Billionaire’s shadow contract のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

Chapter 1 The red alarm lights sliced through my private servers like warning shots I couldn’t afford to ignore. These weren’t the systems the world knew about. These were the black servers that didn’t officially exist — the ones holding every dirty secret that kept Voss Dynamics alive and me untouchable. Someone had just walked straight into my vault, and I wanted answers. Then I wanted this intruder gone before the leak cost me everything. “Stop typing or I’ll put a hole where your spine used to be.” My voice stayed low. The same tone that shut down boardrooms without raising volume. The hacker paused, hands hovered. When he turned his head the city lights caught the sharp line of his jaw and the faint scar cutting through one eyebrow. Riven Hale. Eyes that didn’t flinch. Riven let out a short laugh with no real fear in it. “Voss himself. Didn’t expect the CEO to play security guard. Most guys like you send others to do the dirty work.” I stepped closer, the gun steady in

Chapter 3 Riven’s lips parted. Slow. Challenging. “Make me.” There was nothing careful about it. I closed the distance and kissed him. Heat, teeth, the kind of hunger that didn’t ask permission. His mouth opened under mine, fighting back just as hard. He tasted like coffee and defiance and something I couldn’t name. He bit my lower lip. Hard enough to draw blood. The sting shot straight through me. I pinned his wrists above his head against the mirrored wall. The elevator had started moving but I barely noticed. All I felt was the press of his body. The way he pushed back even while his mouth gave in. “You taste like revenge,” I muttered against his lips. “And you taste like guilt.” He gasped between kisses. Hips rolling forward. Deliberate. “How many families did you bury to get this high, Voss?” I pressed my thigh between his legs. Felt him hard against me. “Keep talking and I’ll make sure you can’t speak for a week.” Riven laughed against my mouth. Raw. Broken. “Promises, p

Chapter 5The shower glass was already fogged when Damien pushed me inside. Steam rose thick around us, heavy and suffocating. Water hit my back hot enough to sting, but I barely registered the burn. He didn’t give me time to think. Just crowded me against the cold tiles, one hand wrapping around my throat, the other sliding down my stomach with possessive intent.“You signed the contract,” he growled, fingers pressing just enough to remind me who was in control. “Every inch of you belongs to me tonight.”I jerked my hips forward. Defiance still burning hot in my chest even as my body betrayed me and hardened against his thigh. “Fuck you.”“That’s the plan.” He bit down on my shoulder, sucking hard enough to leave a mark that would linger for days. “Beg.”I laughed, the sound choked and broken. “Make me.”We moved together like we were trying to destroy each other and save each other at the same time. Rough. Desperate. No gentleness, no mercy. His hands took me apart with ruthless pre

Chapter 7The boardroom smelled like expensive coffee, aged leather, and the faint metallic tang of fear.I sat at the head of the long black table, fingers steepled, watching twelve of the wealthiest, most cutthroat people in the industry pretend they weren’t sweating under their tailored suits. The wall of screens behind me displayed live security feeds, flashing red alerts, and the stark reality of last night’s breach. Forty-three million dollars nearly vanished in six minutes. Someone in this room was either incompetent or a traitor. Possibly both.Marcus Kane leaned back three chairs down, smiling like he could already see me bleeding out on the marble floor.“Another breach,” I said, voice flat and controlled. “Forty-three million almost gone in six minutes. Someone explain why my security looks like amateur hour.”Silence.One of the older directors cleared his throat. “We’ve doubled the protocols, but the intruder knew exactly where the blind spots were. It’s almost like they

Chapter 9I stood at the window long after Riven left my office, watching the city lights blur into streaks of gold and white. My hands were still warm from his skin. My mouth still tasted like him. The vision from the shower kept flickering at the edges of my mind, refusing to fade completely.I should have felt relief that he walked away.Instead, the silence felt heavier than his presence.I sat down at my desk and opened the latest security report. Marcus had been busy — subtle inquiries, quiet meetings with disgruntled board members, probing questions about my sudden personal distractions. He was getting too close. If he connected Riven to the breach, or worse, to his father’s suicide, the board would turn on me faster than I could react. The empire I’d spent fifteen years building could crumble in days if the wrong rumor gained traction.My phone buzzed.Riven: I’m back in the penthouse. Door still locked.I stared at the message. Simple. Defiant. Just him reminding me he was st