Lahat ng Kabanata ng THE BILLIONAIRE'S DIRTY SECRET: A FORBIDDEN SECOND CHANCE: Kabanata 111 - Kabanata 118

MIDNIGHT VISITORNOELLE'S POVThe door clicked shut behind Liana, and the silence that followed was deafening.I stood frozen in the middle of my living room, my heart hammering against my ribs so violently I could feel it in my throat. My hands were shaking. My legs felt weak. The apartment, which had always felt like my safe space, now felt violated.She had been here.In my home.In the middle of the fucking night.I replayed the last few minutes in my head on loop. Liana’s calm voice turning into pure venom. The way her eyes had gone wild. The threats. The smile. That terrifying, broken smile right before she stepped forward and hugged me. A quick, tight hug like we were old friends, her breath hot against my ear as she whispered, “Think about what I said.”“Oh and nice apartment.” She said with a smile. Then she pulled back, smiled sweetly again, and left.Just like that.I stumbled backward until my back hit the wall and slid down to the floor. Milo jumped off the couch and cam

BACK TO REALITYNOELLE'S POVThe morning light in Roman’s penthouse felt different from the warm Caribbean sun I had grown used to over the past two weeks. It was sharper, filtering through the floor-to-ceiling windows and casting long shadows across the minimalist furniture. I stood in front of the full-length mirror in the guest bedroom, adjusting the collar of my blouse and smoothing down my black skirt. The familiar work uniform felt both comforting and constricting at the same time.Roman leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed over his broad chest, watching me with a deep frown etched between his brows. He hadn’t slept much last night. I could tell from the dark circles under his eyes and the tension in his shoulders. He had stayed on the couch the entire night, refusing to go to his own bed.“I still don’t like this,” he said, voice low and rough with reluctance. “You don’t have to go back today. Take more time. The company can survive without you for a few more days. Liana

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SIXTEEN: PROOF IN ACTIONSROMAN'S POVI hadn’t slept properly in days, but for the first time in weeks, I felt like I was moving in the right direction.The morning after Noelle agreed to give me a chance, I woke up at five. and started making calls before the sun even rose. No more waiting. No more excuses. If I wanted her back, I had to show her through actions, not just words.First call: My lawyer.“Richard, file the emergency restraining order against Liana Voss today. I want it served by noon. Include Noelle Carter as a protected party. Spare no expense. I want police enforcement if she comes anywhere near her or me.”Next: The private security firm.“Double the detail around Noelle’s building and my penthouse. Add facial recognition for Liana. If she shows up, detain and call the authorities immediately. Send me hourly reports.”By nine a.m., I had attended my first therapy session, a virtual one with a highly recommended trauma specialist. I was honest

SIX HOURS OF SILENCEROMAN'S POVSix hours.It had been six fucking hours since Noelle’s last message.I sat on the edge of my bed in the penthouse, staring at my phone screen like it held the answers to the universe. The message stared back at me, timestamped at six twelve in the evening.Noelle: Heading out now. See you soon.That was it. Nothing after that. No “I’m home.” No “Traffic is bad.” No heart emoji like she sometimes sent when she was thinking of me.I had called her twelve times already. Every single one went straight to voicemail. Her voice on the recording. The calm, professional, the one she used for work felt like a knife twisting in my chest.Something was wrong. Something was terribly wrong.“Noelle, it’s me again. Please call me back. I’m starting to get worried. Just let me know you’re okay.”I hung up and dropped the phone on the bed, dragging my hands through my hair. My heart hadn’t stopped racing since the fifth unanswered call. Something was wrong. Deeply, ho