Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Billionaire's Showgirl: Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

I made it through the rest of rehearsal on pure instinct.The choreography happened around me. Music played. Corrections were given. Dancers moved through formations.I couldn't have told anyone a single thing we practiced.My mind remained trapped on one terrible thought.Monica was dead.Every time I tried to convince myself it had been an accident, another voice whispered a different possibility.By the time rehearsal finally ended, my nerves were stretched so tight they felt ready to snap.I needed answers.Unfortunately, there was only one person who could give them to me.The realization sat heavily in my stomach as I drove back to the Cashmere Crown.The resort felt different now.Not because anything had changed.Because I had.The towering luxury hotel rose into the Nevada sky like a monument to Luca's ambition. The casino buzzed with life. Guests laughed. Valets hurried between expensive vehicles. Everything looked exactly as it had yesterday.Yet I couldn't stop wondering ho

By the time I left Luca's office, my thoughts felt hopelessly tangled.The conversation had answered almost nothing.Monica was still dead.I still didn't know what to believe.And somehow, despite all of that, I couldn't stop thinking about the way Luca had looked at me before I walked out the door.It was infuriating.A reasonable person would have spent the afternoon focused on unanswered questions and potential danger.Instead, my mind kept replaying moments I had no business replaying.I was halfway across the private grounds of the Cashmere Crown when my phone vibrated.The sound startled me enough that I nearly dropped it.I pulled it from my purse.A text from Beth.MYSTERY LETTER HAS ARRIVED.A second message followed immediately.I REPEAT. MYSTERY LETTER HAS ARRIVED.Then another.MEET ME FOR COFFEE IMMEDIATELY.Despite everything, I laughed.Only Beth could turn collecting mail into a national emergency.I quickly texted back.Where are you?Three dots appeared instantly.L

I barely slept.Every time I closed my eyes, I saw the security footage playing across the screen.Dom entering the Velvet Suite.Luca leaving alone.Myself standing in the hallway, unknowingly stepping into a secret that had followed me for months.The memory replayed over and over until sunrise finally arrived.By then, exhaustion had settled into my bones.I felt hollow.Defeated.And more frightened than I wanted to admit.The drive had been my safety net.Not because I had ever planned to use it.Because it represented a possibility.A form of protection.A reminder that if things ever became truly dangerous, I wasn't powerless.Now that illusion was gone.Luca knew.He knew exactly what I had seen.Exactly what I possessed.Exactly what I had chosen not to do.The balance between us had shifted.I couldn't stop thinking about it.

The first few moments felt awkward.Not because I didn't know how to dance.Because I knew exactly who was watching.Luca sat alone in the darkness beyond the stage lights, his attention fixed entirely on me. There were no cheering crowds tonight. No tourists. No judges. No other performers waiting for their turn.Just him.The realization should have made me nervous.Instead, something unexpected happened.The music took over.It always did.The opening notes settled around me like an old friend, familiar and comforting. The tension that had followed me for days began to loosen its grip. My thoughts slowed. My fears softened.I stopped thinking about Monica.Stopped thinking about security footage.Stopped thinking about contracts and lies and dangerous billionaires.For the next few minutes, there was only the dance.That was why I loved performing.Not the applause.Not the attention.Not even the opportunity.The escape.The beautiful, temporary escape from being myself.Dance had

For a moment, I genuinely believed Luca was going to answer me.The darkness inside the car felt heavy with unspoken things. The distant glow of Las Vegas flashed across the windows as we sped through the night, painting his face in alternating shades of gold and shadow. He sat across from me in silence, his expression unreadable, while my question lingered between us like a challenge neither of us could ignore.Tell me what happened to Dom.I watched his eyes carefully, searching for some crack in the armor he wore so effortlessly. Some sign that the question mattered to him as much as it mattered to me.Instead, his gaze hardened."No."The word landed like a locked door.I stared at him.My pulse was still racing from the gun. From the running. From the realization that I had very nearly died tonight."No?" I repeated.His jaw shifted slightly."I don't owe you an explanation."The bluntness of th