The Billionaire's debt of honor의 모든 챕터: 챕터 1 - 챕터 4

The penthouse was a glass-and-marble fortress suspended above Manhattan, cold and beautiful and utterly silent except for the hum of the city far below, and Elara stood in the center of the living room with her bare feet sinking into a white rug that probably cost more than her father's gambling debts, her reflection ghostly in the floor-to-ceiling windows—pale, hollow-eyed, her torn dress clinging to her body like a second skin.She didn't remember falling asleep or getting here, only fragments—the auction, the chaos, the rooftop, his hand on her back—and now this cage made of glass and marble and money, the city sprawling below her like a sea of lights and movement oblivious to what she'd become. She walked to the window, pressed her forehead against the cold glass, let it ground her, let it remind her that she was still here, still breathing, still alive, the cold real and the glass real while the rest of it felt like a nightmare she couldn't wake from.Behind her, Sebastian was sp

The darkness lasted for three seconds that felt like hours. Elara stood frozen, the photo still clutched in her hand, her breath trapped in her chest, her ears straining for sound. She could hear her own heartbeat, loud and frantic, and she could hear Sebastian's breathing—steady, controlled, the breathing of a man who had been in the dark before. Then the lights came back on. She blinked, her eyes adjusting, and she saw him standing in front of her, his body angled toward the door, his hand reaching for something in his jacket. He was still, listening, waiting. The hallway was silent. He moved slowly toward the doorway, his footsteps silent on the marble, and she watched him peer into the darkness beyond. He was still for a long moment, his jaw tight, his eyes scanning, and then he turned back to her. "Nothing," he said. "They're gone." "They," she repeated, and her voice was hoarse. "Who were they?" He didn't answer. He walked back to the desk, set the file down, and looked a