Chapter 87

Nikolas sat in his luxurious bedroom, surrounded by the finest furnishings and artwork that money could buy. His family's wealth and influence had always been a gift, but now it seemed like a hollow comfort.

He looked out the window of his penthouse apartment, watching the city's skyline, feeling like a prisoner in his own gilded cage. It had been a week since he had last seen Sarah, and the pain of not being able to see her still lingered.

Nikolas' mind was filled with thoughts of what he could have done differently. He thought about the way he had treated his father, James Hill, the billionaire mogul who had built his family's empire from scratch. He had been so blinded by his desires that he had turned against the one person who had brought him into this world.

And now, his father was his enemy. Nikolas did not understand the irony. She hurt the one person who tried his best to give her a sense of peace and luxury, but the same person wanted to hurt her love; she didn't know what t