Reclaimed by the Billionaire
The anticipation of meeting Jonathan made my heart pound.
"Look at this place," I said, glancing at the eerily quiet house. "It seems deserted. He won’t even know we’re here." Before James could object further, I marched up to the door and rang the bell.
"What are you doing, Bella? If you keep ringing the doorbell, everyone will wake up," James hissed, his tone exasperated.
"There aren’t any neighbors in this area, so stop worrying," I snapped. Frustration bubbled inside me as Jonathan didn’t respond. After ringing the bell multiple times without success, I kicked the door in anger. To my surprise, it flew open with a loud creak.
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