Semua Bab Claimed By One Billionaire, Saved By Another : Bab 31 - Bab 40

SLYVIE'S POV The moonlight cast a light across the floor, but the rest of the room was drowned in shadows. I hadn't moved from the bed since Vivian left. I remained a mess of tangled sheets and bruised pride, my skin still crawling with the ghost of the word 'acquisition.' I was staring at the door, waiting for it to become a monster, when the handle finally turned.There was no warning, just the soft, expensive click of a well-oiled mechanism.Kael didn't step into the room so much as he invaded it. He stood at the threshold and had a cold, intimidating presence that made you feel like he was about to explode. He stood in the dark, ignoring the light switch. You could hear his deep, steady breathing, each breath slow and heavy, like he was counting down the seconds until he finally lost it."You didn't come down for dinner, Sylvie."He didn't raise his voice, but the low mumble of it seemed to vibrate right through the floor. He hung back by the door, just standing there, making the who

SYLVIE'S POV I pressed my ear flat against the wall and held my breath.Nothing.Five seconds. Then ten. Then a full minute of heavy, dead silence that pressed back against me like the house itself was daring me to keep listening. Eventually my muscles started aching from holding so still, and I pulled away, staring at the blank stretch of wall in the dark like it owed me an explanation."You're just losing your mind," I whispered to myself.I rubbed my arms which were cold, even under the covers and crawled back to the center of the mattress. I pulled the comforter up to my chin, squeezed my eyes shut, and willed my brain to go quiet.It took hours before I dozed off.The sun came in through the windows sharp and bright, burning away the shadows of the night. But it did absolutely nothing about the memory of Kael's mouth on mine.I stood up from the bed and willed myself to forget about it and then I went into the bathroom. I thought my lips would be swollen because I have read too

SYLVIE’S POVThe first thing I noticed was the smell. It wasn’t the strawberry-cold scent of the guest room. It was cedar, expensive leather, and something unmistakably like ‘him’.I opened my eyes; the morning light filtered through heavy, dark curtains. I wasn't in my own bed. I was cocooned in sheets that felt like they had been wrapped around me for protection, and the weight of another body pressed against my back was a reality I had grown accustomed to in the dark of the night.I turned slightly, my movement restricted by the arm thrown firmly and possessively over my waist. Kael was still asleep, his breathing deep and steady against the back of my neck. He looked different from how he usually is in the day—less like the impenetrable wall he built for the world and more like a man who was exhausting himself to keep me safe.My heart did that familiar, treacherous flutter. I didn't shift away. I stayed there, memorising the rhythm of his chest, until the rustle of his movement

KAEL’S POVI slammed the door to the study with the heavy oak shuddering in its frame. My hands were shaking. I shoved them deep into my pockets, pacing around.‘How to crush her.’The words echoed in my head, a confession I had spent the last weeks suffocating.My phone buzzed on the desk—a sharp, insistent vibration that felt like a drill against my nerves. I didn't want to look at it. I just wanted to stay in the silence, to forget the way Sylvie’s laughter had sounded, the way it had ripped through my resolve like a bullet.I grabbed the phone.John."Talk," I said, my voice barely controlled."We have a problem." John’s voice was unusually thin and static-filled. "The investors in Singapore just pulled their commitment. They’re citing 'instability' in our regional operations."I walked to the window, staring out at the fence. The world outside was a battlefield, and for the first time, I felt the walls of my own house closing in. "They don't pull ten million because of 'instabili

SYLVIE'S POVThe city lights blurred into long, jagged streaks of neon against the black glass of the car window. Kael drove with a terrifying, focused intensity, his knuckles white against the steering wheel. Every few seconds, his eyes flickered to the rearview mirror, his jaw tight, his entire body coiled like a spring."Where are we going?" I asked. My voice sounded thin, alien to my ears.Kael didn't answer immediately. He took a sharp turn, tires protesting against the pavement, heading away from the city center toward the dark, winding roads of the hills."A secure safe house," he finally said, his voice strained. "My team is already sweeping the route. We won't be followed.""You have a team for this? For people breaking into your house?""I have a team for everything, Sylvie." He glanced at me, and for a split second, the cold mask slipped. His eyes were wide, dark with a raw, ugly fear I'd never seen before. He wasn't just worried about the house. He was shaken to his core.