Behind the Billionaire's Mask! Chapter 20 Victoria's POV "What are you doing here?" Caleb appeared suddenly in front of me, causing me to halt just in time to avoid a collision. The tension in the air was palpable, thick enough to cut with a knife. "And why do you care?" I shot back, my eyes narrowing into a death glare. Every part of me wanted to push past him, but he stood there, a wall I couldn't breach. "It's my wedding, so I should know why you are here," he replied, annoyance coating his words like a bitter aftertaste. I gritted my teeth, irritation bubbling beneath the surface. All I wanted was to catch a glimpse of Julian. Ever since I had arrived, my focus had been solely on him. When I saw him slip into the restroom, I seized the moment to nudge a guy toward Sophie, noting how his eyes lingered on her. I had expertly hidden myself away, determined not to draw attention. But then I saw Julian, the way he pulled Sophie out of the venue. Just when I thought I co
Chapter 21 PAST Victoria's POV "You are married to me. Why do you keep putting a watch on Julian?" Ethan burst out. "What do you mean? I never did," I replied defensively. "Then what's this?" He thrust a picture of Julian into my hands. I hadn’t seen this before. The person I had asked to keep an eye on Julian must have sent it, but why was he so careless? Couldn't he have made sure it reached me personally? "I... just...was..." I stuttered, grasping for words. "See? You don't know what to say. Let's get a divorce." He handed me the divorce papers, his expression cold and unyielding. I felt my heart drop. I can't lose Ethan; I love him. But I don’t want to lose Julian either. He’s mine, even if I don’t love him the way I love Ethan. "Ethan, when did you start planning this?" I asked, trying to regain some composure and look him in the eye. "You don’t need to know. Just sign it!" he snapped. "No, Ethan, I can't. Not after four years of marriage." I shook my head, feeling des
Chapter 22 Julian's POV What the hell had been wrong with me lately? I couldn’t shake this unsettling feeling that had taken root in my mind. Why was I suddenly so possessive of Sophie? It was as if a switch had flipped, and now, she occupied every corner of my thoughts. I tried to focus on the work in front of me—reports, deadlines, the endless stream of emails—but my concentration shattered like glass. Every time I glanced up from my screen, I found myself thinking of her. The way she laughed, the way her eyes sparkled when she was excited. It was maddening. "She loves someone!" I kept reminding myself. But who could this person be? The driver had only said she either went to Isabella's or the hospital. And only once in a while did she go salon and other fashion places. Or did she tell the driver to keep it from me? Just as I was about to lose myself in another spiral of thoughts, my phone buzzed, jolting me from my reverie. I glanced at the screen; it was Caleb.
Chapter 23 Victoria's POV We pulled up to the address Jaxon had given me, and my stomach twisted at the sight before me. The house stood in stark contrast to the life I was used to—its peeling paint, overgrown weeds, and the general air of neglect made it look like a relic from a different era. This wasn’t just an ordinary house; it was a symbol of everything I was trying to escape, a reminder of the kind of life I had no interest in leading. Jaxon parked the car, and we sat in silence, waiting for Alex to emerge. Minutes felt like hours as the tension in the car thickened. I could feel Jaxon’s gaze darting between the house and me, his concern palpable. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, I saw a figure step out of the house. Jaxon honked the horn, the sound piercing the stillness like a gunshot. The young man who had been inside hesitated, his brow furrowed with confusion as he ambled over, taking his time as if weighing the risks. “Alex?” I greeted him with a sm
Chapter 24 Sophie's POV I opened my eyes to the gentle morning rays streaming through the window, their warmth caressing my skin. Beside me, Julian was sleeping peacefully, his features relaxed and serene. The sight of him brought a smile to my face, a feeling of safety enveloping me. I had wanted him to touch me last night to bridge the distance that sometimes felt insurmountable between us, but he had gently insisted we get some rest instead. I couldn’t help but stare at his handsome face, tracing the contours with my eyes, and a warmth spread through me as I tried to recall where I might have seen him before because his face looks so familiar. Perhaps I had seen him on TV, or maybe he was just a figment of my dreams. After a moment of quietly admiring him, I slipped out of bed, careful not to wake him, and padded softly into my room. The cool tiles felt refreshing under my feet, grounding me in the reality of my life. I turned on the shower, letting the warm water cascade over
Chapter 25 Alex's POV I ran into the expressway, almost colliding with an oncoming car. “Watch your way, fool!” the driver yelled, his voice a mixture of anger and surprise. I barely registered his words; my mind was racing, consumed by everything that had just happened. I slumped down on a bench beside the bus terminal, the cold metal pressing uncomfortably against my back. The city was alive with the sounds of honking cars and chattering pedestrians, but all I could think about was Sophie. Just days ago, I had received those shocking pictures of her with her new so-called husband, and I had felt the ground shift beneath my feet. I had been utterly blindsided. What was I supposed to do? Confront her? I had chosen silence instead, hoping it would somehow protect me from the whirlwind of emotions threatening to swallow me whole. My thoughts drifted back to Stella, the woman I had chosen over Sophie. She had told me she suffered a miscarriage, a statement that had come with sor
Chapter 26 Victoria's POV "Alex is here, ma'am," Jaxon said, his tone neutral. "Send him in," I instructed, knowing that Alex doesn't have a choice than to come back to me. Alex entered shortly after, glancing around the sitting room before taking a seat opposite me. "Erhm..." he began, but I cut him off. "What were you thinking when you decided to go to Sophie's house? Do you honestly believe she would take you back? You are such a fool!" My words were sharp, a reflection of the frustration boiling inside me. Jenkins had informed me earlier that Alex had gone to Sophie, begging for her forgiveness, only to be sent away. "What!...how did you know?" His shock was palpable, eyes wide as if I had just revealed a deep secret. "You don't..." Before I could continue, Jaxon walked in again. "Julian is here, ma'am," he stated, a hint of urgency in his voice. "What! He's here? Why? What does he want?" Panic surged through me. "I don't know, ma'am. He will barge in if I stay longer
Chapter 27 Julian's POV I stepped out of Victoria's house and ripped the envelope into shreds. She had told a big lie to my grandfather spun so expertly that my grandfather had believed them without question. But I had managed to reveal the truth to him, and for that, I felt a flicker of satisfaction amidst the turmoil. Victoria was cunning, capable of doing anything to get what she wanted, but I swore I wouldn’t let her succeed this time. I wouldn’t allow her to hurt Sophie. I pulled my phone from the inner pocket of my suit and dialed Marcus's number. “Put a tail on Victoria. I want to know her every move,” I instructed, my voice steady, betraying none of the anger boiling beneath the surface. “Okay, sir,” Marcus replied, and I hung up, my mind racing with thoughts of what Victoria might do next. As I climbed into my car and drove home, I noticed a black sedan parked in my compound. “Who owns that car?” I asked the gatekeeper. “He said he’s your friend,” he replied
Chapter 95 Victoria's POV ******************************************* My eyes felt so heavy as I tried to open them. I attempted to move my hands and legs, but it was futile. What’s wrong? Am I tied up? I can’t seem to remember what led me to this place. As I forced my eyes to look around, every part of me ached. Something was on my nose—oxygen? Then, am I in the hospital? Why? Victoria, calm down and remember what happened to you. What was the last thing that happened? Dammit. I can’t seem to remember anything. I heard the door creaking and quickly closed my eyes. “Any improvement, doctor?” a familiar voice asked. “No, as you can see. I doubt she would survive it; the accident was a tragic one,” the voice that seemed to be the doctor said. Accident? Tragic? What accident? “Doctor, please do anything possible to save her,” the familiar voice trembled. I felt a tingling sensation in my heart. Who owns that voice? Why can’t I remember anything? Why can't i fucking remember anyo
Chapter 94 Julian's POV "Do you recognise me?" I asked Isaac. He looked at me keenly as if trying to recollect and then shook his head. "Well...you'll recognise me soon." I said, gestured to Marcus, who dropped his luggage into the car, and we drove home. Marcus brought out the envelope containing the pictures and handed it to me while I handed it to Isaac. Isaac collected them and kept looking at it. "This is me." he raised up his head to look at me as he pointed at the picture he was in with Sophie. "Yeah, that's you." I said, and he turned back to the pictures. He continued looking at the pictures, but he didn't seem to remember anything. "Let's just go to your house. If you see your families, it might help you regain your memory." I gestured as Marcus led the way outside. The drive to Sophie’s house was steeped in silence, each of us buried in our thoughts. I can't imagine how happy Sophie would be to see her long-lost father. At least, it would bridge the gap between
Chapter 93 Julian's POV It's been fucking hell of a day that Sophie left. Tomorrow was supposed to be our wedding day, but all has been ruined now. She won't even listen to me. She doesn't want to listen to anything I fucking say. And I can't fucking go to her place right now, because firstly, she would have told her mom, secondly, I'm sure they won't even want to listen to me. One is me being an assassin, the other part is me killing her father, which she supposed; which is entirely wrong. But I can't even tell them anything if I don't bring her father back. Dammit! I ran my hand through my hair in frustration. Where the hell is Marcus? I gave him a little assignment, find her father and he's not back yet. Hell everything! I banged my hand on the table. She left with my two adorable babies. She left me alone. It's been a hell of a long time I had been away from her for more than five hours not to talk of a day. A whole day. I hope I'm not gonna lose my mind before Marcus repo
Chapter 92 Julian's POV TWO YEARS AGO "Here, the new target." Xavier, the leader of this damn organization, passed a file across the table with an air of casual indifference. I dropped the half-empty glass of whiskey I had been nursing, the ice clinking against the glass as I picked up the file. My eyes fell on the photo of a man, clearly in his fifties, with graying hair and a weary expression that suggested he had seen too much of life’s darker side. "What is his offence?" I asked. I dropped the file back onto the table, feeling the whiskey burn its way down my throat as I took a deep gulp. "You really should quit asking about people's offenses before they get killed," Xavier snapped, irritation flashing in his eyes. "It's okay if you're not telling me, then," I replied, standing up to leave. "Okay, okay. Sit down and hear me out," he said, and i glared at him and then sat. Xavier was always worried that if he did a job of eliminating people without my knowledge,
Chapter 91 Sophie’s POV "You really need to stop crying, Sophie, and explain what happened. You are getting us worried." Isabella said, her voice filled with concern. It had been an hour since we got home, yet I couldn’t bring myself to tell them the truth—that the man I loved, the man I was supposed to get married to, had killed my own father. My heart ached, and the weight of the revelation felt unbearable. "Yeah, Bella is right. You should tell us what's wrong. Today was supposed to be your bachelorette night, and your wedding is next, but everything is canceled now," my mom added. "Exactly. Julian just came outside and didn't say anything, and now you are not talking either. Do you see him in a compromising position with another woman? Or what exactly could be the matter that has you crying for an hour now? You really need to tell us so we can know what to do," Isabella pressed "Julian..." I stammered, my voice trembling. Sooner or later, they'd known. I guess i should
Chapter 90 Sophie’s POV My phone slipped from my grasp, clattering to the ground as the shock overwhelmed me. 'He was the one that killed your father' The words echoed in my mind as I grasped the iron railing of the staircase for support, my knuckles white. "Soph, are you okay?" The voice pulled me from my haze, reverberating as if from a distance. Suddenly, I felt a hand shook me gently. "Are you okay, Sophie." I looked down to see Evelyn, Isabella, and my mom’s worried gaze staring up at me. Isabella held my phone, which had fallen down. Then i saw him-Julian walking toward us. He killed my father! Julian killed my father! I yanked my phone away from Isabella and race upstairs to the room I shared with Julian. My babies were still sleeping peacefully, and I quickly locked the door behind me, leaving me trapped inside. I sanked my butt into the bed as I looked at my phone, and the message was still glaring at me. It can't be true, can it? Julian would never do such
Chapter 89 Sophie’s POV It’s been one beautiful week since I gave birth to my adorable twins, Jane and Jason. Julian is keeping his promise, announcing our wedding for just two days from now. Tonight is my bachelorette party, and the preparation is in full swing, with excitement buzzing all around. I never imagined I could feel this happy; it all seems like a beautiful dream, one I hope never to wake from. As I glance over at my little ones, peacefully sleeping in their cribs, my heart swells with love. I lean down to plant gentle kisses on each of their cheeks before heading downstairs to join the festivities. “Bride-to-be!” Isabella teases as I enter the living room, making me chuckle. “Where are my babies?” “They’re sleeping upstairs,” I reply, and she nods knowingly. “Have you tried on your outfit for tonight and tomorrow?” Isabella asks. “No, not yet,” I admit, and she gave me a mock scolding look. “Go try it on now!” she insists. “We need you ready for the party!”
Chapter 88 SEVEN MONTHS LATER Sophie’s POV "Julian, I am getting worried day by day. It's ten months already, and I still haven't given birth. I'm supposed give birth at nine months." I said, my voice trembling with anxiety. "But the doctor said it's normal. You don't have to be worried." Julian replied, his tone soothing as he reached for my hand. Everything had been going perfectly well, as Julian had reassured me seven months ago. Victoria still hadn’t woken up, and my pregnancy was becoming a source of relentless worry. It was almost eleven months now; just two weeks shy of that mark. No matter how many times the doctor or my mom insisted that some pregnancies last ten months—especially when it’s a boy—I couldn’t shake the anxiety that gnawed at me. The door opened, and Marcus entered, bowing slightly. "Boss, your meeting starts in five minutes," he announced, glancing at me as he bowed. I had followed Julian to his office every time he had work to do, eager to stay clo
Chapter 87 SEVEN MONTHS LATER Sophie’s POV "Julian, I am getting worried day by day. It's ten months already, and I still haven't given birth. I'm supposed give birth at nine months." I said, my voice trembling with anxiety. "But the doctor said it's normal. You don't have to be worried." Julian replied, his tone soothing as he reached for my hand. Everything had been going perfectly well, as Julian had reassured me seven months ago. Victoria still hadn’t woken up, and my pregnancy was becoming a source of relentless worry. It was almost eleven months now; just two weeks shy of that mark. No matter how many times the doctor or my mom insisted that some pregnancies last ten months—especially when it’s a boy—I couldn’t shake the anxiety that gnawed at me. The door opened, and Marcus entered, bowing slightly. "Boss, your meeting starts in five minutes," he announced, glancing at me as he bowed. I had followed Julian to his office every time he had work to do, eager to stay clo