Semua Bab The Billionaire Brother Was Never My Enemy : Bab 1 - Bab 10

Amelia's POVThat very evening, I had changed my mind about meeting Damon Blackwood couple of times. I was totally curious and now remembered he was Raven's brother.I had decided that a billionaire inviting a heartbroken woman to dinner was either a generous gesture or the beginning of a very expensive mistake.I almost cancelled and said wasn't going. Then I remembered Gavi's face when he announced his engagement, as if three years of my life were nothing worth mentioning.I wasn't going to let that man make me afraid of every opportunity that came my way. So I put on my blue dress, fixed my hair, and left my apartment.The restaurant Damon had chosen overlooked the city. Everything from the polished floors to the quiet music suggested that ordinary people came here only when they had something worth celebrating.I was beginning to wonder whether getting a job interview counted. A waiter led me to a corner table. Damon stood when I approached.He looked so different from the man wh

Damon's POVAt ten thirty the next morning, Amelia Hart walked into my office carrying a folder and the expression of a woman prepared to fight a war. I liked her already.“Good morning,” I said. “Let's not waste time pretending this is a normal meeting.” She dropped the folder onto my desk.I glanced through it. “Should I be worried?” “Read it and find out.” I opened the folder. The first page contained a list of conditions written in neat handwriting.Separate bedrooms, financial independence, no interference in personal decisions, no physical intimacy without mutual consent. And at the end, underlined twice, was one final condition.When the year ends, I'm walk away away.I looked up at her. “You've been busy.” “I had a sleepless night, thanks to you.”“I'm sorry my marriage proposal ruined your beauty sleep.” “Don't flatter yourself, Blackwood.” I laughed. She did not.“All right,” I said, putting the papers down. “Let's negotiate.”“Good. First, I want to know exactly what I'm g

Amelia's POV“If she thinks I'm going to let this marriage happen, she doesn't know me at all.”Gavi's threat followed me as I walked away from the terrace.For once, I didn't look back.Three years of loving that man, supporting his dreams, and believing we were building a future together. Now he was engaged to another woman, yet he still couldn't stand the thought of me choosing someone else. How selfish could one man be?“Amelia.”Damon stood a few steps away.“Are you ready to leave?” he asked.I nodded.He walked beside me toward the entrance. Just before we reached the door, the back of his hand brushed mine.It was barely a touch, probably accidental, but I noticed it immediately. My fingers almost moved toward his before I caught myself. I had spent the evening trying to convince myself that this arrangement was nothing more than a practical decision. I didn't need to start noticing things like the warmth of his skin.Neither of us mentioned it.Outside, the night air was cold

Amelia's POVMy name looked strange at the top of the proposal prepared by me.For three years, my work had appeared beneath Gavi’s name. He had stood in meeting rooms explaining figures I had calculated and ideas I had developed, while I sat nearby telling myself that our turn would come.There had never been an our. Only his. I pressed save before I could start feeling sorry for myself.“You’ve been staring at that page for ten minutes.”Damon stood beside the coffee machine, already dressed for work. His tie was still loose, and he carried two mugs.What are you working on?I turned the laptop so he could see. “Wrenford Hotels has an open call for consultants. They want a new guest-retention strategy for their boutique properties. I’m proposing a thirty-day pilot at one location before expanding the project.”He glanced over the first page. “That sounds more sensible than asking them to commit six months immediately.”“I came to that conclusion after someone pointed it out.”“I hop

Amelia's POVBy the time I returned to the Blackwood residence, I had replayed my conversation with Sebastian Cross several times. Especially the part where I told him I had prepared the work Gavi presented as his own.I kept remembering the look on his face when he realised I had been more than an assistant standing quietly behind my former boyfriend. I wondered what he would tell Gavi, whether he would mention our conversation, and whether Gavi would even care.Then I reminded myself that none of those questions mattered as much as what I had done. The very first time i spoke about my work without protecting Gavi’s reputation. I had not insulted him or tried to make myself look better by making him look worse. I just simply told the truth.And somehow, that felt like a bigger victory than I had expected.I set my bag on the bedroom chair and changed into a comfortable dress. My presentation notes were still inside the bag, along with the business card Nora Ellis had given me after