All Chapters of Dumped By The Billionaire : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

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Chapter 31 THE CRACK IN HIS VOICE (Sabrina POV)

The entire morning, Drake is… different.Not quiet. Not cold.Just wrong.Like someone replaced him with a malfunctioning, anxious upgrade.His tie is crooked—he never lets that happen.His coffee sits untouched.His eyes keep darting to his phone, like it’s a countdown to a bomb.By 9:45 A.M., I can’t take it anymore.I knock on his glass office door.He doesn’t even look up.“Come in.”His voice is hoarse.That’s when I know something’s off.I step inside. “Drake… you’ve been weird since this morning.”“Define weird,” he mutters, signing papers too fast.“Like you’re waiting to be arrested.”He freezes.Not the reaction I expected.I walk closer. “Did something happen?”He exhales, long and shaky, then massages the bridge of his nose like he hasn’t slept.“Sabrina,” he murmurs, “I can’t talk about it here.”“Why not?”“Because…” He swallows hard. “Because if I say the wrong thing, I’m afraid I’ll—”He stops.I wait.He looks up at me, and the way he looks…God.He looks like a man o

Chapter 32 Fighting Fate (Sabrina POV)

The elevator dinged, and I stepped into the lobby, expecting the usual flood of thoughts about Drake. But today… the air felt heavier. Denser. Like it had absorbed every worry and anxiety from the office floor.I should have known.Drake was already waiting by the executive entrance when I got there. His tie was loose, sleeves rolled halfway up, but the tension radiating off him could have cut steel. He didn’t glance at me. Didn’t even nod. Just stood there, jaw tight, fingers tapping against the leather of his briefcase like a metronome counting down some inevitable disaster.I swallowed. “Sir…”He didn’t look.I took another step. “Drake, what’s—”He spun abruptly, eyes flashing. That frozen, sharp stare that could make anyone crumble. “I told you I handle it,” he snapped, voice tight like a wound that refused to heal. “You don’t need to be involved.”“But I want to—”“Don’t,” he hissed.I froze.“Not today,” he added, softer this time, almost breaking. “Not ever, if it’s my choice.

Chapter 33 Obsession Turned Feral (Drake POV)

The office was silent. Too silent.I stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows, watching the New York skyline stretch into the night, but I wasn’t seeing it. My mind was a storm of fear, anger, and obsession, all twisted into a single, terrifying thought: Sabrina.She was in the next room, probably reviewing files, typing away like nothing had happened. But I knew better. I knew she could feel the tension radiating from me. She could feel the way my entire body screamed her name even when my voice refused to.I ran a hand through my hair, tugging at the strands. My jaw ached from clenching it so hard. My phone sat on the desk, screen flashing with her name—messages I couldn’t bring myself to read.Because every word I might send… could be my last.I turned sharply, pacing the room. My mind replayed the unknown caller from earlier, the distorted voice dripping with malice, promising chaos, promising loss. And they knew about her. They knew about Sabrina.I clenched my fists. I can’t lose h

Chapter 34 Exit Plan (Drake's Pov)

My chest ached—not from work, not from deadlines, but from the weight of having to do the unthinkable.I sat behind my desk, fingers hovering over my keyboard, staring at a blank document labeled: “TERMINATION OF CONTRACT.” The words mocked me. This is for her safety. I told myself. She won’t understand now, but she will one day.A knock on the door made me flinch. My assistant’s voice was cautious, careful.“Sir… Ms. Mendoza is outside. She—”I cut her off before she could finish.“Keep her out. Don’t let her near me. Not today.”Her eyes widened. “Sir…”“No. Now.” My voice had a sharp edge, controlled but deadly. I could feel my pulse hammering.Once she left, silence enveloped me. I pressed my temple into my hand and exhaled sharply. God, I’m going to break, I whispered, voice rough. I can’t do this, but I have to.I typed a few lines on the termination draft. Words that would devastate her. Words that would rip her from my life while she still thought I cared. Every keystroke fel

Chapter 35 The Final Night (Sabrina POV)

The city lights flickered through the glass walls of his penthouse, painting everything in shades of gold and obsidian. I stood by the door, suitcase in hand, my chest tightening like it might burst. Every fiber of me screamed to run, but every instinct screamed to stay.Drake was waiting. Not just standing, waiting. No—he was looming, every inch of him magnetic and dangerous. The penthouse smelled of cedar, leather, and him—everywhere. And I couldn’t breathe. Not fully. Not yet.“Don’t just stand there,” he murmured, voice low, rough, like gravel sliding through silk. “Come here.”My legs moved before my brain could protest. I stepped inside, and the door clicked shut behind me, sealing us off from the world. Just the two of us. And tonight, I knew, nothing could be ordinary.He didn’t say another word. He didn’t have to. Every look he gave me screamed ownership, obsession, and a dangerous kind of love I’d never known before.“Sit,” he commanded softly, gesturing to the couch. But I

Chapter 36 Blue and Devastated (Sabrina POV)

The knock at the balcony door sliced through the room like a blade.Drake’s entire body went rigid—every muscle tightening as if preparing for war. His hand instantly moved behind me, pulling me just half a step behind his chest, shielding me.“Stay still,” he whispered, voice low and lethal.I swallowed hard. The air felt colder. Sharper. My skin prickled as the knocking came again—this time louder, more impatient, like someone testing boundaries they shouldn’t even be near.“Drake… who would come here?” I whispered.“No one,” he growled. “No one should.”His voice wasn’t just angry—it was frightened. And that scared me more than the knocking.He stalked toward the balcony, movements slow, controlled, predatory. I watched the muscles in his back shift beneath his shirt, the tension in his shoulders, the quiet promise of violence in his steps.He slid the curtain aside.No one.Just city lights.But taped to the glass—A folded note.My heart dropped.Drake ripped it off the door like

Chapter 37 The Termination Contract (SABRINA POV)

The universe really knew how to be cruel.Last night, Drake held me like I was the only thing keeping him breathing.Today…He wouldn’t even look at me.The moment I entered the top floor, the air changed.People stared. Whispered. Turned quickly when I met their eyes.It felt like walking into a funeral.Mine.I stood outside Drake’s office, folder clutched to my chest, my pulse loud enough to drown everything else.He was inside.I could hear the faint scrape of his chair, the sharp tone in his voice as he spoke to someone on the phone—cold, clipped, businesslike.As if last night never existed.As if I didn’t exist.My hand trembled as I knocked.“Come in.”Two words.Flat.Emotionless.I opened the door.Drake didn’t look up.He was behind his desk, suit sharp, expression frozen, eyes glued to the document in front of him.Like he’d carved away every piece of himself just to get through this moment.“Sir,” I managed quietly, “you asked for me?”The word Sir tasted like poison.His

Chapter 38 He Didn't Chase Me (SABRINA POV)

The silence in the private meeting room felt like it had weight—like it could crush me if I moved the wrong way. Thick. Heavy. Suffocating.Drake stood across from me like he had been carved from stone. Every inch of him radiated control, power, and unyielding perfection—but behind that, I could sense something else. Something raw. Fragile. Broken.The contract sat on the table between us. My name at the top, his signature line at the bottom. That thin sheet of paper had the power to end everything—my career, my trust, the fragile connection we had been trying to hold together through storms we couldn’t name.I swallowed, a dry, trembling sound in my throat. “So… this is really happening.”Drake didn’t move. Didn’t blink. Didn’t even glance at the paper. His silence was deliberate, lethal.“Yes,” he said finally. Quiet. Final. Sharp. Every word a knife wrapped in ice.“Why?” My voice broke, a whisper clawing its way out. “Tell me the truth.”He didn’t answer.Something inside me snapp

Chapter 39 SABRINA’S BREAKDOWN

Sabrina didn’t remember how her legs carried her out of Drake’s office.All she knew was that the moment the door closed behind her, her lungs… gave up.The hallway blurred. Her heels clicked unevenly against the marble floor, each step shaky, like her legs were forgetting how to function.“Ma’am, are you okay—?”A passing employee asked as she staggered.Sabrina didn’t answer. She couldn’t.Her throat burned. Her chest felt stabbed from the inside.She reached the empty corner near the emergency stairs—her usual hiding place when anxiety hit—and finally—Her body collapsed against the wall.“God… D-Drake…”Her voice cracked, barely a whisper.“He really… ended it?”Her hands were trembling so violently she pressed them against her lips to stop herself from sobbing out loud.But the silence didn’t last.A strangled gasp tore out of her chest.Then another.Until she couldn’t control it anymore.Her knees buckled.She slid down to the floor.And she cried the way a heart breaks—messy,

Chapter 40 Sabrina’s Breakdown ,Her POV

The elevator doors opened with a soft, almost cruel chime. Too gentle. Too quiet. It mocked me. As if the world itself knew how violently my life had just shattered and was mocking me for feeling it so completely. I staggered out, clutching my bag like a lifeline, though it offered no protection. My palms were slick, trembling, betraying me, shaking as if my body knew something my mind refused to grasp.People looked at me. Some glanced quickly and turned away. Others pretended I didn’t exist. A few… just a few, noticed. Not all of them, but some. They noticed the way I leaned forward slightly, unsteady, carrying a weight too heavy for anyone to bear. They noticed the streaks of wetness down my cheeks, glistening faintly under the harsh fluorescent lights. And some noticed nothing, which somehow hurt even more. I wanted to vanish. To sink into the floor, to disappear into the tiles beneath my feet, swallowed by the lobby itself.The lobby—I had always liked it. Its sleek marble floors

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