Todos los capítulos de Trapped By The Billionaire Brothers: Capítulo 41 - Capítulo 50

ALYANA POV The ride home from the gala was painfully quiet. I sat beside Julian in the back of the car, staring out the window while the city lights slid past us in long streaks. My heels were off, resting on the floor of the car, and the silence between us felt heavier than the entire ballroom earlier. Pregnant. I still couldn’t believe he said that. After a few minutes, I finally looked at him. “You could have warned me.” Julian didn’t turn his head. His gaze stayed on the road ahead through the windshield. “I already explained why I didn’t.” “That wasn’t an explanation.” “It was.” I crossed my arms. “You announced a baby that doesn’t exist.” “The board won’t question my personal decisions now.” “That’s your defense?” Julian finally glanced at me. “It solved the problem.” I exhaled slowly, leaning my head back against the seat. “You’re unbelievable.” “You’ve said that before.” “Yes, because it keeps being true.” The corner of his mouth lifted slightly, but he di

ALYANA POV I barely slept. The message from Leo stayed in my mind long after I turned off the lights. I must have read it at least twenty times before finally placing my phone on the bedside table and forcing myself to close my eyes. Tomorrow night. Service entrance. Midnight. It sounded simple. Too simple. The mansion had cameras everywhere. Guards walked the grounds at night. The gates were monitored twenty-four hours a day. If Leo really found a way out, it meant he had been planning this longer than I realized. The thought should have made me feel relieved. Instead, I spent most of the night staring at the ceiling, listening to the quiet hum of the air conditioner and the distant sound of the fountain outside the window. By morning, my head felt heavy. I dragged myself out of bed and opened the curtains. Sunlight flooded the room, bright and warm, completely opposite to the restless feeling in my chest. A knock came at the door. “Miss Alyana?” one of the housemaids ca

ALYANA POV I tried to focus on anything except what Julian said earlier. It’s patience. The word stayed in my head the entire afternoon, repeating quietly no matter how much I tried to ignore it. By evening, the mansion felt different again. Not physically. Everything looked the same—the high ceilings, the polished floors, the quiet staff moving in the background—but something about the atmosphere felt… closer. Or maybe it was just me. I stood in front of the mirror in my room, staring at my reflection longer than usual. I had already changed into something more comfortable, but I still hadn’t moved away. I looked fine. Normal. So why did I feel like something had shifted? A soft knock interrupted my thoughts. “Miss Alyana,” a staff member said from outside. “Mr. Vance is asking if you would like to join him for dinner.” I hesitated for a second. “Is that a request or an order?” I asked. There was a small pause before the answer came. “He said it’s your choice.” Of co

ALYANA POV I didn’t know what to say to that. For a moment, I just stood there, looking at him, trying to process what he meant. You’ve already started choosing. The words stayed in my head longer than I wanted them to. Julian didn’t move. He didn’t repeat himself. He just watched me, like he was waiting to see how I would react. And that somehow made it worse. I let out a slow breath and turned away from him, walking toward the window just to put some distance between us. The glass felt cool when I rested my fingers against it. Outside, the garden was quiet. The lights along the path had already been turned on, casting a soft glow over the fountain. Everything looked calm. Simple. Unlike what was happening inside my head. “You’re overthinking it,” Julian said behind me. I let out a short, quiet laugh. “That’s easy for you to say.” “It usually is.” I turned slightly, leaning my shoulder against the glass. “You say things like that like they’re facts.” “They are.” “T

ALYANA POVI couldn’t breathe properly.Julian was still looking at me the same way—steady, unblinking, like he wasn’t going to let this go no matter how long it took.“Because I want to hear you say it.”His words stayed between us, heavy and impossible to ignore.I pressed my lips together, trying to find something to hold on to—something safe, something that wouldn’t unravel everything all at once.“You’re making this harder than it needs to be,” I said, though my voice came out softer than I intended.Julian didn’t even blink.“No,” he replied. “You’re the one making it hard.”I let out a quiet breath and looked away, my fingers curling slightly at my sides.“I already told you it matters.”“That’s not the same thing.”“It should be enough.”“It’s not.”Of course it wasn’t.I knew that.He knew that.And the fact that neither of us was willing to step back made the space between us feel smaller, tighter.“Why do you need to hear it?” I asked, forcing myself to look at him again.J