All Chapters of The Billoniare's Fake Husband : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

140 Chapters

Stepping in to Lion's Den

Tyler's POVI missed Billie.Sometimes I feel guilty for those two days I didn't tell Quin about her diagnosis. A lot of what ifs keep popping into my head.What if I had told him the first day she told me, it would have given him extra two days.And the ‘what if’ that hurts the most was, what if I wasn't in Quin's life, maybe he would have paid more attention to his sister.I decided I was going to make the most of whatever time I have with him and be there for him as long as he needs me.Quin was obviously trying hard to act tough around his parents, but we both know even the strongest feel weak sometimes, and they need a shoulder to cry on.Jake had come over the previous day to see Quin. Their friendship is truly admiring. Quin really needed his friend.Cassie had called me a million times and even cried on the phone with me until I felt better. I could never love her less. She's the best.The morning was going in a very different direction. For someone who was grieving hours ago,

A Lie Called Love

Quin's POVThe second my fist connected with Julian’s face, something inside me cracked wide open.The precise way something gives when it has been holding too much pressure for far too long and finally finds a release, because I felt relieved and released at the same time. All the years of practiced self control vanished in a single, satisfying burst of violence.Julian crashed backward into the coffee table with a loud crack. Papers scattered. A mug shattered against the floor. He went down with the graceless collapse. He wasn't expecting that reaction. But I didn't stop there, I went down with him and kept punching his face for at least 3 minutes which wasn't enough compared to how he treated her.Tyler didn't try to stop me. I was grateful for how he let me have my fill. After landing the last one I stood over him, breathing hard. My knuckles burned with clean, sharp pain. Everything else in the past week had felt distant, muffled behind the thick glass of grief. This pain cut st

What Grief made me Do

Quin's POVJake called exactly two hours later before I could call him like he asked me to.Then again four hours after that, and once more the following morning. Each conversation ended the same way.He had nothing.No new files. No hidden accounts. No secret communications that explained Julian’s chilling final words. No smoking gun. No proof of what Billie had supposedly refused to do.Nothing.It was driving me insane.I sat in my office staring out at the New York skyline through the floor-to-ceiling windows. The city pulsed and moved below me—alive, indifferent. Meanwhile, my sister was ash in an urn, and the man who might know why was still walking around free.It's been three days since Julian had stood in my living room and implied Billie’s death could have been prevented if she had only listened to him. Three days of dead ends and mounting fury.I was done waiting.My phone buzzed. It was Jake again. I answered immediately.“Tell me you’ve got something.”He sighed. That was

Not Everyone is a Monster

Quin's POVThe warehouse fell silent after Julian’s confession.Billie had known.She had known Aiden was watching us. Known she was being manipulated and knew she was dying. And while carrying all that fear and weight alone, she had still chosen to protect us.The realization lodged in my chest like a knife, twisting with every breath.Across from me, Julian remained tied to the chair, shoulders slumped, eyes fixed on the dirty concrete floor. The fight had drained out of him.Jake broke the silence first. “You should’ve told us sooner.”Julian laughed—a bitter, hollow sound that made my skin crawl. “What difference would it have made?”I stared at him. “My sister spent months carrying that burden alone because of you.”His jaw tightened. “I know.”The simple admission surprised me. No excuses or deflection.I stepped closer. “Why are you suddenly being honest?”Julian looked up. For the first time, he looked like his expression was genuine. He looked Worn down and hollowed out. He g

You're Stuck with me

Tyler's POVI had woken up that morning to an empty bed and an even emptier apartment.Quin was nowhere in the building.His phone went straight to voicemail. I was soo close to spiraling and going into full panic mode—images of him doing something reckless, something irreversible, flashing through my mind. But then I stopped myself. After everything he’d been through these past weeks, whatever he needed to do to claw back some sense of control, I was fully behind it. Even if it scared the hell out of me.I made coffee I didn’t drink and waited.When the front door finally opened, Quin stepped inside with blood staining the front of his shirt. My heart slammed against my chest so hard I thought it might fall out. I didn’t care whose blood it was—as long as it wasn’t his. I’d ask about the details later. Right now, all I wanted was to remind him he was still here, he was mine and very much still alive.And it had been far too long since we’d done anything that felt like living.Quin fr

Was twenty four hours too much to ask?

Tyler's POVWhen I finally opened my eyes again, sunlight was spilling warmly through the curtains, painting golden stripes across the bed.For a few long seconds, I didn’t move. Quin was still asleep beside me, one arm draped possessively across my waist, his face buried against my shoulder. The deep lines of tension that had been carved into his features for weeks seemed softer now. I wish I could make everything better for him. Deserve to be happy after everything he's been through.I brushed my fingers gently through his hair. He didn’t stir. He needed this more than anything. God knew proper sleep had been a stranger to him for a while now..I checked the clock on the nightstand and nearly groaned. We slept through most of the day. My stomach growled loudly, reminding me that the last real meal I’d eaten felt like a lifetime ago. Very carefully, I slipped out from under Quin’s arm, replacing myself with a pillow. He grunted something incoherent and pulled the pillow closer, buryi

I should have listened

Tyler's POVI felt like my breath had been knocked out of me.I sat frozen staring at the blank screen of my phone, the after image of the unknown number still burned into my vision.My hands had started shaking slightly.I hated that they were shaking. I hated that after all these years she could still reach into my life and do this to me—turn my pulse into a frantic drum and make the safety of our home feel paper-thin.“Tyler, who was that.”Quin’s voice was calm.I swallowed hard. “My mother.”His eyebrows pulled together. “What?”I didn't know how to feel. “That was my mother.”The silence that followed was heavy enough to bruise. Quin looked visibly pissed.“ I heard you. How did she get your contact? And what did she say?”“‘I don't know. But she said 'I’ll make you pay for choosing a man over me.'""It's high time we deal with her for real since she keeps getting in my way."I didn't say a word, because I had nothing to say.He collected the phone from my hand and dropped it bes

Please wake Up

Quin's POVI was almost at the supermarket when I spotted him crossing the road.It happened so fast that my mind struggled to process it.One second Tyler was there—phone in hand, walking across the crosswalk with that familiar, slightly distracted stride. The next, a black SUV came flying around the corner far too fast. The screech of tires ripped through the air like a scream.My heart stopped.“TYLER!”The name tore out of my throat before I even realized I had made a sound.The vehicle slammed into him. The impact echoed down the street like a gunshot. Tyler’s body lifted off the ground in a horrifying, suspended seconds, he hung in the air—limbs loose before he crashed onto the pavement.Everything inside me went cold.The world slowed. People screamed and the coming cars slammed on their brakes. Someone shouted for an ambulance. I heard all of it and none of it, because the only thing that existed was him—lying motionless in the middle of the road.“No.”The word came out broke

One disaster after another

Quin’s POVMy body had eventually given up, even when my mind refused to stop screaming.I slept off. When I opened my eyes again, nothing had changed. Tyler was still lying unconscious in the hospital bed.For a second I thought the machines had stopped. My heart nearly exploded before my brain registered the steady beeping.He was still here.Thank God.I sat up immediately. My neck protested from the angle I’d slept in the uncomfortable chair, a sharp, grinding ache that ran all the way down into my shoulders. I ignored it.The first thing I did was check Tyler—eyes scanning the rise and fall of his chest, the colour of his skin, the soft hiss of oxygen.Then I reached for his hand. They were warm. I released a slow breath that trembled on the way out.“You really know how to ruin a man's weekend Plan,” I murmured.My voice sounded rough and obviously exhausted in a way I didn’t recognise. The same way I felt.When Tyler left for his shopping I had plan to do a little bit of work w

Things We Do For Love

Quin's POV“Your penthouse is on fire.”The words should have sent me running. A month or two ago they would have. A week ago they definitely would have.My penthouse wasn’t just an apartment. It was years of my life carefully curated into one space—priceless artwork, important documents, irreplaceable memories, and enough expensive pieces to make insurance adjusters weep. Under normal circumstances, the news would have triggered immediate action.But as I sat beside Tyler’s hospital bed, holding his uninjured hand while he remained stubbornly unconscious, I discovered something surprising.I didn’t care. I didn't care enough to leave. I looked at Tyler’s sleeping face.The choice wasn’t even difficult.“The firefighters are already there, right?” I asked Gabriel.“Yes, sir.”“Is everyone evacuated?”“Yes.”“Good.”“Sir… aren’t you coming?”“No. Thank you for letting me know.”The word left my mouth without hesitation. Without doubt."But sir, your home..."My home is currently lying i

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