Billionaire's Prisoner のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 7

Saturday arrived too quickly. The invitation card arrived at her doorstep once she confirmed that she would attend the event with Mia.A chauffeur picked her up at exactly seven. She didn’t wear anything fancy, just her usual worn-out jeans and a black t-shirt.Before leaving, she called Leo in the hospital and promised him that she would save him and that he shouldn’t worry about anything.The hotel they arrived at looked less like a building and more like a palace. Crystal chandeliers and an endless marble floor made her dizzy. Unusually, it was so silent until she entered the place where the auction was going to take place.Middle-aged to older men in tailored suits and a few women were seated. Cynthia wanted to run, but she almost did, until she remembered Leo sleeping in his hospital bed.She stayed. She’s not here wholeheartedly, and she dumped her conscience in a black box.“Cynthia,” Mia's voice got her attention.She took her to the other side and asked how her brother is doi

Her eyes widened when the mattress shifted beneath her.Damien is beside her, and the distance between them is barely nothing. Cynthia suddenly became aware of everything. The warmth radiating from him. The faint scent of cigarette smoke on his skin. The steady rise and fall of his chest.The simple fact that she was sharing a bed with a complete stranger made her pulse race.For several long seconds, they didn’t speak anything even though Cynthia wanted to. The room remained silent except for the distant sound of drizzling rain outside.Then Damien's voice broke the silence."I want you to hug me."Cynthia blinked."Hug you?”The request was so unexpected that she thought she had heard him wrong.Damien turned his head slightly.Even in the darkness, she could feel his gaze settling on her. He didn’t have the slightest shame in asking this."You heard me."Cynthia stared at him. Of all the things she had imagined tonight, this was not one of them. She had prepared herself for awkward

Cynthia sat in the waiting area outside the operating theatre, her hands clasped together so tightly that her knuckles had turned white. The antiseptic smell of the hospital filled the corridor, while the rhythmic beeping of distant monitors echoed through the silence. Nurses hurried past her every few minutes, doctors discussed patients in hushed voices, and families waited with anxious expressions similar to hers.Her eyes remained fixed on the red light above the operating theatre. Leo was inside.The only family she had left. She closed her eyes and silently prayed, 'Please let him be okay. Please let him come back safely. Take everything from me if you have to, but don't take him,'She hadn't eaten anything since morning. Nothing mattered except Leo.The desperate decision that had changed her life forever. She had sold one year of her freedom.Maybe people would judge her if they knew. Maybe they would call her shameless. But sitting outside the operating theatre today, she didn