The Billionaire's Counterfeit Fiancee의 모든 챕터: 챕터 1 - 챕터 10

The warmth of the skyscraper’s lobby did nothing to stop Lily’s shivering. Her wet sneakers left muddy tracks on the polished marble floor as she struggled to keep up with the man’s long, effortless strides. He didn't look back at her once, yet his presence commanded the entire space. Security guards and receptionists bowed their heads in absolute silence as he passed.They entered a private elevator. The doors slid shut, sealing them in a quiet, glass-walled box that began to ascend rapidly.Lily pressed her back against the glass, her hands balled into fists to hide their trembling. She looked at the man standing a few feet away. Under the bright elevator lights, his profile was strikingly sharp. He was taking off his damp leather gloves, his movements slow and deliberate."Who are you?" Lily’s voice cracked, sounding incredibly small in the enclosed space. "How do you know my name?"The man didn't answer immediately. He tucked the gloves into his coat pocket, smoothed down his lape

The guest suite on the east wing was larger than the entire hospital ward Lily had just left behind. Silk sheets, soft lighting, and a bathroom that smelled of eucalyptus did little to calm the frantic beating of her heart.She stood in front of the vanity mirror, dressed in a borrowed silk robe that felt too smooth against her scrubbed skin. The doctor Levi had called had already left, pronouncing her physically exhausted but otherwise fine. Now, she was alone with her reflection. Without the mud and the hospital grime, her face looked painfully pale. Her eyes looked too big, haunted by a past she couldn't reach.A soft knock on the double doors broke the silence.Lily tensed, pulling the lapels of the robe tighter around her throat. "Come in."The door opened, but it wasn't Gideon. It was Levi.He had discarded his suit jacket and tie. The top two buttons of his crisp white shirt were undone, the sleeves rolled up to his forearms, revealing strong, tan wrists. He carried a leather-b

The ride back to Levi’s penthouse was dead silent. The heavy luxury sedan cut through the wet New York streets, the rhythm of the windshield wipers the only sound filling the space between them.Lily sat pressed against the passenger door, her hands curled into tight fists in her lap. The emerald green silk of her gown felt cold against her skin now. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw Damian’s face—the absolute terror in his eyes when Levi introduced her. It wasn't just the reaction of an ex-fiancé who had abandoned her. It was the reaction of a man who thought he had successfully buried a body. He tried to kill me.The words felt heavy, crushing the air out of her lungs. She turned her head slightly, looking at the man driving beside her. Levi’s profile was illuminated by the passing streetlights, his jaw set in a hard, uncompromising line. His large hands held the steering wheel with casual authority. He looked completely unbothered, as if he hadn't just dropped a bomb on the

The double glass doors of the primary boardroom swung open, revealing a long, polished obsidian table surrounded by twelve leather executive chairs. Most of the board members were already seated, murmuring over their open tablets. But the moment Levi stepped into the room with Lily’s hand resting securely on his arm, the murmurs died instantly.A heavy, thick silence settled over the room.At the far end of the table sat Damian Cross. He was staring at a quarterly spreadsheet, a gold pen clutched tightly between his fingers. When the door opened, his shoulders went rigid. He slowly lifted his head, and the moment his eyes landed on Lily, his fingers twitched, dropping the pen. It rolled across the glossy black surface, making a sharp, clicking sound that seemed unnaturally loud in the quiet room.Damian looked terrible. Dark circles shadowed his eyes, his tie was slightly crooked, and his usually perfectly styled hair looked like he had been running his fingers through it all morning.

Lily’s hand froze against her ear. The cold, desperate tone of Damian’s voice seemed to lower the temperature in the sunlit penthouse. Her breath caught in her throat, her eyes automatically darting toward Levi, who was still standing by the kitchen counter, entirely oblivious to the call."Lily? Are you there?" Damian’s voice cracked again, the sound of car horns muffled in his background. He sounded like he was pacing on a busy street corner, completely frantic. "You have to listen to me. I know you don’t remember, but you can’t trust him. Levi Ford isn’t doing this for you. He’s using your face to execute a grudge that has nothing to do with your family’s current business."Lily forced her voice to remain calm, though her heart was hammering against her ribs. She took a step closer to the glass window, turning her back to Levi so he wouldn't see her expression. "You have no right to call me, Damian. Not after what you did.""What I did?" Damian let out a short, hysterical laugh. "Y