Zayn's POVTwo days later, Connor called, and by Sunday morning I was on a flight back to New York. When I walked into my apartment he was already there waiting, two coffees sat on the table beside a thick folder that looked like it could bury someone, and from Connor’s expression, I knew whatever was inside would change everything."Rough flight?" he asked while handing me a cup."Long," I said, dropping my bag, "left Adriana sleeping this morning, felt like the worst timing to leave but you said this could not wait.""It couldn’t," Connor said, gesturing to the folder. "I’ve spent the last forty-eight hours following the money trail, and what I found might interest you."I sat down and opened the folder. The first document showed a wire transfer of two million dollars from one of Victoria's private accounts to Isabella's business LLC, dated three days before she walked into my boardroom."She paid Isabella two million to come back into my life."“Not just to come back,” Connor said,

Zayn's POVThe estate felt different when we arrived, it felt colder, even with the late-afternoon sun pouring through the tall windows. Adriana’s hand tightened around mine as we stepped through doors I had walked through a thousand times, but never with this kind of weight on my shoulders.Connor and Sage followed behind us while Victoria and Alicia were already waiting in the sitting room. Victoria looked composed as always, sitting with her back straight and her hands folded in her lap like she was attending a pleasant social gathering instead of her own reckoning.Marcus sat in his usual chair, looking smaller than I remembered. The illness had taken more than his health, it had also taken his presence. Seeing him like that made my chest ache more, because she had done this to him on purpose."Thanks for coming," Marcus said, his voice tired. "Victoria said there were some… concerns that needed to be addressed.""Concerns," I repeated, setting the folder on the table. "That’s one

Zayn's POVMorning light cut through the windows. Adriana was still in my arms, her hair spread across my pillow, dark against the white. I watched her breathe, thinking about how close I'd come to losing this. To losing her.She stirred, opened her eyes and caught me staring. That sleepy smile of hers made my chest skip a beat. “Good morning.”"Best morning I've had in months." I meant it."What time is it?""Doesn't matter," I pulled her closer, "I cleared my schedule. Today is about you."She laughed, and somehow the sound filled spaces in me I hadn’t known were empty. "I’m trusting you with my day then."We stayed in bed longer than necessary, talking about nothing important, laughing at inside jokes only we understood, and I realized this was what I had been fighting for all along, not the grand gestures or the public victories. Just quiet mornings, where she was mine and I was hers.The smell of cooking finally pulled us out of bed. Adriana followed me to the kitchen wearing

Zayn's POVI was awake before Adriana. I just lay there watching her sleep. We've enjoyed three perfect days, and my mind kept asking when the universe would demand payment because nothing this good ever came without cost.My phone had been unusually quiet, no Victoria attempts at contact, nor business emergencies pulling me away. Even the weather had been perfect, and that quiet felt more threatening than any storm.She stirred and opened her eyes, caught me staring. "What are you thinking about?""How lucky I am," I said instead of the truth."Liar, you have that look that says you are worrying about something."I pulled her closer, "Tonight is Marcus's dinner, are you nervous?""Terrified," she admitted. "What if they do not really accept me, what if they blame me for everything with Victoria?"I turned her to face me properly, "You saved Marcus's life, anyone who does not see that does not matter.""Easy for you to say, they are your family.""And now they are yours too."Later in