Todos los capítulos de The Billionaires ruin: Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 20

The next morning felt painfully awkward. Aria realized that the moment she stepped into the dining room and found Lucien already seated at the long marble table, reading through several documents while black coffee sat untouched beside him. He looked composed. Cold. Perfectly controlled. As if he hadn’t kissed her like he was starving only hours ago. Aria stopped near the doorway, suddenly unsure what to do with herself.Lucien glanced up briefly. “You’re late.” That was it.No mention of the kiss. No lingering tension in his voice. Nothing.Confusion twisted painfully inside her chest. “Oh,” she said quietly. “Sorry.” Lucien returned his attention to the papers immediately.The distance between them felt sharper than before. More deliberate. Aria slowly sat down across from him while staff quietly placed breakfast on the table. Silence stretched heavily.Usually she would’ve snapped something sarcastic just to break the tension. But now?Now she just felt hurt. Because last night had

Lucien’s question stayed inside Aria’s head long after he left the room. Would you still stay if you knew everything I’ve done? She wanted to answer yes. That terrified her. Because despite the blood on his hands… despite the darkness living inside him… part of her still saw the wounded man beneath it all. And that made everything complicated. The mansion felt unusually quiet that evening. Lucien locked himself inside his office for hours while security moved constantly throughout the estate. Aria tried distracting herself with sketching, but her thoughts kept drifting back to him. To the sadness in his eyes. To the exhaustion in his voice. To the terrifying honesty of his confession. Eventually frustration drove her from her room again. She wandered downstairs sometime after midnight, unable to sleep. The hallway outside Lucien’s office was empty. A faint light glowed beneath the door.Aria hesitated. Part of her wanted to knock. To talk to him. To somehow fix whatever existed betwee

Aria woke slowly.Pain throbbed behind her eyes before consciousness fully returned.Cold.That was the first thing she noticed.Cold air. Cold floor beneath her hands. Cold fear spreading through her chest the second memory crashed back into place.The crash. The men. The cloth over her mouth.Kidnapped.Her breathing quickened instantly as she forced herself upright.The room around her was dimly lit and unfamiliar—concrete walls, a single chair near the corner, metal door.Warehouse.Panic slammed into her chest violently.She stumbled toward the door immediately and grabbed the handle.Locked.“Help!”Her voice echoed uselessly against the walls.No answer.Oh God.Aria pressed shaking hands against her mouth as terror threatened to consume her completely.Lucien was right.Again.The realization hurt almost as much as the fear itself.Meanwhile, across the city—Men were bleeding because of her.Lucien stood inside a nightclub office overlooking downtown while one terrified man k

The drive back to the mansion was silent.Rain still poured heavily outside the car windows while the city lights blurred across wet streets, but inside the vehicle, the air felt heavy with everything left unsaid.Lucien sat beside Aria in the backseat, one hand gripping hers so tightly it almost hurt.As if he still needed proof she was alive.Neither of them let go once.Not even for a second.Aria kept glancing at him quietly throughout the drive.At the bruises darkening his jaw. The dried blood staining his hands. The exhaustion hidden beneath his cold expression.He looked dangerous.But more than that—He looked terrified.That realization stayed with her all the way back to the estate.The moment the car stopped outside the mansion, Lucien turned toward her immediately.“You’re sleeping in my room tonight.”Not a suggestion.Normally she would’ve argued.Tonight she simply nodded.Because after everything that happened…The thought of being alone suddenly felt unbearable too.

The old Moretti estate looked like a graveyard.Rain poured endlessly over crumbling stone walls and dark windows while armed men surrounded the property from every direction.Lightning flashed across the massive mansion perched above the cliffs outside the city, illuminating decades of secrets buried inside its walls.Aria stepped out of the car beside Lucien slowly.The air felt heavy here.Haunted.She immediately understood why.This place held every ghost he carried.Lucien stood silently beside her for a moment, staring at the estate with unreadable eyes.Pain flickered briefly across his face.Then vanished beneath cold fury again.Dante approached carefully.“Victor’s men are inside. Heavy security.”Lucien nodded once.“Vanessa?”“Also inside.”Something dark moved behind Lucien’s eyes instantly.Not heartbreak.Disappointment.Betrayal.Aria slipped her hand into his quietly.Lucien looked down at her immediately.“You stay behind me no matter what happens.”His voice left n