Semua Bab DISARMED--- A BILLIONAIRE ROMANCE NOVEL: Bab 11 - Bab 20

ISABELLE’S POVVee rushed into her room, and I think it shocked her that her brother kissed me right in front of the media. It shocked me too, and I honestly can’t blame her for reacting the way she did. I should have told her sooner. And I still have no idea how to feel about everything that happened out there, so I’ll leave that confusion for tomorrow. Right now, I just want to curl up and drift off.I went into my room, took a shower, slipped into my nighties, and flopped onto the bed, letting the softness wrap around me like a comfort. I could almost picture my small bed back in the old apartment I shared with my mum. It was hard as a rock, but I would pick it over this one a million times just because she slept beside me. We never cared about the backaches as long as we had each other. I miss my mum very much. I feel lonely all the time.Sunrays nearly blinded me, like someone had thrown the curtains wide open. I slowly blinked my eyes open and found Adrian leaning over me. His be

ISABELLE’S POVI widened my eyes and stopped sobbing for a moment because everyone’s attention was on me, especially Adrian. He took a few steps toward me, and with each step my heart thumped louder, thudd, thudddd, thuddddd.“Did you not say that Vee told you my Helena and my child were alive?!” he growled. I shivered, and tears began streaming down my cheeks. I could swear Vee told me they were still alive, only separated. But now, how could I prove it when Vee denied saying it?“ANSWER ME.” He sneered, and I flinched, opening my mouth, hoping the right words would come out.“I-I heard her clearly saying that,” I stammered shakily. The fear inside me was overwhelming. My heart pounded so fast it felt like it could drop into my stomach at any moment. I didn’t know what else to say. I just hoped he would understand, even though I felt completely helpless.“Why are you lying, Isabelle?!” Vee asked sharply, just like the first day we met at the tea shop. I looked at her, tears in my eye

ADRIAN’S POVI never imagined the daughter of my enemy would be the one to save my company with a few well-chosen words. When Mr. Nikolai asked that question, I had nothing. Daniel ran that project, and it was a mess. I didn’t know how to defend it until she spoke. That was the only reason I stayed quiet.I catch myself looking at her more than I should—her hazel eyes, the stupid pink shade on her face when she blushes, the calm look she wears when she sleeps. It’s irritating how noticeable she is.Fuck. I just called her beautiful. Maybe she earned it for pulling my company out of that situation. I hate how often my eyes follow her. She never reacts the way people should. No anger. No breakdown. No matter how much I push, she stays soft. Her calm makes it difficult for me to hurt her properly. Even after that incident—when she talked about Helena and my child like they were still alive—I couldn’t stay angry. I should have exploded and poured my rage on her. Instead, I found it almost

ADRIAN’S POVI rubbed my eyes as I scrolled through a new app concept. My team and I had been grinding nonstop, and somehow the company had pulled a fifty‑percent growth in just one week. It didn’t make sense. I had been convinced the empire I built was on the verge of collapsing, yet here we were, thriving.Daniel hadn’t shown up for over a week. No notice, he just sent a lazy text saying he had traveled. So when he walked into my office that evening like he owned the damn place, my patience snapped.“You do realize you don’t own this company, right?” I said coldly. “You don’t disappear without notice and then stroll back in expecting someone else to clean up your mess.”“Shit, bro,” he shrugged. “What are best friends for? It won’t happen again.”Daniel was my best friend since childhood, the one person I trusted. But trust didn’t permit him to fuck around with my empire. I didn’t build this company by being careless, and no employee, especially him, was above the rules.“That doesn

ISABELLE’S POVI wake up slowly, like I’m being pulled out of deep water. My eyelids feel too heavy to lift, and when I finally manage to open them, the light hurts. Everything is blurry at first. White. Too bright.My head feels thick, stuffed with cotton. I try to move, but my body doesn’t listen right away. It feels weak, like it doesn’t fully belong to me yet.There’s a strange beeping sound nearby. It’s steady and annoying. I realize it’s not coming from my head, it’s coming from a machine beside me. That’s when the fear creeps in.Where am I?My mouth is dry, my throat sore. Swallowing feels hard. I blink again, slower this time, and shapes start to make sense. Curtains. A ceiling. Tubes taped to my arm.A hospital.My heart starts to race, even though my body still feels slow. I try to remember what happened, but my memory skips, like a broken recording. The harder I push, the worse my head hurts.I heard a familiar voice and slowly turned my head to the left. That’s when I sa