All Chapters of The Billionaire's Pitchers Regret: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Chapter Eleven Bruno’s POVI wasn’t supposed to be here today.For weeks, I’d been tied up with meetings, acquisitions, endless paperwork—but this company… this one I just bought—I hadn’t even had the time to properly look into it.So I came, unannounced, unprepared.Just to see things for myself.The building was exactly what I expected—polished, structured, efficient. Staff moved with purpose, greeting me with nervous respect the moment they recognized who I was.Good.That meant things were running… at least on the surface.I was on my way to the managing director’s office when I heard it.Voices, raised and sharp.An argument. My steps slowed.Then stopped.The sound coming from behind the door wasn’t just tension—it was something else.Something off.Something wrong.My jaw tightened.Without bothering to knock, I pushed the door open.And what I saw—My blood boiled instantly.Martina.Standing near the door.Cornered.And Collins—his hand too close, his posture too familiar, t

Chapter ThirteenMartina’s POVI rush out of the building like I can’t breathe inside it anymore.Like the walls are closing in.Like if I stay one second longer, I might completely lose it.My steps are fast—almost unsteady—as I push through the glass doors and into the open air. But even out here, the tightness in my chest doesn’t ease.Because of him. Bruno.Just seeing him—It stirs something ugly inside me. Something I thought I buried a long time ago.Anger, Pain and confusion.I don’t even know what he was doing there… or if this was somehow planned. For a second, I almost convince myself Collins set it up—that bringing Bruno into that room was just another way to humiliate me.Because what are the chances?Of all places, Of all people. Why him?Why now?I press my lips together, trying to steady my breathing, but it’s useless.Seeing Bruno again felt worse than what I just went through with Collins.At least with Collins, I knew what I was dealing with.But Bruno… Bruno is dif

Chapter FifteenMartina POV “That’s the right thing to do,” Vera says, nodding like she’s just confirmed something important. “Honestly, I didn’t even expect him to try talking to you after what he did five years ago.”Her tone softens as she leans closer.“Babe… just forget everything,” she adds gently. “Focus on yourself. Be happy, okay?”I let out a small smile.Not a real one.Just enough to make her stop worrying.“I just want to freshen up and sleep,” I say, my voice tired now. “Today drained me.”Vera stares at me like I’ve just said something ridiculous.“Sleep?” she repeats, narrowing her eyes. “As how?”I sigh softly.“Vera—”“Nope,” she cuts in immediately, shaking her head. “I’m not accepting that. Not today of all days.”I already know where this is going.“We haven’t even celebrated your new job,” she continues, her energy suddenly back. “We’re going out tonight.”I groan, dropping my head back slightly.“Don’t tell me you want me to follow you clubbing again?” I ask, g

Chapter 17Herrick’s POVI managed to pull away from the crowd with Marina clinging to my arm, her steps uneven and her balance questionable.She was clearly drunk—far more than she should have been—and even though I wasn’t entirely sober myself, I was still steady enough to keep her from collapsing.The pounding music from the club gradually faded as we stepped farther outside, replaced by the distant hum of traffic and the occasional laughter from people lingering near the entrance.The cool night air hit my face, clearing my head just a little.Truthfully, I had no idea where I was taking her—or even why I had bothered bringing her out in the first place.I could have easily ignored her.I should have.But when I saw her inside—alone, swaying, vulnerable—it didn’t sit right with me.I wasn’t exactly a saint, but I wasn’t the kind of man who would leave a woman like that to be taken advantage of either.Still, it didn’t make sense.I came here to unwind, like I usually do after a lo

Chapter 19Martina’s POVI walked confidently into the large compound as the massive gate slid open. Even though I had been here yesterday, I still couldn’t help but admire the beauty of the house.The exterior alone screamed luxury.People really lived like this?I slowed my steps slightly, taking in the perfectly trimmed hedges, the shining cars parked neatly to the side, and the polished tiles that practically reflected the early morning light. Everything about the place felt expensive—intimidating, even.I finally reached the door and knocked once.It opened almost immediately.I was expecting to see the woman who had opened the door for me yesterday, but instead, I froze.It was Herrick.That was unexpected.Why did he have to be the one to open the door?For a few seconds, I couldn’t even find my voice. I just stood there, staring like someone who had forgotten why she came.“Are you just going to stand there, looking?” His arrogant voice cut through my thoughts, snapping me bac