Lahat ng Kabanata ng My Possessive Billionaire Boyfriends : Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

PAIGESunday afternoon arrives too fast.I stand outside his building for five minutes before going in. Just staring up at the glass and steel, watching clouds drift past the top floors, wondering what the hell I'm doing.You're visiting your boss. That's all. Just a visit.My phone says 1:57 PM. I'm early. I'm always early when I'm nervous.The lobby is quiet. A doorman nods as I pass. The elevator is polished marble and soft music. I press the button for the top floor and hold my breath.The ride up takes forever.Too soon, the doors open. A private hallway. One door. His.I knock.The door opens.Julian stands there. Grey eyes. Dark shirt, sleeves rolled up. He looks different here. Softer somehow. More human."Paige." He says my name like he's confirming I'm real. "You came.""You sound surprised.""A little." He steps back. "Come in."I step inside.The apartment is beautiful. Huge windows. City views. Clean lines and expensive furniture that somehow still feels warm. Books on sh

MARCUSMonday morning starts like any other.I'm in my office at Aethelred Tower, staring at spreadsheets I don't care about, thinking about her. Always her. Paige in my arms. Paige on my rooftop. Paige whispering my name in the dark.My phone shows a photo from yesterday. Sent by someone on my security team. Routine check. I asked them to keep an eye on her. For her safety. That's what I told myself.The photo loads.My hands freeze on the keyboard.Paige. Standing outside a building I recognize. Blackwood Tower. NovaCore headquarters. She's dressed casual. Weekend clothes. Hair loose. She's looking up at something. Waiting for someone.I scroll to the next photo.A man opens the door. Julian Blackwood. Grey eyes. Dark shirt. Sleeves rolled up. He's looking at her like she's the only thing in the world worth looking at.She steps inside.The door closes behind them.I stare at the screen. My vision tunnels. My hands curl into fists. My jaw tightens so hard it hurts.Julian Blackwood.

PAIGE It's Tuesday night. Nine o'clock. I'm on the couch with Sadie, a bowl of popcorn between us, some reality show playing on the TV that neither of us is actually watching. I've been talking for twenty minutes. Maybe longer. Telling her about the dream again. The guns. The shouting. The shot that woke me up screaming. "Girl." Sadie shakes her head, grabbing a handful of popcorn. "I almost had a heart attack when I found you in the kitchen at 4 AM. You looked like you'd seen a ghost." "Might as well have." I pull my legs up, wrap my arms around them. "I can still hear the gunshot, Sadie. Like it's stuck in my head." "That's trauma, babe. Your brain processing guilt in the worst way possible." I groan. "Don't say the G word." "What else would you call it? You're dating three men, sleeping with—" She stops herself. Counts on her fin

PAIGEI type the message. Delete it. Type it again. Delete it again.My thumb hovers over the keyboard. Three names. Three men. Three futures hanging on a few words.Sadie watches me from across the booth at Mrs. Chen's. She doesn't say anything. Just waits.I take a breath. Type one more time.Me: Can you all come over tonight? My place. 8 PM. I have an answer.I hit send before I can change my mind.The replies come fast.Haruto: I'll be there.Marcus: Wouldn't miss it.Julian: See you at eight.---8:01 PM. The doorbell rings.My heart stops. Starts again. Faster.I open the door.They're standing there. All three of them. Haruto in a dark shirt. Marcus in a navy sweater. Julian in a black jacket.They look at me. I look at them."Come in," I say.They file in. Haruto by the window. Marcus near the bookshelf. Julian by the door. Same positions as before.I stand in the middle. Facing them."I've been thinking," I start. My voice shakes. "About what you said. About what I want."The

HARUTO“But I don't think it'll be that easy for me.““Paige! “ “Paige!”I whisper softly, but it looks like she's passed out. One moment we were talking, her voice soft against my chest. The next, her breathing slowed. Her body relaxed. Her hand went limp in mine.I look down at her. Paige. In my arms. On the glass floor of my office. The city spread out beneath us like a promise.She's here. She's real. She said yes.My chest aches. Not from pain. From something else. Something I haven't felt in six years.Peace.I've been holding myself together for so long. Building walls. Controlling everything. Never letting anyone see the cracks.But she sees. She always has."I love you," I whisper. She doesn't hear. She's too far gone. "I never stopped. Not for one day."Her lips part slightly. She mumbles something in her sleep. My name maybe. I don't know. But I'll pretend it was.I hold her tight.---Hours pass. Or minutes. I can't tell anymore.My phone buzzes somewhere nearby. I ignore