Billionaire's Prisoner のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 31 - チャプター 40

Cynthia went inside his office for the first time.The moment she stepped through the doorway, she realized how different the room felt from the rest of the mansion. It wasn't merely an office. It looked like a place where decisions worth millions were made.Damien closed the door behind them, and Cynthia slowly looked around.One entire wall was covered with bookshelves, filled with books, files, and neatly arranged folders. There was an enormous dark wooden desk in the center of the room, with two large monitors placed on it. Several documents were spread across the surface, but everything was arranged so perfectly that it didn't look messy.The wide windows were open, allowing the evening air to drift inside. Cynthia walked toward them and looked outside.From this height, she could see the entrance of the estate clearly.She suddenly realized something.He must have seen her coming back.Perhaps that was why he opened the door before she even reached the stairs.“This is my office,

Damien remained standing in his office long after Cynthia had left.The door had closed behind her, but he could still hear the faint echo of her footsteps disappearing down the hallway.He didn't move.His eyes remained fixed on the door.He had kissed her.The thought kept repeating in his mind, almost as though he couldn't believe it himself.Damien had kissed women before. There had been flings, brief affairs, women who knew exactly what they wanted from him and women who wanted nothing more than his name, his money, or the excitement of being seen beside him.None of them had mattered.He had never stayed awake thinking about them.He had never wondered what they were feeling.He had never looked at one of them and felt the strange need to know what was happening inside her mind.But Cynthia was different.That was what disturbed him.He slowly walked toward the window and looked at the rain pouring over the estate.Why her?Why now?He closed his eyes for a moment and remembered

Damien had never considered himself an impatient man.He could wait for business deals to close. He could spend months tracking down a person who had wronged him. He could sit through endless meetings without showing the slightest sign of irritation.But Cynthia was testing his patience in a way no one else ever had.For two days, she had been avoiding him.Not completely. She still spoke to him when necessary. She still appeared at breakfast and dinner. She still answered when he asked her something. But something had changed.She kept her distance.Whenever Damien entered a room, Cynthia seemed to find a reason to leave. If he sat in the living room, she went to her bedroom. If he walked into the library, she suddenly remembered that she had something to do. Even during meals, she seemed more interested in her plate than in looking at him.And Damien knew exactly why.The kiss.Two days had passed since that night in his office, but the memory had refused to disappear.He remembered

They stepped out of the restaurant just as the first drops of rain began to fall.Cynthia looked up at the dark sky."Looks like we're going to get wet."Damien glanced toward the parking area."We should hurry."They walked toward the car, but before they could reach it, the rain became heavier. By the time Cynthia got inside, her hair and shoulders were already slightly drenched.Damien closed his door and looked at her."You're wet."She laughed softly."I noticed."He reached toward the back seat and pulled out a clean towel."Here."Cynthia accepted it."Thank you."She gently dried her hair and wiped the rain from her arms. Damien started the car and pulled away from the restaurant.For several minutes, neither of them spoke.The rain continued to fall against the windshield, growing heavier with every passing minute. The roads began to shine beneath the streetlights, and the sound of the wipers moving back and forth filled the silence inside the car.Cynthia watched the rain th

“Anything I request?”Cynthia nodded.“Yes.”A slow smirk appeared on Damien’s face.For a second, Cynthia wondered what exactly she had agreed to.But Damien didn't say anything suggestive. Instead, he leaned back against the couch and looked at her with an almost amused expression.“Then come here.”Cynthia blinked.“Where?”“Here.”He gestured toward the space beside him.She hesitated for only a moment before moving closer.Damien opened his arms.“I want you to cuddle me.”Cynthia stared at him.“That’s all?”“That’s what I want.”She couldn't help smiling.“You made it sound like something much more serious.”Damien raised an eyebrow.“You're the one who said you'd do anything.”She shook her head, laughing quietly.“You're impossible.”“And yet you're still here.”Cynthia sat beside him, and after a moment, she rested her head against his chest.Damien wrapped an arm around her.The familiar position should have felt ordinary by now.It didn't.Something about tonight was diffe