All Chapters of Sixty Days In The Billionaire's Arms: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Nate's Pov She said yes.I watched the word leave her lips like she was signing her own prison sentence instead of saving her father’s life. Serena Voss. After ten years, here she was, older, exhausted, still the same girl who dragged me out of freezing water and vanished.She had no idea.“You’re really going to wipe the entire debt?” she asked again, leaning forward in the chair like she expected me to laugh and say it was a joke.“Every cent,” I replied. “Medical bills, interest, late fees, everything your family owes Calloway Financial disappears the moment you sign.”She scanned the pages, biting her lip. “And there are no tricks? No hidden clauses that suddenly make me owe you even more later? I’ve heard horror stories about these kinds of contracts.”“No tricks,” I assured her. “I had my legal team write it in plain language. Read it carefully. You’ll see it’s straightforward. Debt forgiveness in exchange for sixty days of your time. Everything is spelled out.”Serena flipped

Nate's Pov She froze when I mentioned the coast. Recognition flickered across her face, but she shook her head. “What coast? What are you talking about?” I stepped closer. “Ten years ago. Stormy night. You pulled me out of the water when my boat capsized. Then you disappeared before I could even thank you properly.” Serena’s mouth opened, closed. “That was… you?” “Yes.” She backed up a step, bumping into the couch. “You’ve been looking for me all this time and your solution is to blackmail me into a fake engagement? That’s messed up, Nate.” “It wasn’t supposed to be blackmail,” I said quietly. “The debt just… happened. When I saw your name on the file, I knew it was my chance.” “Chance for what?” Her voice rose. “To own me for two months because I saved your life once? Do you realize how crazy that sounds? You could’ve just said thank you like a normal person!” The words stung more than I expected. “To get to know the girl who’s stayed in my head for a decade. To help you in

Nate’s PovVictoria stood ten feet away with that smug little smile, the photographer’s camera already clicking like it was feeding on our mess. Serena’s hand was still in mine, but it felt ready to slip away any second. Her green eyes searched my face like she was looking for the lie she expected me to tell.“Why shouldn’t you run?” I repeated her question, keeping my voice low so only she could hear. “Because I’m asking you not to. Because for the first time in ten years, something in my life doesn’t feel like a transaction. Stay, Serena. Not for the contract. Not for the debt. For this.”Her lips parted, but no words came out right away. The wind tugged at the hem of her green dress, the one that made her look like she belonged in my world even if she still didn’t believe it. Victoria took another step closer, heels sharp on the pavement.“Touching,” Victoria said, loud enough for the camera. “Real fairy tale material. Should I congratulate you both or wait for the engagement to im

Serena's POVI woke up with Nate's arm still around me. The throw blanket was tangled between us on the couch. Morning light filtered through the big windows. Soft and ordinary. Like it didn't know the world had cracked open overnight. My head rested on his chest. His heartbeat was steady under my ear. For a second I let myself stay there. Breathing him in. . Something that was just him. Then the memories hit. Dad's face. Diana's smile. The theft. The text. I sat up fast.Nate stirred. His eyes opened. He looked rumpled and real. Not the sharp billionaire from the office. "Morning," he murmured. His voice was rough with sleep. His hand found mine right away. "You okay?"I shook my head. "Last night feels like a bad dream. Did Diana really—"My phone buzzed on the table. Then Nate's. Both at once. He grabbed his first. Frowning at the screen. I picked up mine and the headlines screamed back at me. From a news alert.Calloway Heir's Fiancée Tied to Old Financial Scandal – Father Accused

Serena’s PovThe café noise faded into nothing as Nate stared at me. His hand was still holding mine under the table, warm and steady, but I felt him tense. Diana’s words hung between us, mom and his dad. A fling. Me, maybe a Calloway by blood. I wanted to laugh or cry or run, but all I could do was squeeze Nate’s fingers harder and wait for him to say something.“Nate,” I whispered. My voice sounded small, like it belonged to the scared girl who used to hide medical bills from her dad. “Please. Tell me this doesn’t change how you feel. We were just starting to make this real.”He blinked, then pulled me closer right there in the booth, his arm wrapping around my shoulders. “It doesn’t,” he said, rough and quick. “Not the way you think. You’re still you, Serena. Still the one who saved me. Still the woman I’m falling for.”Diana leaned back, sipping her coffee like she was watching a show. “How noble. But blood is blood, Nate. The will executor will love this twist. Your mother’s cla