Alle Kapitel von The Billionaire That Couldn’t Let Her Go: Kapitel 11 – Kapitel 20

CHAPTER ELEVEN: I’M SCAREDSERENA'S POV“What?” I whispered, my voice barely coming out.Caspian’s hands came around from behind me and settled on my breasts. He squeezed them firmly through the thin fabric of my dress. The pressure made me gasp. In the full-length mirror in front of us, our eyes met. His grey eyes stared straight into mine like he could see every secret I was trying to hide. It felt like he was looking into my soul. My heart raced so fast I could hear it in my ears.He started undressing me slowly while still staring at me in the mirror. His fingers found the zipper at the back of my dress and pulled it down. The sound was quiet but it made my skin tingle. The fabric loosened and slipped off my shoulders. He pushed it lower until it hung around my waist. My strapless bra was the only thing covering my chest now. His hands went back to my breasts, squeezing and kneading them with slow, deliberate pressure. My nipples hardened under his touch.Then his hands moved down

CHAPTER THIRTEEN: SOMETHING SOFTCASPIAN'S POVI stayed with her.I didn’t plan to. When we first arrived at the hospital, I only meant to make sure Serena was safe and that the doctor had everything under control. But the moment I saw her face when she held her brother’s hand, something inside me refused to leave. I couldn't bare to leave her alone.I stood near the wall of Lucas’s room for a long time. Serena sat on the edge of the bed, talking to him in a soft voice I had never heard before. She brushed his hair back. She smiled even when her eyes looked tired. She kept telling him everything would be okay.I watched her.This was a different Serena. Not the woman who cursed me in bed. Not the woman who glared at me across the dinner table. This version was gentle, protective and full of love so pure it made my chest feel tight.Helena’s voice tried to push into my head again. Emotions are weaknesses. Attachment destroys men like us.I pushed the voice away.Hours passed. Nurses

CHAPTER FIFTEEN: I’M LOOKING AT FOODSERENA'S POVI didn’t plan to go to his office.After the strange, heavy silence that followed Nathan’s call the day before, he didn't come back home yesterday. He stayed at the house near the company. The house felt too quiet. Caspian had been distant in a way that made my stomach twist. He was sweet and then he's not. The softness from the hospital night was gone. Something had shifted, and I didn’t know what it was.So I made lunch.It was a simple decision. I cooked something light, packed it carefully, and told myself I was only being practical. He had stayed with me the whole night at the hospital. He had driven me home. The least I could do was bring him food.I didn’t admit to myself that I just wanted to see him. And I missed him. Not really. Maybe a little.The Laurent International building was tall and cold from the outside. I had been here before, but never like this. Never coming in alone or walking in as his wife with a bag of homema

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN: ONE MILLIONCASPIAN'S POVI was in the middle of a conversation with two investors from Singapore when the air in the room changed.I felt it before I saw her.My eyes moved past the man’s shoulder toward the entrance of the grand hall, and there she was.Serena.She stepped into the light wearing the emerald gown I had sent to the house. The fabric clung to her body in a way that made every other woman in the room fade. The plunging neckline revealed the soft curve of her breasts without being vulgar. A simple diamond pendant rested against her skin. Her long brown hair was styled in loose waves that framed her face perfectly.My breath hitched. And the conversation with the men forgotten.I had seen her in many dresses. I had taken many of them off her. But something about this moment felt different. She looked like she belonged here and like she didn’t belong here at the same time. The combination made my chest tighten.Then she turned to speak to one of the even

CHAPTER NINETEEN: LITTLE LIARSERENA'S POVAlmost an hour had passed.I couldn’t sit still.I paced the length of the bedroom for what felt like the hundredth time, the soft carpet muffling my steps. The robe I wore over my nightwear sweeping against the rug. was still on me. I had showered, changed and yet he was still in there with her. Every few minutes I stopped at the window, then at the door, then back at the bed again. My mind kept replaying the same images: Vivian standing in front of the mansion like she belonged there, the file in her hand, the mocking glance she had given me, and the way Caspian had simply said “Let’s go in and make it quick.”Make it quick.It had not been quick.I checked the time again. Fifty-seven minutes. Almost a full hour since they disappeared into his study. What could possibly take that long? What was in that file? Why did her father need to send something through her instead of through normal business channels?The longer I waited, the more unset