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I Stole The Billionaire's Wallet And His Heart Chapter 32
Elara's POVThe moment we enter Lorenzo's house—a couple of hours later—I turn to him, pointing my finger at his chest. He raises an eyebrow, looking clearly amused."How dare you, Mr. Russo? Why did you do that? He didn’t do anything wrong to you!" I say, emphasizing every word.He crosses his arms over his chest, his expression unreadable. "I don't understand what you're talking about, Walker.""Stop calling me that," I snap."Oh, why?" he asks, his smirk growing.I roll my eyes. "Mr. Russo, you had no right to attack Alexander and me like that. You just punched him for nothing.""Well, it wasn’t for nothing," he says with a shrug."Yes, it was for nothing. You said so yourself," I insist. "What did he do to you? We basically spent the whole time together, so there’s no way he could have contacted you or done anything wrong during that time.""Lara," he calls, but I ignore him."You could come and talk like a normal person! You don’t just run up on people and start punching them. It
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Elara's POV“Nicola?” Lorenzo says on the phone. “Oh, I just called to remind you; make sure the Eastside project continues smoothly. Yes, do everything as I ordered you to do. Yes, we are running out of time. Hurry! Yes, I will.” He drops the call.Exiting the jet, we are now on our way to the area where the gala will be held. Since the day I rejected my boss, he hasn’t been friendly with me anymore, not like he was before. His confession came out of nowhere, and I am still trying to understand what exactly happened.I thought he hated me? How does hatred develop into love so fast?He has been neutral with me—no smiles, nothing, just a boss and an employee. But why does my heart clench every time he calls me professionally?“Ms. Walker, I need the presentations. Ms. Walker, get me some coffee. Just Ms. Walker.”I want him to call me Lara, or even Elara, to show that he cares. I want him to look at me the way he did before, but all I see is a billionaire focused on growing his empire.
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Lorenzo's POVThe business meeting stretches on, but I’m not really paying attention. I keep glancing at Alexander, who’s sitting across from me, looking distracted as well. He doesn’t seem to be listening; his mind is elsewhere, and it’s obvious where it is."Mr. Vitali,” one of the men asks, his voice low. “Is everything okay, sir? You seem a bit out of it.”Alexander blinks, snapping back to the conversation, and then smiles. “Nothing. Just thinking about someone.”The other men laugh, teasing him. “Oh, my guy, are you in love? Who is she? Tell us.”I know exactly where this is going. I feel the tension in my chest tighten as Alexander looks at me, his face smug. I know very well who he’s thinking about—Elara. My woman.He doesn’t say anything at first, just smiles in that infuriating way of his. "She's one hell of a vixen, guys. So innocent, yet so hot. I believe soon you'll be invited for a wed–"I can’t take it anymore. I stand up, cutting the meeting short. “Well, that’s all fo
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Elara's POVThe crowd gasps, and I instantly realize I must have offended someone powerful. The wide-eyed stares around confirm it, and the man's glare alone is enough to make anyone feel like they're being sliced in half. Surprisingly, I don’t feel as scared as I expected for someone who just crossed a big shot. Not even as scared as I’d felt around Lorenzo. And now, here this man is, calling me “Ara.”“Excuse me, sir. I am not Ara. You must be mistaking me for someone else.”“Yes, yes, sorry.” He nods, a hint of confusion in his eyes. “My name is Damien Rossi. Nice to meet you.”“Very nice to meet you too, sir. I’m Elara Walker.”“Elara Walker,” he repeats, as if testing how it sounds.“Oh, and about your shirt, sir, I’m truly sorry. It was an accident.”“Yeah, I know it was.” He shrugs it off. "Well, do you want to take a stroll out to the yard? I know a beautiful garden around here."“Well, it’s not like I’m doing anything here,” I reply, accepting his invitation with a small smil
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Elara's POVThe hall falls into stunned silence, people's mouths hanging wide open as they take in the scene. Meanwhile, the girl I slapped turns to me.“How dare you, bitch! I’m going to deal with you.”But as she raises her hand, I catch it mid-air and shrug it back down, making her friends take a step back. Mr. Rossi said I should fight, right? I am going to fight.“Wow,” I hear behind me. “Since when did my girl become this feisty?” Alexander says, making me furrow my brows. What does he mean by my girl? I must have heard something else.I hear a scoff on my right. “Call my girl yours once again, and I'll gouge out your eyes so you'll never be able to see her," Lorenzo's deep baritone voice snaps.What the hell is wrong with these two? I think to myself. They've been acting really weird.I pay them no heed. Instead, I smirk at this girl and say, “You know now never to mess with me. I may be nobody, but you don’t insult me, you don’t push me, because I am going to give you more tha
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Elara's POV My head is spinning. Everything around me looks blurred, but Damien Rossi's intense gaze holds me still. Did he really say my child? Did I even hear him right? Or did he mean… Laila? I look around, but Mr. Wilson’s stunned expression confirms my confusion isn’t just in my head. “Mr. Rossi,” I finally manage to say, my voice small and almost trembling, “What do you mean?” Damien’s gaze softens, but only slightly. His lips press together as if he’s trying to swallow his own words. For a moment, he looks… almost vulnerable. Then he runs a hand through his hair, sighs deeply, and glances over at Lorenzo. “Lorenzo,” he whispers, his voice tired—a tone that should never come from a man this powerful. "Please clear the party.” Lorenzo doesn’t waste a second. He smiles at the guests, his voice ringing through the room as he says, “Well, ladies and gentlemen, thank you all for coming tonight. The beach party will commence tomorrow afternoon. For now, let’s all get some rest
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Elara's POV The moment I lock eyes with Antonio Rossi—my dad—it feels like the entire world around me disappears. It’s as if only he and I stand there. His eyes widen, and he freezes on the spot, even though he had rushed in just moments before. We just stare at each other for what feels like hours until he seems to recognize himself. He takes a step toward me, his hands reaching out to wipe his eyes. “Ara?” he calls out, using the same name Damien had called me a few hours earlier. Ara. “Oh my god! It’s true, Damien. It’s true! My Bambina is here,” he says, his voice thick with an accent. “Yes, brother. It’s true. Our Bambina is here,” Damien replies with his own smile. At that, it seems like whatever shock Antonio Rossi had been in finally snaps. Because in the next second, he lunges toward me, pulling me out of Lorenzo’s arms and wrapping me tightly in his own. So tight. But my hands just hang at my sides, awkwardly dangling. It seems like Antonio notices that I’m not hugging
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Lorenzo's POV The chilly night wind blows through the atmosphere as we stand outside, but none of us seem to care, not when Elara is inside, possibly crying her eyes out. I run a hand through my hair in frustration, keeping my eyes fixed on the door, waiting for her to come out any minute. A heavy silence hangs in the air until I feel eyes boring into me. I turn to see Damien Rossi watching me, his expression unreadable. "Any problem, sir?" I ask, trying to act composed, although his stare makes my hands tremble. He doesn’t respond, just continues staring, his gaze sharp and calculating. I exchange a glance with Alexander, who shrugs and casually pulls out his phone, clearly trying to avoid attracting any attention to himself. "Mr. Rossi, I asked if there’s a problem," I repeat. "You're just staring." Damien's mouth curls into a faint smirk. "Well, well, well, Lorenzo," he says. "I've been wondering, how did you meet my niece?" My heart skips a beat, and I freeze, knowing fully
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Lorenzo's POVAn important business meeting is going on.By important, I mean a meeting among the top people in the country.You can already guess who they are.Damien and Antonio Rossi sit at the curved edge of the expensive polished mahogany table, their faces set into hardened glares, exuding an aura of power.Just like the powerful men they are.On the other side of them sits Alexander Viali.I don’t know why the fool had to show up in my office, but his presence here is getting on my nerves.We are at the top floor of my building, in the boardroom designed specifically for meetings of the upper class and important investors.Since my building is taller than all the others around, we have a great view of the blue skyline, the city below, and the rooftops of the slightly lower but still elegant buildings surrounding us.But neither the presence of these men nor the beauty of the view can hold my attention.All I can focus on is Elara, seated across from me, scribbling down notes on
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Elara's POVOkay, I admit, Peter has a death wish, and he wants me to be included in his demise. I try to pull away from him, but he hugs me even tighter. Finally, with one shove, Lorenzo gets him off me.Peter staggers backward but maintains his balance, then smiles at me, his crooked teeth on full display.No, don’t get me wrong, Peter is not ugly. He just has crooked teeth. He’s quite cute, which is the stupid reason I am in this predicament.“Baby, who are these men, and why are they acting all protective of you?” he asks. Then, as if figuring out the missing piece of a puzzle, he smirks. “Oh, I understand.”Peter’s smile widens as his gaze flickers between them. “These are your brothers from the family that adopted you. Well, guys, you have nothing to worry about. Elara and I have come too far for me to ever hurt her.”My head snaps to Lorenzo, and I see his eyes darken before his jaw tightens. Dang it, Peter! Just leave already.“Lorenzo,” I plead, trying to hold his arm, but he
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Elara's POVThe halls are brightly decorated, large, and filled to the brim with what looks like a thousand people—or maybe more. Each of them is adorned in glittering dresses. Gold chandeliers line the ceiling, and the finest artistic paintings fill the walls.My eyes scan the crowd, looking for any familiar face to help ease my anxiety and stop the trembling in my legs. Soon, two towering figures—one in a crisp white suit and the other in blue—push through the crowd, walking forward to stand before me. I leap into my dad's arms, hugging him like my life depends on it."Happy birthday, princess," he whispers in my ear while ruffling my hair, which was perfectly done by the stylist. I hug him even tighter, never wanting to let this moment go.Someone clears their throat, making us pull away from each other."I understand you guys doing all this father-and-daughter bonding, but where's my own hug?" Uncle Damien opens his arms and narrows his eyes. I smile and lunge into his open arms.
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Elara's POVIf anyone had told me that I would stand in front of my own grave, I would never have agreed. I would have looked at them as if they were the craziest humans to grace the Earth. But I had indeed stood there, looking at my name, Kiara Rossi. The name Uncle Damien and Dad had called me.That was supposed to be my name, but Mother Esther must have changed it to Elara—either to cover her tracks or protect me. Dad promised that he would have his men take her in for questioning after the party.He had given me space to connect with my mom and sister, but all I felt as I stared was emptiness.Maybe because I never knew they existed, or because I had long given up hope of ever being with them. Still, I spent almost three hours at the graveside, just staring into nothingness, until my dad had called me to inform me that we were to leave.Now, as I stand in front of the mirror, staring at myself in a royal blue floor-length gown that hugged my waist and flared at the bottom, my hair
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Elara’s POVTalk about bad timing. Why is Dad here now? And why did Lorenzo have to come into my office this afternoon? I force a smile onto my face, though I know it looks awkward, and walk toward him."Dad, You didn’t tell me you were coming," I say, hugging him."Why? Is a father not allowed to visit his daughter at her place of work?" He emphasizes the word work, his eye lingering on my face, which I know is smudged from my make-out session with Lorenzo.I run a hand through my hair. "It’s not what you think…" Why did you have to say that, Elara? That is so cringe, my subconscious chimes in. It is exactly what it looks like. You’re lucky he didn’t walk in just as you two were…"Mr. Rossi," Lorenzo calls out, and I exhale in relief at his intervention. He extends a hand to shake my dad’s, who blatantly ignores him and turns to me with a broad smile."My baby girl, come. I have something I want to show you. Let’s go now."I narrow my eyes, crossing my arms over my chest. "Dad!"He h
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Lorenzo's POVIt has been a month since Elara stormed out of the orphanage and, without even a hint of a smile, told me we should leave. I didn’t want to leave, knowing that someone had hurt her in there, but I respected her decision.In the car, I had probed, trying to find out what the problem was, but she didn’t tell me. She just said it was nothing too important.Frustration washed over me like a plague, and every single day when I found her, for at least five minutes, staring off into the distance, or pulling out her hair, or pacing a room, I would groan and think about what I could do to find out who had hurt her and what they had done.I had also tried to get the mothers at the orphanage to tell me. All I had found out was that Mother Annabelle had been really rude and called her names. But that couldn’t have been what was causing her to be like this, could it?It is a day before her birthday, and I have been restless the whole time, pacing my office because I am still trying t
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Elara’s POV“Mr. Russo,” Mother Esther calls out, her face breaking into a wide smile. “It is an honor to see you today, sir. Why didn’t you tell us you were going to come by? We would have prepared something special to welcome you.”Lorenzo smiles back at her. “There is no need for that, Mother. Elara and I won’t be staying long.”“Nonsense, sir. I insist that you join us for dinner at the orphanage,” Mother Annabelle urges.I beam at the thought of meeting the little children, but my heart is torn at the thought of being in the presence of these mothers. I still remember what they said to me last time.Lorenzo turns to face me. “I will do whatever Elara chooses to do.”All their eyes turn to me, and I lower my gaze to the ground. After thinking for a few seconds, I decide it’s best we stay for a while. “We can spend an hour with the children if it’s okay with you, Lorenzo,” I speak out, emphasizing the word children to make the mothers know that I am not staying here for them.Mothe
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Elara's POVIn front of me is the entrance to the Eastside community. My childhood home. But it’s almost unrecognizable. Wasn’t I just here a few weeks ago? How is this possible? My stomach turns as I face Lorenzo, my eyes wide with disbelief."W-what? H-how is this possible?""It’s not impossible, Elara. This is what we actually had in mind for the Eastside," Lorenzo explains calmly, staring straight ahead.I keep staring at him, closing my mouth and opening it a couple of times. I’m at a loss for words. The Eastside has been completely renovated. Well, not all of it—there are still a lot of uncompleted buildings—but everything looks different, fancier, and much bigger. Like civilization just took a new turn in the community."But I thought you had plans for something like a mall, industry, maybe some businesses, hotels, or restaurants. Why are you...?"Lorenzo laughs, the sound echoing in the quiet night. "Are you kidding me? Why would we do that? I just wanted to give these people
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Elara's POV"Lorenzo, you know you’re being too rude, right?" I huff. "When I said 2 hours 30 minutes, I didn’t mean you should come exactly at that time to get me."He raises an eyebrow. "Of course, I’m a man of my word, Elara. You really think I’d leave you for longer than that? Hell no. You said 2 hours 30 minutes, and I came at 2 hours 30 minutes. Now shh.""But you didn’t even let me say a proper goodbye to Victoria. Is that fair? How would she feel?""Elara," Lorenzo says, his tone firm, "I don’t care how Victoria feels. Okay? Let’s go.""And where exactly are we going?" I ask, crossing my arms."I don’t know," he says with a small smirk. "I told you it’s a surprise, didn’t I? But do prepare—it’s going to be a long, long journey.""Long?" I ask, my eyebrows knitting together. "What do you mean by long?""You’ll find out," he replies, his face unreadable.I frown. "Okay, give me a hint.""You can try to decode it yourself," he answers casually, walking one step ahead of me.I hur
