All Chapters of Under His Billionaire Roof: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Noah texted Marcus at 8 AM on a Tuesday.*Need your help with something. Can you meet me downtown at 10?*Marcus's response came fast. *This about Leighton?**Just meet me.**That's a yes. I'll be there.*The jewelry store was tucked between a coffee shop and an art gallery. Discreet. Expensive. The kind of place that didn't advertise because it didn't need to.Marcus arrived five minutes early. Found Noah standing outside. Staring at the window display like it might bite him."You're really doing this?" Marcus asked."Yeah. I am.""About time." Marcus clapped his shoulder. "Let's go buy a ring."Inside, everything gleamed. Glass cases filled with diamonds. Emeralds. Sapphires. Too much. Too bright. Noah's palms started sweating.A woman approached. Mid-fifties. Kind eyes. "Gentlemen. How can I help you today?""Engagement ring," Noah said. His voice sounded strange. Too formal. "For my girlfriend.""Wonderful. Congratulations. Do you have a style in mind?""Simple. Elegant. Nothing t

The venue smelled like fresh flowers and lemon polish. Chairs lined up in perfect rows. White fabric draped from the ceiling. Everything ready for tomorrow.Leighton stood at the altar. Clipboard in hand. Checking details. Flowers positioned correctly. Candles the right height. Programs stacked neatly.Noah was in the back. Testing sound with the DJ. His voice echoed through the empty space. "Can you hear this?""Perfectly," she called back.Marcus and Chloe had left an hour ago. Too stressed to deal with final details. Trusted Noah and Leighton to handle it. Best man and maid of honor duties."Lighting next," the coordinator said. An older woman. Efficient. She'd done a thousand weddings. "We need to test each setting for photos."They moved to the reception hall. Round tables covered in white linens. Centerpieces waiting. Dance floor polished. Bar stocked."Overhead lights first." The coordinator flipped switches. Bright. Too bright. "Too much?""Way too much," Leighton said. "Try t

Leighton couldn't sleep. The hotel room was too quiet. Too empty. She stared at the ceiling. Counted sheep. Tried meditation. Nothing worked.11:47 PM. Thirteen minutes until tomorrow. Until the wedding.Her phone lit up. Text from Noah.*You awake?**Can't sleep. You?**Same. Meet me on the balcony? Third floor. The one overlooking the garden.**We're not supposed to see each other. Bad luck.**That's for the bride and groom. We're not breaking any tradition.*She smiled. Typed back. *Give me five minutes.*She pulled on jeans. Noah's sweatshirt she'd stolen. Ran a brush through her hair. Didn't bother with makeup. He'd seen her at her worst. This was nothing.The hallway was empty. Silent. Everyone asleep. Preparing for tomorrow.The balcony door was open. Cool air rushed in. She stepped outside. Found Noah leaning against the railing. Looking at stars."Hey," she said softly.He turned. Smiled. "Hey yourself."She moved beside him. Their shoulders touching. The garden below was dar

Noah stood. Glass raised. The room quieted. Two hundred people watching. Waiting.His hand shook slightly. He steadied it. Looked at Marcus. At his brother in everything but blood."I've known Marcus for fifteen years. Met him first day of college. He was my roommate. Assigned randomly. Best accident of my life."Laughter rippled through the room. Marcus smiled. Already emotional."He was obnoxious. Played terrible music. Left dirty dishes everywhere. Snored like a freight train." Noah paused. "But he was also kind. Loyal. The type of person who showed up. Every time. Without being asked."The room was silent now. Listening."When my life fell apart, Marcus didn't leave. Didn't judge. Just sat with me. Let me be a mess. Helped me put the pieces back together." Noah's voice cracked. "He's not just my best friend. He's my brother. The one I chose. The one who chose me back."Marcus wiped his eyes. Chloe held his hand."Then Chloe came along. And I watched Marcus transform. Become softer

Leighton woke to sunlight streaming through curtains. She stretched. Felt something unfamiliar on her left hand. Lifted it.The ring.She'd forgotten for exactly three seconds. Then it all came rushing back. The proposal. The garden. Noah on one knee. Yes.She was engaged.Actually engaged.Noah stirred beside her. Eyes still closed. She touched his face. He smiled before opening his eyes."Morning, fiancée."Her stomach flipped. "Morning.""Sleep okay?""I dreamed about the ring. Woke up thinking I imagined it." She held up her hand. "But it's real.""Very real." He caught her hand. Kissed her finger just above the ring. "No take-backs.""Wouldn't dream of it."They stayed in bed longer than they should have. Touching. Talking. Processing. Then reality hit."The brunch," Leighton said. Sitting up. "What time is it?"Noah checked his phone. "Ten. We have an hour.""An hour to shower and get ready and drive there.""We'll make it."They rushed. Shared the shower to save time. Got dress