The Billionaires ruin のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 6

Aria could barely feel her legs. The cold rain soaked through her clothes while terror sat heavily in her chest, making it difficult to breathe properly. The man gripping her arm loosened his hold slightly, but not enough for her to escape.Not that she could. There were too many of them.Too many guns. Too much danger wrapped around the man standing in front of her.Lucien Moretti.She didn’t know his name yet, but she could already feel the weight of his power. It was in the way everyone around him stayed silent unless spoken to. In the way fear seemed to follow him naturally. And worst of all— In the way he looked at the dead body without emotion. Aria swallowed hard, trying not to stare at the blood spreading across the pavement. “I swear I won’t tell anyone,” she said quickly, her voice shaking. “Please… I just want to go home.” One of the guards laughed quietly. “That’s what they all say.” Her stomach twisted. Lucien’s gaze remained fixed on her face, unreadable and cold. Even u

Aria barely slept. The guest room alone was bigger than her entire apartment. Floor-to-ceiling windows overlooked the glowing city below while soft gold lights illuminated furniture that probably cost more than her yearly tuition. Everything was beautiful. And none of it felt safe.She sat at the edge of the enormous bed with the marriage contract still resting in her lap. The papers had become slightly wrinkled from how tightly she’d been holding them for the past hour. Marriage. To Lucien Moretti. Even thinking about it sounded unreal.Outside the storm had finally calmed, but her thoughts hadn’t. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw blood on wet pavement. A gun pointed in her direction. Lucien’s cold gaze watching her like he already knew exactly how this would end. She looked down at the contract again. Temporary legal marriage. Public appearances when necessary. Full security protection. Absolute confidentiality. It sounded less like a marriage and more like ownership. A quiet

Aria signed the contract three hours later. Not because she trusted Lucien. Not because she wanted this madness. But because fear had finally settled deep enough inside her bones to make reality impossible to ignore. Someone had broken into her apartment. Men with guns knew her face. And her sick mother was now surrounded by danger simply because Aria had walked down the wrong alley. She had run out of choices. The sound of the pen scratching against paper felt strangely final. Lucien stood across the office silently while she signed the last page. No smile. No satisfaction. Just that same unreadable expression he always wore like armor. When she finally placed the pen down, her chest tightened unexpectedly. “What happens now?” Lucien stepped forward and collected the papers carefully. “Now,” he said calmly, “you become my wife.” The words felt unreal. Wife. Not girlfriend. Not partner. Wife. Even if it was fake, hearing it aloud made her stomach twist. Lucien closed the folder before