บททั้งหมดของ Exclusive Privilege: The Billionaire’s Toy: บทที่ 131 - บทที่ 140

North’s POV"Please," I whispered, my voice cracking. "Please don't leave me like this."He finally looked at me, his eyes filled with a sadness so deep it felt like it could swallow us both. "You already did, Lucien," he said, his voice a quiet, broken thing. "You already left."The words were a physical blow, but they were also the truth. I had left. I had retreated behind my walls of money and control, and I had left him alone.I had been so focused on keeping him that I had forgotten to be with him. I had been so terrified of losing him that I had already pushed him away.I sank to my knees in front of him, my forehead resting against his stomach, my arms wrapping around his waist. I was begging. I, Lucien Crowe, was on my knees, begging. "I'm sorry," I whispered, the words foreign and clumsy on my tongue. "I'm so, so sorry."He didn't say anything. He just stood there, his body tense, his hands hanging at his sides. But he didn't push me away.He let me hold him, let me pour my p

North’s POVI wanted to meet the mother of a man I was technically sleeping with under contract.Jules thought honesty would solve the problem.“Just tell him you don’t want to go,” she said for the fifth time that afternoon.We were sitting at one of the private restaurants inside the golf club, surrounded by polished marble floors, expensive perfume, and people who looked like they had never experienced stress a day in their lives. Sunlight spilled through the giant windows overlooking the green fields outside while waiters floated around carrying dishes that cost more than my family’s monthly expenses back then.Meanwhile, I sat there dressed in luxury clothes bought by Lucien, eating food prepared by chefs whose salaries probably rivaled those of lawyers.My life had become ridiculous.“You say that like he’s normal,” I replied dryly before taking another sip of my drink. “That man hears ‘no’ and turns it into a negotiation.”Jules snorted before immediately stuffing another forkf

North’s POVJules shrugged unapologetically. “A hottie cannot be rejected.”Elyon screamed again. “OH SHE’S DOWN BAD.”And somehow…That was how I ended up invited to one of Reyna’s billionaire parties as Jules’ plus one.Life had genuinely become ridiculous.By evening, I found myself pulling up outside Jules’ house in one of Lucien’s Lamborghinis, the engine purring low enough to attract attention from half the neighborhood.The second Jules stepped outside, I rolled down the window quickly.“Get in before your dad sees this and starts interrogating my entire bloodline,” I warned.“Too late,” Jules muttered while hurrying toward the car. “That man thinks every expensive vehicle belongs to organized crime.”She slipped into the passenger seat and—Wow.I stared for a full second.Jules had gone all out.Dark fitted pants hugged her legs perfectly while her partially unbuttoned black shirt exposed just enough skin to feel dangerous without trying too hard. Jewelry gleamed subtly again

North’s POVReyna broke the kiss again, her chest heaving. She looked at Jules, her eyes dark with a hunger that was almost frightening. "Not here," she said, her voice husky. She stood up, pulling Jules with her.Jules stumbled, her legs shaky, her eyes wide with a mixture of disbelief and excitement. Reyna didn't even look at me. She just took Jules's hand and started leading her toward the back of the VIP lounge, toward a dark, unmarked door I hadn't noticed before.As they passed my seat, Reyna's eyes flickered to mine, a brief, almost challenging glance. It was a silent acknowledgment, a non-verbal "you're welcome to stay, but don't get in the way." I just nodded, a barely perceptible movement, and watched as they disappeared through the door, the soft click of the latch sealing me out.The door was barely closed before I heard it. A soft gasp, followed by the distinct sound of a zipper, then the rustle of fabric.I closed my eyes, but it didn't help. The sounds were clearer, mor

North’s POVThat should’ve angered him.Instead…He looked fascinated.“You really don’t fear powerful people, do you?”“I’m too exhausted to.”Jericho studied me for a long moment after that, his gaze heavy enough to make my skin crawl slightly.Then he sighed softly.“You should come to my side.”I stared at him in disbelief. “What side? Are you two fighting a secret billionaire war nobody told me about?”His lips twitched faintly.“You joke now, but I’m serious.” He leaned slightly closer, lowering his voice. “Lucien is dangerous when he loves somebody. Eventually you’ll understand that I’m the better choice.”“You’re both insane.”“I’d never lie to you.”I barked out an actual laugh at that. “You introduced yourself to me by stalking me at restaurants.”“And I still treated you better than he did.”I shoved against his chest harder this time until he finally released me fully.“Stay away from me,” I warned, straightening my clothes quickly while irritation and alcohol buzzed toget