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

~Eliza~The moment we got home, I rushed out of the car and hurried inside.I heard Atlas’ voice from behind me, but I didn’t stop to listen to him. I had done more than enough of that and look where that ended.I had not felt as thoroughly quieted as when he had snapped at me earlier. And it still stung, even at least ten minutes later.With a small sniff, I kicked off my shoes and slumped onto the bed. What was /I even thinking when I opened my mouth to ask Atlas about the shirt?That single, innocent question seemed to be the trigger that set off his unexpected black mood. He had started brooding and snapping like he didn’t want to hear about it.Frowning, I sat up as a thought dropped in my head. Actually, he had been angry right from the moment he reluctantly introduced Luca as his friend.If anything, it was almost as if he didn’t really like the person he called his friend. I wasn’t sure how to take that, but one thing was certain.He shouldn’t have lashed out at me, no matter

~Eliza~Five days ago, Atlas made me breakfast, or at least, attempted to.And ever since then, it has become our thing, sort of. Every morning, we would meet at the dining area and eat.Sometimes, Atlas would cook, and other times, his chef would cook us delicious meals to make up for his employer’s often disastrous attempts.So far, I have choked down burned eggs, toast, and even one time, overly salty pancakes. And now, sitting at the table again this morning, I could barely hold back a sigh at the sight of yet another plate.This time, it was hash browns that looked suspiciously golden. The almost perfect tint of the food made me extra reluctant to take a bite.I didn’t think my stomach could handle any more terrible cooking before it gave out. But…I looked up with a small grimace that I quickly masked. Atlas was staring at me with that same, darned expression, like he couldn’t wait to hear what I had to say about the food.Just like yesterday and the day before, I wanted to yell

~Eliza~It was the weekend.I looked stunning, like a literal princess. The hairdresser had done something to my hair that drew it back from my face and showed off my cheekbones.And my makeup? It was simply magical. Somehow, the artist had brushed my face to perfection and it was almost as if I had no makeup on.But perhaps the most captivating part of my whole getup was my outfit. When I finally got a look at my reflection in the mirror, I couldn’t speak for long minutes. I could only gape at myself and wonder who the hell was staring back at me.Despite my numerous attempts to explain that I could dress myself for the dinner event, Atlas hadn’t listened.Instead, he had dropped me off at the store earlier in the day and promptly disappeared after leaving me in the care of Madame Grace, a gorgeous, middle-aged woman with a thick French accent.Within seconds, my clothes were off me, thanks to the efficient movements of her seemingly uncountable staff. The moment Madame Grace saw me,

~Eliza~My heart sank to my toes, and somewhere in my chest, a hot throb started.When I raised my head, Daniel was standing a few feet away from us. He was staring at me with so much hate that I subconsciously took a step back.I swallowed hard, my back hitting the edge of the desk and stopping any further escape. There was a loud roaring in my eyes as Daniel started to walk towards us.“Or was I wrong, Eliza?” he bit out, his lips twisted in a cruel smirk.“Baby,” Isabella called, rushing over to his side and grabbing his arm. “Izza is being a big bully,” she whined in a loud, grating voice, pouting like a child.Despite the turmoil raging inside me, I noticed that Daniel barely paid her any attention after his initial quick, dismissive glance.Wait. Was there trouble in paradise already? Could this be why she had thought I was here to meet him?The thought made an irrational giggle bubble in my throat. I clamped my lips together and looked off to the side.“I see that’s funny to yo

~Eliza~And again, Madame Grace outdid herself.As I turned to look at myself in the mirror, I couldn’t help but marvel at just how good I looked… for the second time that night.While my hairstyle remained unchanged, this time, I was dressed in a silver counterpart to my earlier blue outfit. And my makeup was changed to a smoky-eyed look that gave me a fierce air.Somehow, without knowing what happened, Madame Grace figured out exactly what I needed. With this new look, I felt better prepared to face Atlas’ family, including my ex-husband and sister.The madame had been almost gentle while she and her staff worked on making me look presentable once more. Perhaps the slight sadness in my eyes had given away the truth.No matter, I was simply glad for this second chance. Earlier, I had allowed Daniel and Isabella to get under my skin.Despite my thought that I had gotten over everything those two did to me, I was starting to realize that I still had much to do. There was still—There w