Lahat ng Kabanata ng TOO LATE, MR. BILLIONAIRE : Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 15

POV: AdrianSaturday mornings were for two things: silence, and Damien trying to beat me at something.The private court sat on the roof of one of our newer developments. The building was still unfinished, but the tennis court had been completed first because Damien had insisted on it before the concrete on the foundation had fully cured. Typical of Damien to get the “priorities” in order before the building even had walls.The morning air still had traces of last night’s coolness, though the sun was rising fast enough to promise a brutal afternoon. Below us, the city stretched out in every direction, cranes and rooftops and glints of the East river caught the early light. Up here, it was just the two of us, the hollow pock of a tennis ball, and eleven years of trying to out-beat each other at almost everything.“You’re slow today,” Damien called from the baseline, bouncing the ball twice before serving.I returned it hard, cross-court, and he barely got his racket on it in time.“Sl

POV: ReginaMy restaurant, Maison Price, sat inside a renovated nineteenth-century building, which still looked elegant despite that the original brick and brass fixtures had gone soft with age. The exterior didn't need a flashy sign to prove its worth, and inside, warm light flooded the room from the brass pendants over the bar and candles flickered low on every table, while the scent of charred citrus and butter drifted faintly from the open kitchen behind me.I always loved this room whenever it got busy, like today. I loved the low hum of conversations beneath the soft jazz, the clink of glass wares, the different fashion statements in the room. Tonight, every table was full, from the VIP section, which was three steps from the main floor. I was mid-way through checking on table six when I felt someone approach my side.“Chef Price.” Diane, one of the waitresses, appeared briefly at my elbow. “The couple on table twelve won’t shut up about seeing you.”I gave her a side glance. “