All Chapters of Under His Billionaire Roof: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

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Chapter 31: The Call

Three AM. Noah gave up pretending to work.His phone sat on the desk. Screen dark. Mocking him.He'd picked it up seventeen times in the past hour. Set it down seventeen times. Each time telling himself he wouldn't call. Each time his hand reaching for it again anyway.The office walls pressed in. Too quiet. Too empty. Just him and the ghost of what he'd lost.His thumb unlocked the screen before he could stop himself. Her contact stared back. That photo. Her laughing. God, he missed that laugh.He hit call.It rang once. Twice. Three times. His heart hammered against his ribs. She wasn't going to answer. Why would she? It was three in the morning and he'd been radio silent for two weeks.Four rings. Five.Then: "Noah?"Her voice. Rough with sleep. Confused. Beautiful.He couldn't speak. His throat closed up. All the words he'd practiced vanished."Noah? Are you there?"Just breathing. Hers and his. Filling the silence between them."Say something," she whispered. "Please.""I miss yo

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Chapter 32: Morning After

Leighton woke to sunlight stabbing through her cheap curtains.Her phone lay face-down on the nightstand. She stared at it like it might explode.Last night came rushing back. His voice. Her hands. The things she'd said. The sounds she'd made.Her stomach twisted.She grabbed the phone. Pulled up his photo, the photo she'd never deleted stared back at her. Him in his kitchen, unaware she was watching. Soft morning light. Almost smiling.She'd given him power again. Let him back in with nothing but his voice and two words: *I miss you*.Pathetic.Her thumb hovered over the delete button. She'd done this before. Blocked him. Deleted him. Then saved his number again like an addict keeping a dealer's contact "just in case."Not this time.She pressed block. Watched his name turn red. Then deleted the number for good measure.Her chest felt hollow.The shower ran cold before it warmed up. She stood under the spray, scrubbing her skin like she could wash away the memory of his voice. The wa

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Chapter 33: Therapy Session

Noah sat in Dr. Voss's waiting room, knee bouncing. The chair was leather. Expensive. Probably meant to be calming. It wasn't working.A clock ticked on the wall. Each second loud in the quiet space. He checked his phone. No messages. He'd texted Leighton twice yesterday. Both from a new number. Both delivered. Both ignored.She'd blocked him again.Good. That's what he deserved.The door opened. Dr. Voss stood there. Mid-fifties. Glasses. Kind eyes that saw too much."Noah. Come in."The office smelled like coffee and old books. A couch sat against one wall. Two chairs facing each other. Window overlooking the city. Dr. Voss gestured to the couch.Noah sat. Felt like a kid in the principal's office."How was your week?" Dr. Voss settled into his chair. Notepad in lap. Pen ready."Fine.""Just fine?""Yeah."Dr. Voss waited. That thing therapists did. Silence as a weapon. Making you fill it just to stop the discomfort.Noah cracked first. Always did."I called her.""Leighton?""Yeah.

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Chapter 34: Girls' Night

The knock came at seven. Three sharp raps.Leighton opened the door. Chloe stood there holding two bottles of wine and a bag of takeout. Her smile was bright. Genuine."Surprise!"Guilt hit like a fist to the stomach."Chloe. Hey. I wasn't expecting you.""I know. That's why it's a surprise." Chloe pushed past her into the apartment. Stopped. Looked around. Her smile faltered. "Oh. Wow. This is... cozy."Cozy. Code for tiny."It's not much but it's mine." Leighton closed the door. Tried to see the space through Chloe's eyes. Peeling paint on the ceiling. Water stain in the corner. Kitchen barely big enough for one person. The whole apartment was smaller than Noah's bedroom."Where's your couch?""Don't have one yet. Still saving up." Leighton gestured to the two folding chairs by the window. "But I have chairs. And a table. Sort of."The table was a board on cinder blocks. Functional. Depressing.Chloe set the wine and food down. Her expression was careful. Neutral. The look you gave

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Chapter 35: The Letter

Noah sat at his desk for three hours before he could write the first word.The paper mocked him. Blank. White. Waiting.His hand cramped around the pen. He'd started twenty times. Crumpled every attempt. The trash can overflowed with failed beginnings.*Dear Dad,*Too formal.*To the man who left,*Too angry.*I don't know why I'm writing this,*Too weak.He threw the pen across the room. It hit the wall. Clattered to the floor.His phone sat face down on the desk. Silent. No messages from Leighton. Three days since the phone call. She'd blocked every number he had.Focus. He needed to focus.Dr. Voss said write it all out. Every question. Every hurt. Get it out of his system so he could stop carrying it around.Noah picked up the pen. Started again.*You don't deserve a greeting. You don't deserve my time or my words. But I'm writing this anyway because my therapist says I need to. Because apparently, I'm still letting you ruin my life twenty-three years later.*His hand moved faster

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Chapter 36: Enter Daniel

Leighton's coffee cup was empty by nine AM.She stared at her screen, willing herself to focus on the Meridian mockups. Her eyes kept blurring. Three hours of sleep would do that. Chloe had left at dawn, hugging her tight at the door with promises to call soon.The lie about Noah still sat heavy in Leighton's stomach."Knock knock."She looked up. A guy stood in her cubicle entrance holding two coffee cups. Tall. Dark hair. Warm brown eyes behind black-framed glasses. He wore a gray sweater and jeans. Casual but put together."Daniel Park. Senior Creative Director." He set one cup on her desk. "Vanilla latte. Oat milk. One sugar."She blinked. "How did you...""I'm observant." He smiled. Easy. Genuine. "Saw you order it twice last week in the break room. Figured you could use one today. You look like you had a rough night.""That obvious?""The hair is a clue." He pointed at her head.Her hand flew up. Found the ponytail she'd thrown together without a mirror. Half falling out. Messy.

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Chapter 37: Chloe's Matchmaking

Chloe called Thursday night while Leighton was eating cereal for dinner."I have the perfect guy for you!"Leighton's spoon stopped halfway to her mouth. "What?""Marcus's friend. Jason. He's a lawyer. Smart, funny, age-appropriate. And he just broke up with his girlfriend three months ago so he's ready to date again.""Chloe, I don't...""Before you say no, just hear me out. You need to get back out there. You've been moping around since you moved. A date will be good for you."Moping. Is that what Chloe thought this was?"I'm not moping. I'm adjusting.""You're hiding. There's a difference." Chloe's voice softened. "I love you. I want you to be happy. And sitting alone in that tiny apartment every night isn't making you happy."Guilt twisted in Leighton's stomach. Chloe was trying to help. Had no idea the real reason Leighton spent her nights alone."I don't know.""One date. That's all I'm asking. If it sucks, you never have to see him again. But at least try. For me?"Leighton tho

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Chapter 38: Noah's Relapse

Noah shouldn't have been on Instagram.He'd deleted the app twice. Reinstalled it twice. Told himself he was just checking company updates. Business accounts. Nothing personal.Liar.He scrolled through his feed. Stopped on Chloe's post. A photo from earlier tonight. Her and Marcus at some restaurant. Caption about double dates and finding love.Tagged: Jason Mitchell. And Leighton Hayes.His thumb moved before his brain caught up. Clicked on Leighton's tag.There she was. Navy dress. Hair down. Smiling at someone off camera. The smile didn't reach her eyes but nobody else would notice. He noticed everything about her.Jason Mitchell. Blonde. Polo shirt. Holding a wine glass. Arm around the back of her chair. Not touching. But close enough.The caption: *Beautiful people, beautiful date. Unaware btw*Noah stared at the photo. Read the caption five times. Each word cutting deeper.Beautiful people. Beautiful dateShe was on a date. With some guy named Jason who looked like he jogged an

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Chapter 39: Vanessa's Play

Vanessa called three days later.Noah stared at her name on his screen. Tuesday afternoon. He was in his office reviewing contracts. The number shouldn't have been saved. He'd deleted it months ago.Apparently not well enough.He let it ring. Four times. Five. Then answered before he could overthink it."What do you want?""Is that any way to greet an old friend?" Her voice was different. Softer. Less sharp edges."We're not friends.""No. We're not. But maybe we could be." A pause. "I owe you an apology. For the other night. I was out of line."Noah leaned back in his chair. Suspicious. "You're apologizing.""Shocking, I know. But I've been doing a lot of thinking. About how I treated you. How I treated everyone." She took a breath. Audible through the phone. "I wasn't a good person back then. I used people. You especially. And I'm sorry.""Why now?""Because I heard you changed. Got therapy. Started working on yourself. And I thought maybe I should too." Her voice wavered slightly.

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Chapter 40: Coffee Dates

Daniel appeared at Leighton's desk Monday morning holding two cups."Vanilla latte. Oat milk. One sugar." He set one down beside her keyboard. "Figured you could use it after that disaster date."She looked up from her screen. He was smiling. Easy. No judgment in his eyes."Thanks for the coffee.""Anytime." He leaned against her cubicle wall. "So. Want to try again? Coffee. With someone who won't make you think about someone else the whole time."Her stomach flipped. "Daniel...""Just as friends. Unless you want it to be more?" He said it casually. No pressure. Just an offer hanging in the air.She should say no. Should keep things professional. Should focus on work and forget about men entirely."Friends sounds good.""Perfect. There's a place two blocks over. Best espresso in the city. Lunch today?""Okay."He pushed off the wall. Started to leave. Stopped. "And Leigh? For what it's worth, whoever he is. The guy you can't stop thinking about. He's an idiot."He left before she coul

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