Todos los capítulos de The Billionaire’s Rival Contract: Capítulo 91 - Capítulo 100

Bella His hand snaked out, his fingers brushing against the back of my wrist. The touch was light—a ghost of a contact—but it felt like a branding iron."Bella, please," he breathed. "Don't do anything that’ll send me back to that hell. Just listen to me. I don't want to go back there. I can't go back there."Something in me snapped. It wasn't fear anymore; it was rage. All the confusion, the lingering hurt from my past, and the terrifying realization that he had been watching me, invading my space, and manipulating my emotions with those gifts… it all boiled over.I swung my arm, the slap echoing sharply against his jaw.The sound was stinging and sudden. Damien didn't even flinch. He didn't reach for me in return, and he didn't pull away. He just turned his head back, offering me the other side of his face, his eyes fixed on mine with intensity."Hit me again," he whispered, a twisted, broken invitation. "Take it all out on me. I’ll take as many beatings as you have to offer, Be

Bella "This is going to blow them out of the water," I said, pointing to the projected figures on the screen. "Using kids for this campaign is a masterstroke. People are going to eat it up. It adds this layer of innocence and future-building that matches our new branding perfectly."Sebastian was standing close enough that I could feel the heat radiating off his suit jacket. He wasn't looking at the screen anymore; he was looking at me."It’s a good look, right?" he murmured, a slow, teasing smirk pulling at the corner of his mouth. "Although, to be honest, I think it would be even better if it were our kids running around in the advert. They’d certainly have the right genes for the camera."My breath hitched. I stared at him, my heart doing that roll in my chest. "Our kids?" I repeated, my voice barely a whisper.He leaned in, his voice dropping to that low, intimate tone that always made my stomach do flips. "Yeah. Imagine it. Our boy would have my eyes, but they’d have your ha

Sebastian The day I’d been planning for long had finally arrived. Everything was in motion, the reservation was set, the ring was burning a hole in my pocket, and my heart felt like it was trying to punch its way through my ribs. To Bella, it was just another Friday. She walked into the office with that professional air that always made me stop whatever I was doing just to watch her.She was standing by her desk, leaning over to talk to her assistant, shuffling through files and mapping out the schedule for the next week. She looked radiant in the morning light, her hair pulled back in that way that exposed the long, elegant line of her neck. I stood by my door, pretending to review a document while I just admired the way she moved, the way she took charge of a room without even trying.Suddenly, her color, usually so vibrant, drained away until she looked like she’d seen a ghost. She stumbled slightly, her hand reaching out to steady herself against the edge of the desk."Bella?

BellaThe phone felt like a live wire in my hand, burning hot and sending violent shocks straight up my arm.I was shocked to my very marrows, the air vanishing from my lungs as the sound of Alina’s voice.My mind spun in a loop.Why was she asking such a question? Why was she talking about coming over to his house like it was a regular occurrence?Dread pooled in my stomach.Was it possible he had still been seeing her all this while?Had the apologies, the late night confessions, the ring on my finger, and the passionate promises we had just shared been nothing more than a carefully constructed lie to keep me quiet while he played both sides?The thought sliced through me with the sharpness of a razor blade.For a second, I couldn’t even form words.My throat felt blocked.“Hello? Are you still there, Sebastian?” Alina’s voice chimed through the speaker again, dripping with an annoying, sickening familiarity that made my blood run cold.I finally found my voice, tight and trembling

Sebastian My heart leaped straight into my throat. The second the words left her mouth, every bit of color drained from Bella’s face, leaving her looking ghostly pale and swaying slightly on her feet."What do you mean?" I dropped the spoon instantly, my hands darting out to grab her by the waist and shoulders before she could collapse against the marble island. "Bella, talk to me. Where does it hurt? Is it a cramp? Do you need me to call a doctor right now?"She kept her eyes squeezed shut, her fingers digging desperately into my forearms as she swallowed hard, fighting against whatever was tearing through her insides. A shaky, breathless sigh escaped her lips."I... I don't know," she murmured, her voice weak and strained. She opened her eyes, offering a small, unconvincing grimace as she tried to force a weak smile. "It's probably... it's probably just because I was very hungry, Sebastian. You know how my stomach gets when I skip meals or run on an empty tank all morning. It's