Todos los capítulos de THE BILLIONAIRE WHO CAME CRAWLING BACK: Capítulo 21 - Capítulo 25

THE SUBWAY Part OneAlexander didn't know she had been there.He finished the page he was working on at five fifty-five, saved it, and rubbed his eyes. It was still dark outside. His feet hurt. He had walked forty minutes to get here, because a cab was too expensive and he hadn't yet figured out the subway.He looked down at his shoes. The left one had a small hole in the sole."Right," he said to the empty floor. "Enough."He took out his phone and opened the map. It showed a red line and a green line and a blue one, all tangled like string.He stared at it for a long time.The next morning he left the hotel at five. It was still dark. The station was a block away, down a flight of dirty stairs that smelled like rain and metal.He stopped in front of a machine.It had a screen. It had a slot. It had a lot of buttons and none of them said what he needed."Single ride," he read out loud. "Unlimited. Reduced fare. Refill." He frowned. "What does refill mean?""It means you put money on

VICTORIA Part One"Hello, Alexander."He didn't answer right away. Rain dripped from the edge of the awning and landed in a dark line on the pavement."Victoria.""You look tired.""I've had a long day.""I can see that." Her eyes moved over his coat, his shoes, the bag over his shoulder. She did it quickly, the way she'd always looked at a room. "You look like you've been running.""Something like that.""May I?"She tilted her umbrella to make space. He stepped under the awning but stayed an arm's length away."How did you find me?" he asked."It wasn't hard.""Nobody knows I'm here.""I asked around." She smiled a little. "People like to talk to me. You know that.""What do you want?""Can't I just want to see you?""No."She laughed softly. It was her real laugh, light and quick, and for a second it reminded him of the early days, before the galas and the guest lists and the careful way they had always spoken to each other.Then it stopped."All right," she said. "I'll be honest.

LATE NIGHT Part OneAcross the city, Mia was still at her desk.It was nine o'clock. The floor outside her office had gone dark an hour ago. She had a spreadsheet open on one screen, an email draft on the other, and a cold cup of tea that she had forgotten about at five.She rubbed her eyes and kept typing.A knock came at the glass."Mia."She didn't look up. "I'm busy.""I can see that.""Then you know.""I brought food."That made her look up.Ethan stood in the doorway with a paper bag in one hand and a drink carrier in the other. He had taken off his tie. His sleeves were rolled up. He looked like he'd been there as long as she had, which he probably had."What kind of food?""The kind from the place on Fifty-Second.""The noodles?""The noodles."She closed her laptop halfway. "You're a bad influence.""You're welcome."He came in, cleared a space on the desk without being asked, and set out two containers. The smell filled the room, garlic and ginger and something sweet. Her s