All Chapters of Married To A Billionaire Nightmare : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

LORETTA The office fell silent. Not quiet, silentThe kind of silence in spooky graveyards at night, I was pretty sure that if an office pin dropped to the floor, we all would be able to hear itMy eyes swept over the spacious expanses of the office, past the four men seated behind the large hardwood desk, dressed in clean, pressed expensive suits, and landed in Elion's murderous gazeMy lips curled upwards into a satisfied smile. He was angry, Good. Let him be angry, so am I!For three seconds, no one spoke. I wasn't even sure if anyone breathed, and three seconds could be a very long time depending on the circumstances For three long seconds, I didn't look away from his coal black eyes, eyes so dark and dangerous it felt like I was being sucked up into a black holeMy hand was still wrapped around the door handle behind me, I let it go and stepped into the office, the sound of my heels loud in the silence Elion's jaw tightened to the point where it could and would snap, his expre

LORETTAI needed airAir that wasn't filled with the heady scent of Elion's cologne. My body didn't feel like my own, my lungs refused to work properly, every breath catching somewhere between my chest and my throat.I barely made it to my office before my legs gave way, a shattering sound wrenched out of me and I pressed my fingers to my mouth to stop the rest from bursting outMy eyes burned and my heart was mercilessly heavy. And I shook my head to stop the wave of emotions from crashing “I will not cry over Elion Fitzpatrick” I say quietly to myself, but I didn't't sound so convinced My eyes burned hotter and I squeezed them shut tighter “Absolutely not” I breathed while clenching my teeth, but one tear broke free anyway “Traitor” I laughed bitterly at myself, the sound so broken and weakHow embarrassing this was, crying in my office because Elion and I had a fight. Except this wasn't just any fight, what happened today could and would change the entire trajectory of our rela

LORETTA Rosa's smelled like delicious coffee and butter. It was calming in a way. With soft lighting, windows fogged at the edges, and small talk around equally small tables here and there “You know how you're the unhinged one in our friend group?” I startedMichelle straightened slightly with a small smile “I prefer the term spirited but yes, continue”The cup was warm in my hands. I took a sip, and the familiar blend of cream, chocolate syrup, and coffee spread across my tongue.“That's why I called you and not Zara or Holly” I turned the coffee cup around in my hands.“I love all of you but if I were to call Zara now, she would probably give me a twelve-step emotional recovery plan with timestamps while psychoanalysing the beejesus out of me”Michelle laughed silently, “I won't tell her you said that”I took another sip of my drink, wiping my lips with a napkin afterwards “And Holly would resort to..”“Solving the problem with her spatula” Michelle finished for me and we both c

ELIONI had read the same report four times and my comprehension of it had not improved the slightest bitIt wasn't that I didn't know what I was looking at, the numbers were there – revenue projections, acquisition margins, third quarter adjustments, everything was nearly arranged in the precise order Dennis always prepared them in, and yet I could understand nothing of itI set the report down, picked up my pen, and set my pen down Outside my office windows, Seattle was doing whatever the fuck Seattle did in the afternoon, going about its life with ease like mine wasn't tearing down right before my very eyes*Things changed* I could hear her voice viscerally as if she was still here with me. Ache spread over my chest like venomI tried to convince myself that I'd made the right call by keeping her at a distance, that whatever Loretta Sterling said in the aftermath of being caught was just some acts of self-preservation to save her skin, damage control even It was the same instinct

ELIONI pulled up to Rosa's so hard and recklessly that my tires screeched against the pavement.I was out of my car before the engine fully turned off. My heart hammered so violently it felt like it was trying to outrun me, to find Lorreta himself before I make another mistake and screw us up like I did in the office The bell above the café door chimed as I shoved it open without enough force to break the fragile glass. Every conversation paused, every single movement froze, and everyone watched me as if I'd just dragged a storm in behind me. They wouldn't be wrong to think so.My eyes swept the room with quick desperation. Past the students, an elderly couple, a woman typing on a laptop, a mother trying to keep her toddler from taking off his shoesNo Lorreta My heart skipped beats I scanned the room again, slower this time, hoping this time, hoping that I had somehow missed her, that if I looked close enough she'd be right there, sitting by that empty table close to the windo