《THE BILLIONAIRE HIDDEN SIN 》全部章節：第 111 章 - 第 120 章

Edwin’s POVThe days after the board meeting blurred into something almost peaceful.I woke up every morning in Daniel’s bed, sunlight streaming through the wide windows overlooking the bay, his arm heavy and warm across my waist. For the first few mornings I still waited for the other shoe to drop for my phone to buzz with another damning email, for Compliance to call, for Victor’s face to appear on the news again. But nothing came. The investigation had officially been dropped. Victor was under criminal investigation and had been barred from any Ashcroft properties. The nightmare was finally beginning to loosen its grip.Still, the scars remained.I moved into the house officially three days after the vote. Ruby helped pack what little we had from the old apartment. She cried when we closed the door for the last time, but she also smiled through the tears when Daniel promised her the guest room was hers whenever she wanted it. The lavender scent of Mom’s detergent slowly faded as o

Edwin’s POVThe morning light filtered through the sheer curtains, casting a soft glow over the bedroom. I lay on my side, watching Daniel sleep. His face was relaxed in a way I rarely saw during the day the sharp lines of stress smoothed out, his breathing deep and even. One arm was still draped possessively over my waist, as if even in sleep he needed to make sure I was still there.It had been two weeks since the board meeting that ended the nightmare. Two weeks of waking up here, in this house by the water, instead of the cramped apartment that still carried the ghost of my mother’s lavender detergent. Two weeks of learning what “normal” could feel like when the man I loved stopped pushing me away.And yet, some mornings the old fears still crept in.I carefully slipped out from under his arm and padded to the bathroom. The mirror showed a man who looked healthier than he had in months clearer eyes, less hollow cheeks but the shadows behind them remained. I splashed cold water o

Edwin’s POVThe house had started to feel like home in a way the old apartment never quite had.I woke slowly to the sound of waves and the warmth of Daniel’s body curled behind me. His arm was draped heavily over my waist, palm flat against my stomach, fingers splayed like he needed the constant contact even in sleep. Sunlight spilled across the bed in soft golden patches, warming the sheets and catching on the faint red marks I’d left on his shoulder the night before.I turned carefully in his arms so I could face him. His face was relaxed, lashes dark against his cheeks, lips slightly parted. The sharp, always-in-control CEO was gone, replaced by the man who had fought the entire board for me, who had held me through every panic attack during the framing, who now made love to me like I was the most precious thing in his world.I traced the line of his jaw with one finger. He stirred, eyes fluttering open, dark and warm the moment they focused on me.“Morning,” he murmured, voice ro

Edwin's POV The days have blurred together into a relentless tide of silence and uncertainty. I move through my routine like a ghost, each step heavy with the weight of what’s been lost and what might still be coming. My mind keeps circling back to Daniel, to that final night we shared, and to the dangerous game he’s now playing. I don’t know how much longer I can keep my composure, how much longer I can hold onto the hope that he’s safe.Every time I close my eyes, I see his face the way he looked at me that night, raw and desperate, as if he knew it was the end. That memory burns into my mind with a clarity that’s almost cruel. I replay every touch, every whispered word, trying to hold onto that last fragment of what we had. It’s a fragile thing now, slipping through my fingers like sand.I sit alone in my small apartment, the only sound the hum of the city outside. The night sky is a dark canvas, stars barely visible through the haze of pollution. I stare out the window, lost in t

Edwin’s POVThe morning light felt different now.Softer. Warmer. Like the house by the water had decided to conspire with the sun to make every new day feel like a gift instead of something I had to survive. I woke up slowly, Daniel’s body curled protectively around mine, his chest pressed to my back, one arm slung heavily over my waist. His breath was warm against the nape of my neck, steady and deep. I stayed still for a long moment, just listening to him breathe, letting the reality of where I was sink in.This was real.He was real.We were real.I turned carefully in his arms so I could face him. Daniel’s eyes were still closed, lashes dark against his cheeks, lips slightly parted. The faint morning stubble on his jaw caught the light, and I couldn’t resist reaching up to trace it with my fingertips. He stirred, a low hum vibrating in his chest before his eyes fluttered open dark, warm, and immediately soft when they focused on me.“Morning,” he murmured, voice gravelly with sl