Todos los capítulos de A Second Chance For The Billionaire: Capítulo 51 - Capítulo 60

The restaurant was discreet, hidden on a narrow street, with a simple façade and windows covered by red curtains. I always chose places like this—where no one paid too much attention. The muffled sound of conversations, cutlery clinking against plates, the smell of olive oil and grilled meat… everything blended together, creating the perfect environment for conversations that shouldn't exist.My contact was already there, at one of the back tables. Ernesto was never late—he was a man who knew the value of punctuality, especially when dealing with someone like me. He nodded discreetly when he saw me come in.I walked over to him, my dark overcoat still damp from the light rain falling outside. I sat down, unhurriedly, and signaled to the waiter. I ordered a double whiskey, no ice. I need

The day dawned differently. I could feel it from the moment I opened my eyes. The scent of Manu's perfume still lingered on the pillow beside me, the same one that had accompanied me throughout the night—and that, somehow, had made me sleep in peace for the first time in years.While I had my coffee, I looked again at the ultrasound envelope on the table. The small outline printed in black and white was almost unrecognizable to an outsider, but to me… it was proof that something inside me still knew how to love.I tucked the ph

The sun was already beginning to set when I left the company building, my phone still warm in my palm. The call from that man echoed in my head, every word laced with an arrogance that deeply irritated me. A supposed police officer asking for information about Manu… but with no valid ID, no badge number, not even mentioning an official investigation. It was obvious something was wrong—and I already knew exactly who was behind it. Roger.I drove straight to the building where I live, without even stopping at home first. I called the head of the security team, asking for an immediate meeting. When I arrived at the front desk, three of my best men were already waiting for me, dressed in black, alert and at attention. I greeted them with a brief nod and stepped into the service elevator, carrying with me the growing feeling that I was on an invisible countdown&mdas

The constant sound of keyboards and phones at the police station was almost comforting. Almost. Because that day, every noise seemed to pierce through my patience like a blade. The routine of investigations, the piles of reports, the reheated coffee… none of that mattered. All I could think about was Manu.She had disappeared from my life like a ghost. And the more time passed, the more that absence gnawed at me from the inside. But today, I was closer than ever to finding her.I leaned over my desk, adjusting my badge in my shirt pocket and opening the police internal system. The information I was about to search for had nothing to do with the case officially on my desk—a drug trafficking investigation in Camden Town. It was just the perfect excuse.I typed his name: Ravi Bonetti.The cursor blinked on the screen for long seconds, until a sequence of records appeared. I held my breath. It was him. The same name the idiot private investigator had given me a few days ago. The same man

London's shy sun filtered through the clouds, and I took a deep breath, trying to remember what the air outside the penthouse felt like. It felt like ages since I'd last left home—long enough that every step today felt like a small victory.Rose, always attentive, was by my side, while Carlos, the security guard assigned by Ravi, walked a few steps ahead. He was tall, imposing, and had the kind of gaze that seemed to spot dangers even in the calmest shadows."Excited?" Rose asked, as we entered the furniture store.I smiled softly, touching my belly, which was beginning to grow rounder. "I think so. It's been a while since I've done something like this... normal."She laughed softly