The Billionaire behind the Silver Mask のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 6

One of the men noticed me first. "Miss Hart?" I met his gaze and the others looked my way too.I didn't answer. I brushed past him and reached for the ICU door but a firm hand caught my arm. "I'm sorry," he said quietly. "The doctors are still inside."I pulled against his grip. "Let me go. My father is in there." His hand fell away, but he remained where he was. There was sympathy in his eyes, and I already hated it."You shouldn't..."Before he could finish, the ICU doors swung open. Two nurses hurried out, pushing an empty stretcher and the doctor followed, pulling off a pair of gloves.His gaze settled on me. "Family of Mr. Victor Hart?"I stepped forward immediately. "I'm his daughter."The doctor glanced over me, taking in my rain-soaked clothes that were only beginning to dry before nodding."You may see him, but only for a minute. He needs complete rest, so please don't let him speak for long."I was already moving before he finished. The room was brightly lit, yet it felt str

The drive to Blackwood Manor passed in complete silence.I sat beside Daniel Reeves with the leather folder resting on my lap. Daniel had not said anything to me since we left the hospital. Perhaps he understood there were no words that could make any of this easier. Or he had simply run out of them. Ashcroft City disappeared behind us and before long, quiet roads shaded by old trees came in view. At last, the car slowed. I looked up and saw a pair of towering wrought-iron gates with silver crest in the center of each one. Two uniformed security officers stepped forward immediately. They weren't dressed like ordinary guards. Their movements were sharp and disciplined like the military. One of them leaned toward the driver's window before the gates began to open with a low groan. I frowned. What kind of family needed security like this? The car rolled through. Beyond the gates, a stone driveway led toward the manor. White camellias lined both sides, their petals stirring in the

"First."He held my gaze. "You will never attempt to remove my mask."I stared at him."Second."He took his hand of the table and leaned back on the chair. "You will never enter the East Wing." There was no threat in his voice. Only certainty.My eyes narrowed and I wanted to ask him the reason why but I already knew I won't get a response.He must have noticed. "Got something to say?" I hesitated then shook my head. "No."He studied me briefly before he continued."Third."His eyes never left mine. "You will never fall in love with me."For a second, I thought I had misheard him. Then a short, disbelieving laugh escaped me."Trust me."I met his gaze without flinching. "That's never going to happen."Arthur cleared his throat softly, though whether from discomfort or amusement, I couldn't tell. Adonis's expression remained unreadable behind the silver mask."I'm glad we're in agreement."He rose from his chair. "Mrs. Harper will show you to your room."Without another word, he turn