Todos os capítulos de Nora and Her Unexpected Billionaire : Capítulo 61 - Capítulo 70

Nora woke up slowly as the first quiet rays of dawn filtered through the curtains. The room was cool, a contrast to the soft warmth wrapped around her. She shifted slightly, noticing the heavy weight of Arlo’s arm pulled securely over her waist, pinning her gently to the mattress. She carefully adjusted his arm to check her phone. The screen lit up in the dim room: 6:30 AM. She turned back to face him, propping her head up with one hand. This morning, Arlo looked entirely different. His dark hair was slightly messy, falling across his forehead in loose strands. Nora stared at his face for a while, watching the steady, slow rise and fall of his chest. She raised her hand, her fingers moving through the quiet space between them. She lightly traced the sharp line of his jawline, the softness of his hair, and then let her fingertips linger over the tiny, light scar running across his cheekbone. He didn't move. Seeing that he was still deep asleep, Nora quietly untangled herself from

The award night ended early for them. Arlo ignored the crowd of people persuading him to stay for the after-party. He simply delivered a refusal, guiding Nora back to the waiting car. They stepped into the hotel’s private elevator, and stood opposite each other, leaning against the walls on both sides of the elevator. The overhead lights caught the sharp angles of Arlo’s face, making his hazel eyes look incredibly bright. Arlo looked down at her feet. "Do your feet hurt this time?" Nora shook her head, a soft smile touching her lips. "No. Not at all." "Good." Nora tilted her head, watching him. "You bought me these shoes because you knew they wouldn't hurt as much, didn't you?" "Yes," Arlo nodded, his gaze steady on hers. Nora laughed softly, as she whispered, "Mission accomplished, I guess." A quiet, heavy silence settled between them as the elevator continued its climb. Nora couldn't help thinkin

Arlo's phone had been ringing all morning. The first time, he ignored it. The second time, he glanced at the screen before turning it facedown on the conference table. By the fourth call, even Ben had started noticing. They were sitting across from a group of investors in one of the private conference rooms, discussing the final terms of a deal that had taken weeks to negotiate. Arlo had barely looked away from the documents in front of him, but the constant vibration of his phone was beginning to become impossible to ignore. When it rang again, he finally picked it up and handed it to his PA. “Handle whatever it is outside,” Arlo murmured. His PA nodded and stepped outside with the phone. The meeting continued. It took another two hours before they finally reached an agreement, and by the time Arlo walked out of the conference room, the sun was already high above the city. He and Ben stopped for lunch at a quiet restaurant nearby, taking a table in the corner where they could

It took a long time to get the hair out. Arlo worked patiently beneath the bright overhead light, carefully untangling each fine strand from the metal teeth of the zipper. Nora sat perfectly still on the edge of the bed, her breathing slow as the minutes ticked by.“Are you sure you know what you're doing?”“Yes.”“You've been saying that for twenty minutes.”“It’s working, though, isn’t it?” he said, laughing softly.Nora rolled her eyes.“I'm beginning to regret this dress,” she sighed.“You'll regret it more if you move and I accidentally pull half your hair out.”She immediately went still again.“Fine.”Arlo smiled faintly and returned his attention to the zipper.As he was about to finish the final knot, Arlo's hands slowed. The pulled fabric exposed a long, pale scar running vertically down her spine, starting at the base of her neck and extending toward her shoulder blades. Unconsciously, Arlo reached out, his thumb lightly tracing the raised line of the old wound.Nora flinch

The building looked exactly as she remembered it from the last time she had visited JJ's office, but something about it felt different now. There were fewer people around, and the usual movement near the entrance was strangely absent. She adjusted the strap of her bag and walked toward the door. Maybe he was inside. Maybe he was simply refusing to answer her calls. She climbed the short flight of stairs and stopped in front of the office door before knocking. Nothing. Nora knocked again, harder this time. “JJ?” she called out, pressing her ear against the wood. Silence. Nora reached for the handle. The moment she turned it, the door opened immediately. “JJ?” She took a step inside and froze, her breath catching in her throat. The entire place had been completely trashed and turned upside down. “What. The. Hell?” she muttered as she looked around. Shattered glass from broken frames glinted across the floorboards. Metal filing cabinets had been forcefully pried open, their co