Todos os capítulos de His Billionaire Twin Took His Place: Capítulo 51 - Capítulo 60

AVAYA ELARA DAWSON’S POVMatapos kong maubos ang kape at ang kaunti mula sa tray na inihanda niya, dahan-dahan itong kinuha ni Damien at ipinatong sa side table. Ang buong silid ay muling nabalot ng isang klase ng katahimikan na hindi nakakailang, kundi puno ng nag-aapoy at nagbabagang emosyon.I was supposed to be completely on guard. Dapat pinapaalala ko sa sarili ko na siya ay isang Grayson—isang delikado at kalkuladong lalaki na ginamit pa ang sarili niyang kakambal para lang makuha ang gusto niya. Pero habang nakatitig ako sa kanya, habang nakikita ko ang paraan ng pagtingin niya sa akin na parang ako lang ang nag-iisang tao sa mundo niyang puno ng kadiliman... my defenses simply crumbled into dust."You're staring again, my sweet Elara," Damien murmured, his deep, velvet voice cutting through the quiet room. Isang mababa at nakakairitang guwapo na ngisi ang gumuhit sa kanyang mga labi. "Are you analyzing your next move, or are you finally accepting that you can't run away from m

AVAYA ELARA DAWSON’S POVNakatayo ako sa gilid ng napakalaking glass window ng Chairman’s Office sa top floor ng Grayson Tower. Suot ko ang isang tailored black power suit na may plunging neckline, paired with high-heeled pumps and deep red lipstick. Wala na ang inosente at madaling mabiktimang Avaya. Today, I was standing right beside Damien as his equal—his ruthless, impenetrable corporate partner.Dahan-dahan siyang lumapit mula sa likod ko. Damien was wearing an immaculate bespoke navy suit, looking every bit the cold, untouchable billionaire that the business world feared."Nervous, my sweet Elara?" pabulong niyang tanong. His large, warm hands slid around my waist, pulling me gently against his chest. Ipinatong niya ang baba niya sa balikat ko while staring at our reflection in the glass.I let out a soft, amused hum, leaning back into his solid heat. "Nervous? Please, Damien. After everything I went through with Damon and Ely, an old man throwing a temper tantrum in a boardroom

AVAYA ELARA DAWSON’S POVNakatayo ako sa gilid ng napakalaking floor-to-ceiling glass window sa Chairman’s office habang unt-unting naglalaho ang hapon at pinapalitan ng kulay purpura’t ginto ang skyline ng lungsod. Sa baba, alam kong nagkakagulo na ang media. The press was having a field day—ang balita tungkol sa pagpapatalsik kay Damon, ang pagbagsak ni Ely, at ang pagkakabunyag ng kanilang mga illegal offshore accounts ay mabilis na kumakalat sa bawat news outlet at social media platform.Nagawa ko na. Nakuha ko na ang hustisya at ganti na matagal kong pinagpuyatan.Pero habang nakatitig ako sa repleksyon ko sa salamin, naramdaman ko ang banayad na pagdampi ng dalawang mainit at malalaking palad sa aking baywang. Dahan-dahang humakbang si Damien mula sa likod ko, pulling my back tightly against his broad chest. Ipinatong niya ang kanyang baba sa balikat ko, letting out a deep, relaxed sigh that vibrated straight through my skin."What's on your mind, my sweet Elara?" pabulong niyan

AVAYA ELARA DAWSON’S POVNakatayo ako sa gilid ng malaking mahogany desk sa loob ng Chairman's Office sa Grayson Tower. I was pretending to review the endorsement proposals for the upcoming quarter, pero ang totoo, halos wala sa mga nakasulat sa papel ang pumapasok sa utak ko.Sa kabilang dulo ng mesa, nakaupo si Damien. He was deeply engrossed in a high-stakes video conference with European investors. Even while working, he exuded an aura of absolute command—his dark suit sharp, his jaw tight, and his deep voice smoothly executing multi-million dollar deals in fluent French and English.Occasionally, his dark eyes would flick toward me, making sure I was still within his sight. Bawat pagtatagpo ng mga mata namin, pinipilit kong magbigay ng banayad na ngiti upang hindi niya mapansin ang matinding kabog sa dibdib ko.Vibrate.Bahagyang yumugyog ang telepono ko sa ibabaw ng desk. Sinulyapan ko ang screen: UNREGISTERED NUMBER.My heart did a violent flip. Alam kong si Harrison 'to.Mabil

AVAYA ELARA DAWSON’S POVThe elevator ride down to the main executive lobby felt like a descent straight into hell.Sa gilid ko, nakatayo si Damien. His posture was rigid, his jaw set so tightly that a vein was visible on his neck. Armed security personnel accompanied us, pero alam kong hindi kailangan ni Damien ng proteksyon. His eyes were burning with pure, unadulterated hostility—the kind of murderous rage that usually ended with someone six feet under.Dahan-dahan niyang inabot ang kamay ko, lacing his long fingers firmly through mine. His grip was almost painfully tight, as if he was marking his territory before stepping into the battlefield."Stay right behind me, Elara," Damien rasped out, his voice dangerously low. "No matter what happens, do not leave my side.""Damien, please keep your head," pabulong kong pakiusap, using my free hand to gently touch his forearm. "We don't know why they're here yet. Don't let them bait you."He didn't answer. Instead, the elevator doors slid