All Chapters of Deadline:The Billionaire Who Loved Me On Borrowed Time: Chapter 11 - Chapter 15

"Aking ikamamatay kapag sinubukan kang agawin ng kahit sinong lalaki sa akin, Ciara."Nakatayo ako sa gilid ng madilim kong kwarto sa ikalawang palapag, nakadikit ang aking palad sa malamig na salamin ng bintana habang nakatitig sa ibaba. Sa gitna ng maagang liwanag ng umaga, nakaluhod si Ciara sa basang lupa ng hardin, nakasuot ng simpleng dilaw na shirt at nakalugay ang magulo niyang buhok habang nagtatanim ng mga kulay-oranyong bulaklak."Sir James, nakahanda na po ang sasakyan niyo papuntang headquarters," narinig kong wika ng aking bodyguard mula sa pinto."Cancel all my appointments today," malamig kong sagot nang hindi inilalayo ang aking tingin sa bakuran. "Ayokong umalis ng bahay habang nasa labas siya.""Pero naghihintay na po ang board of directors para sa quarterly medical evaluation review niyo...""Sabi ko ika-cancel, hindi ba?!" sigaw ko habang marahas na humaharap sa kanya, ang aking panga ay naninikit sa matinding inis. "Iwan mo ako. Walang sinumang papasok sa bakod n

"Bakit ba kailangan mong gawin ito, James? Hindi ako preso!" the sharp ring of Ciara's voice cuts through the quiet morning air of the estate gates like a fresh wound, echoing off the towering stone pillars that mark the perimeter of my isolated world.I clench my jaw so hard my back teeth ache, my knuckles turning stark white as I grip the cold iron rails of the security gate. I stare down at the young local vendor standing dangerously close to her, my chest constricting with a suffocating fury. The kid is holding a woven basket of fresh mangoes, flashing a goofy, nervous grin at Ciara that makes my blood boil hot and fast beneath my skin. My heart slams against my ribs, not just from the lingering shadow of the disease eating away at my organs, but from a blinding, possessive rage that whispers a dark, terrifying warning: Mine. Papatayin ko ang sinumang lumapit sa kanya. I didn't spend the last decade building an impregnable fortress just to watch some random punk flash a sweet smil

"Kailangan mong ubusin ang soup na ito, Kuya James, kasi galing pa ito sa paborito mong luto ni Mama noong bata pa tayo," the sweet, drippingly toxic voice of Andrea rings out across my private dining table, slicing through the tense air of the estate like a hidden blade.I sit rigidly in my high-backed leather chair, staring down at the steaming ceramic bowl of clear broth she has just personally ladled out for me. Andrea flashes a bright, sisterly smile, her eyes glittering with a sickeningly sweet warmth that has always masked the cold, calculating snake hiding underneath. She stands right beside my elbow, playing the part of the devoted, grieving step-sister who is deeply worried about my rapidly deteriorating health. But as I inhale the steam rising from the bowl, my internal organs begin to twist in violent agony, sending a searing wave of heat down my throat that feels less like nourishment and more like liquid fire burning straight through my stomach lining.My hand trembles s