Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Billionaire's Dangerous Obsession I Escaped But He Found: Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

The house on the outskirts of Nightvale had grown quieter with each passing day.Martha did her best. She cooked their favorite meals macaroni and cheese cut into star shapes, pancakes with chocolate chip smiles, fruit arranged in rainbow patterns on their plates. She read them stories and let them stay up past their bedtime and answered their questions with all the patience she could muster.But she couldn't answer the only question that mattered.Where is Mommy?Chloe had stopped asking out loud. She had moved past tears into a quiet, watchful stillness that was somehow more alarming than her sobbing had been. She carried her bunny mask everywhere now, clutching it against her chest like a talisman. She ate when she was told to eat. She slept when she was told to sleep. But the spark that had made her Chloe the mischief, the laughter, the endless negotiations had dimmed to a flicker.Liam had appointed himself the man of the house. He helped Martha set the table. He reminded Chloe t

The Ferri mansion was dark and silent when David returned home.He had failed. Again. His son had dismissed him like a servant, and now his wife couldn't look at him without disappointment in her eyes. He had spent decades building an empire, and he couldn't even protect one girl from the monster he had created.He sat in his study for a long time, staring at the photograph of his first wife on the mantle. May. Leonardo's mother. The woman whose death had started all of this."I'm sorry," he whispered to her ghost. "I'm sorry for everything."Then he made a decision.The next morning, he drove to a part of Nightvale he rarely visited anymore. A quiet neighborhood, far from the glittering towers of the financial district. A small house with a well-tended garden and a front porch where an elderly woman sat rocking in her chair.May's mother. Leonardo's grandmother. The only person in the world whose opinion Leonardo still cared about."David." The old woman looked up at him with sharp,

Mama Rosa's house sat at the end of a winding country road, far from the glass towers and polished streets of Nightvale's financial district. It was a small, weathered home with ivy crawling up the stone walls and a garden that smelled of rosemary and thyme. The kind of place that had remained unchanged for decades while the rest of the world transformed around it.Leonardo's black Bugatti Chiron pulled up the gravel driveway, and the sound of crunching stones announced his arrival before he even stepped out of the car. The front door swung open before he could knock."Leonardo."Mama Rosa stood in the doorway, a small woman bent slightly with age, her silver hair pulled back in a neat bun, her dark eyes as sharp as they had been when she was young. She was one of the few people in the world who looked at Leonardo Ferri and saw not the billionaire CEO, not the most powerful man in Veridia, but simply her grandson. The boy who had once cried in her lap after his mother's funeral."Gran

Leonardo sat back in his chair and stared at the broken woman standing before him. Her bare feet left faint red prints on the marble floor. Her dress hung in tatters. Her face was a mask of exhaustion, tears, and terror.Something shifted in his expression. Something unreadable."Sit," he commanded.Sophia didn't move. Her legs were trembling so badly she wasn't sure she could move even if she wanted to.Leonardo snapped his fingers at one of the maids hovering near the doorway. "The first aid kit. Now."The maid scurried away and returned moments later with a large white box. Leonardo rose from his chair, crossed to Sophia, and before she could flinch away, he scooped her into his arms. She was too weak to resist, too drained to do anything but let her head fall against his chest as he carried her to the couch.He set her down with surprising gentleness and knelt before her. He opened the first aid kit and began pulling out supplies antiseptic wipes, cotton pads, bandages, tweezers f

The door opened without a knock.Sophia was sitting on the edge of the bed, her bandaged feet dangling above the floor, her eyes fixed on the window. She had been watching the sunrise paint the sky in shades of rose and gold, wondering if her children were watching the same sky. Wondering if they were safe. Wondering if she would ever see them again.She didn't turn when she heard his footsteps. She didn't flinch when the door clicked shut behind him. She had learned, over the past weeks, that flinching only encouraged him."Little shadow."Leonardo's voice was calm. Too calm. The calm of a man who had made a decision and was at peace with it.Sophia finally turned her head. He was standing in the center of the room, still in his suit from the night before, his sleeves rolled up, the white bandage on his hand a stark reminder of her escape attempt. His eyes were tired but clear. Whatever storm had been brewing inside him seemed to have settled into something cold and still."I have so