Todos los capítulos de His Billionaire Twin Took His Place: Capítulo 61 - Capítulo 70

AVAYA ELARA DAWSON’S POVNakatitig sa akin si Damien habang nakakulong ako sa pagitan ng dalawang braso niya. His chest was heaving, and the pulse on his neck was beating erratic and hard. His dark eyes swirled with a terrifying mix of protective rage, possessiveness, and an underlying fear—fear of losing the only woman who had managed to pierce through his cold, impenetrable heart."Damien, look at me," pabulong kong pakiusap. I raised both of my hands, gently cupping his sharp, tense jawline. I rubbed my thumbs against his cheekbones, forcing him to ground himself in my touch. "I don't know Julian Montenegro. Ngayon ko lang siya nakita sa buong buhay ko."Technically, it wasn't a lie. Ngayon ko lang naman talaga nakaharap ang pinsan o kapatid ko sa dugo.Damien leaned into my touch for a split second, closing his eyes as he let out a harsh, shaky breath. "He was looking at you like you belonged to him, Elara. And it's taking every ounce of my sanity not to blow his head off right no

DAMIEN GRAYSON’S POVAng malamig na hangin sa loob ng master bedroom ang unang gumising sa akin.Out of habit, kusa kong inabot ang kabilang dulo ng napakalaking kama, expecting my hand to wrap around Avaya’s small, warm waist. Gusto ko sanang hilahin ang malambot niyang katawan pabalik sa dibdib ko kagaya ng ginagawa ko gabi-gabi.Pero walang tao. Malamig at walang buhay ang silid.Biglang namulat ang mga mata ko. The pale moonlight filtered through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows of the penthouse, casting long, eerie shadows across the silent room."Elara?" pabulong kong tawag. My voice was thick and raspy from sleep.Walang sumagot.Mabilis akong naupo sa kama, my predatory senses instantly going on red alert. Tumayo ako at ginagalugad ang buong kwarto. I checked the en-suite bathroom—malamig ang sink at patay ang mga ilaw. Walked straight into the walk-in closet, the living area, the private kitchen, and even out to the windy balcony."Elara!" sigaw ko. My booming voice echoed

AVAYA ELARA DAWSON’S POV"Avaya, stay behind us!" sigaw ni Julian Jr. habang mabilis na binubunot ang kanyang nakatagong baril mula sa ilalim ng blazer niya.Ang mga Montenegro security guards na nakatayo sa loob ng study room ay mabilis na humilera sa harap ng matandang si Julian Sr. Their assault rifles were already raised, aimed directly at the grand double doors of the penthouse hallway.Nayanig ang buong sahig. BANG! BANG! BANG!Ang tunog ng sunod-sunod na putok ng baril at panggigiba ng pinto mula sa ibabang palapag ay mabilis na umaakyat patungo sa amin. Siren, screams, and breaking glass echoed throughout the Grand Sovereign Hotel. Damien was clearing every single obstacle with absolute, lethal force.Napakuyom ang mga kamay ko. My mind was screaming. If Damien steps into this room right now, magkakaroon ng madugong barilan. The Montenegro guards were armed to the teeth, at ang lolo ko ay hindi rin basta-basta susuko. Somebody would die—and I couldn't let it be Damien."Wag ni

AVAYA ELARA DAWSON’S POVPagkauwi namin sa penthouse mula sa Grand Sovereign Hotel, hindi na ako hinayaan ni Damien na lumayo sa tabi niya kahit isang metro.He didn't sleep. Nakaupo lang siya sa gilid ng malaking kama habang nakasandal ako sa dibdib niya, his strong arms wrapped around my waist like unbreakable steel chains. Mararamdaman ko ang bawat paghinga niya at ang mabigat na tibok ng puso niya laban sa likod ko. The way he held me wasn't just sweet—it was possessive, almost suffocating. Parang natatakot siyang sa sandaling pumikit siya o lumuwag ang hawak niya, maglalaho ulit ako na parang bula sa gitna ng gabi."Damien, kailangan kong uminom ng tubig," pabulong kong sabi habang hinahawakan ang mga kamay niyang nakalingkis sa tiyan ko."I'll have the butler bring it up," he rasped out near my ear, his lips brushing against my skin, sending a familiar shiver down my spine. "You're staying right here, Elara."Natawa ako nang mahina, leaning back against him. "Masyado ka namang p

AVAYA ELARA DAWSON’S POVThe blinding flashes of cameras exploded like white lightning the exact second the matte-black Maybach pulled up to the Grand Sovereign Conservatory’s red carpet entrance.Dozens of high-society journalists, paparazzi, and broadcast crews were held back by heavy velvet ropes and two lines of private security. Ang buong lugar ay nagkaka-gulo. The air was thick with the deafening noise of shutters clicking and reporters shouting at the top of their lungs, all hungry for a single reaction following yesterday's explosive media leaks."Stay close to me, Elara," Damien rasped out as the chauffeur opened the door.He stepped out first, adjusting his black tuxedo jacket. The moment his polished leather shoes touched the carpet, the crowd went wild. Dahan-dahan niyang inabot ang kamay niya sa loob ng kotse. I placed my gloved hand in his, slipping out into the cool night air.The flashing lights intensified by a hundredfold."Miss Dawson! Is it true that you’re secretl