Contracted To The Col-Hearted Bilionaire의 모든 챕터: 챕터 81 - 챕터 90

Chelsea's POV The moment Dante walked out of the house, I didn’t move immediately. My expression hardened.“Good,” I muttered under my breath.I walked calmly down the hallway toward my room, my footsteps quiet against the polished floor. Anyone watching me would have thought I was simply going to rest. But the moment I stepped inside my bedroom, I locked the door. Then I walked straight to the wardrobe.I reached behind a row of neatly arranged clothes and pulled out the small black pouch hidden at the back. My fingers moved quickly as I unzipped it. Inside was the phone, The same phone I had told Dante I lost while leaving my old house. A lie, one out  of many.I picked it up and turned it on. The screen lit up immediately.“Of course,” I murmured with a small smile.I never lost anything important.Before doing anything else, I walked toward the window and carefully looked outside, scan

Dante's POV I met up with Clarissa at the coffee shop, but the weather looked like it wanted to rain so we had to drive home to Clarissa’s house so we don't get wet.We hadn't spoken much at the coffee shop, we were just glad to see each other. I’d called her stubborn and she called me impossible. We were both right, and we were still together.Immediately we stepped into the house, the rain started.“ Goodness! Luckily, we arrived right on time.” Clarissa muttered  as she came towards me, her hands around my neck.“Is Maya home?” I asked.“No…she has something to do outside the city and will be back in two days.” she answered with smiles as if she understood why I had asked that question.My mouth crashed into hers. It wasn’t gentle. It was teeth and hunger and three days of everything we hadn’t said. Her hands fisted in my hoodie, yanking me  closer unt

Chelsea's POV I had just settled into lunch when everything began to fall into place.The seafood was still steaming, rich with spice and butter, I remember staring at it for a moment longer than necessary, fork hovering mid-air, when my phone buzzed against the table. When I picked it up and read the message, my lips curved before I could stop them.“You are required to appear in court today.” Finally! For two years, I had waited for this moment patiently, carefully, enduring every second with a quiet determination that no one, especially Charles, ever truly noticed. And now, it was happening. My plan was working exactly as I had imagined it would. I dropped the fork. The food no longer mattered.There was no time to waste. I stood up quickly, my chair scraping faintly against the tiled floor, and hurried to my room. As I dressed, I deliberately chose nothing too polished, nothing that suggested relief or

Dante's POV I stood at the gas cooker, flipping eggs as I made breakfast for Clarissa. We both had a rough night and I was just trying to make up for the past times.Clarissa liked her breakfast simple, just eggs, toast, and coffee and for once, everything felt calm.That was probably why I reached for my phone.At first, I wasn’t expecting anything unusual. Maybe a few emails, a missed notification or two. But the moment my screen lit up, my hand froze.Missed calls,not just one. Not even five but nearly thirty. All from Chelsea. I stared at the screen, my mind trying to catch up. Thirty calls didn’t happen by accident. Not unless something was very wrong.A slow tension crept into my chest.“What is it?” Clarissa’s voice came from behind me, soft but alert.“Nothing,” I said automatically, though my eyes were still locked on the screen. “Just… calls.”Before I could think further, the phone started ringing again.It was Chelsea, I hesitated for a fraction of a second before answerin

Dante's POV I heard Clarissa’s footsteps before I saw her. When she came downstairs, she paused at the last step, her eyes flicking between me and the half-cleared breakfast table.“I need to go to the supermarket,” she said, brushing an invisible crease from her shirt. Her voice sounded casual, but something about it felt weird.I leaned back in my chair, folding my arms. “I already had breakfast,” I replied. “Eggs and toast.” I let my gaze shift toward Maya, who was standing by the counter, entirely too comfortable for someone who had just arrived after a long journey. “Well… most of it.”Maya turned sharply, narrowing her eyes at me. “Don’t blame me,” she shot back. “I was hungry.”Clarissa exhaled softly, like she didn’t want to get caught in the middle of whatever this was becoming. “It’s not a big deal,” she said, though she didn’t sound convinced. Her fingers tightened slightly around her bag.Maya rolled her shoulders as if shaking something off. “Anyway, I’m going upstairs,”