All Chapters of Betrayed By Billions : Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

"Sebastian." His name felt strange on my lips after so many years. "How did you get my number?"He laughed softly. The sound sent shivers down my spine. "I've always known how to find you, Kelsey. I've been watching.""That's creepy." But my heart raced for reasons I didn't want to think about."Is it? Or is it romantic?" His voice turned serious. "I saw what happened tonight. I saw how he treated you. How she touched him.""You were at the party?""I'm always around, even when you don't see me. Waiting. Planning." He paused. "Leave him, Kelsey. Come back to me."I should have hung up. I should have blocked the number. Instead, I whispered, "I can't.""You mean you won't.""It's complicated. The marriage, the money, everything—""I don't care about complicated." His voice was hard now. "I care about you. I've cared about you for seven years while you played house with that bastard."Anger flared in my chest. "You don't get to judge me. You don't know what my life has been like.""Then

The black car arrived exactly at noon. The driver was professional and quiet. He didn't ask questions, just opened the door and waited for me to get in.I'd told Flinn I was having lunch with Miranda. He'd barely looked up from his laptop. We hadn't spoken since last night's argument. The house felt like a tomb this morning, cold and silent.The car drove through the city to a part of town I didn't recognize. Expensive buildings. Private clubs. Places where people like me didn't belong.We stopped in front of a tall glass building. The driver opened my door. "Top floor, Mrs. Morgan. Mr. Hart is expecting you."The elevator was made of mirrors. I watched myself rise higher and higher. My reflection looked nervous. I tried to fix my face into something braver.The doors opened into a beautiful office. Floor to ceiling windows showed the whole city. Sebastian stood by the window, looking out. He turned when he heard me."You came," he said."You knew I would."He smiled. "Yes. I did." He

The morning sun sliced through the hotel curtains like a knife, too bright and too cheerful for how I felt inside. I lay in the massive bed, staring at the ceiling, trying to remember how to breathe normally. Everything felt different now. The weight of yesterday pressed down on my chest, the divorce papers, Flinn's desperate face, Sebastian's intensity, walking away from my entire life.My phone had been buzzing non-stop since I woke up. I finally grabbed it and scrolled through the notifications. Forty-two missed calls from Flinn. Sixty-seven text messages. I opened them against my better judgment."Kelsey, please. We need to talk.""Don't do this. Don't throw away three years.""I love you. I know I haven't shown it, but I do.""Sebastian Hart is using you. Can't you see that?""ANSWER YOUR PHONE.""I'm coming to the hotel."My heart jumped at that last one. It was sent twenty minutes ago. I scrambled out of bed, suddenly very aware that I was in nothing but an oversized t-shirt Se

The car ride to Sebastian's office felt like it lasted both forever and no time at all.I sat in the back seat, my purse clutched on my lap, hyperaware of the documents Victoria had given me hidden inside. The driver didn't speak. The classical music playing softly through the speakers felt mocking, elegant and refined, like everything else Sebastian had surrounded me with.Everything that's happened, every revelation, every betrayal, every moment of pain, he orchestrated all of it.Victoria's words kept echoing in my head. I wanted to dismiss them as lies, as manipulation from a desperate woman trying to save herself. But those emails. Those bank statements. The timeline that matched up too perfectly to be coincidence.My phone buzzed. A text from Sebastian: "Jennifer just confirmed. She's excited to meet you. You're going to love her."Jennifer. His lawyer. The woman who was supposed to be fighting for me in the divorce.Except she wasn't my lawyer. She was Sebastian's lawyer. Worki