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ELARA'S POV“Everything is set. I even have a cab ready for you when you get to New York,” Jenna smirked, handing me my suitcase.“You can cancel it. I know how to find my way when I get there,” I replied, brushing off her insistence.Unlike the last time I was headed to New York, my chest didn’t feel like it was caving in. There was still a small knot of unease, but it wasn’t unbearable. Maybe it was because Elliot hadn’t protested this trip, and I didn’t feel like I was sneaking off. Or maybe it was because I was looking forward to seeing Mom again.“I can’t cancel it,” Jenna said with a shrug. “It’s supposed to be a surprise. I don’t even know why I told you about it.” She slapped her forehead dramatically.“It better not be one of those cringy welcome signs with balloons,” I warned, narrowing my eyes at her.“It won’t be,” she promised, but the amused twinkle in her eye told me otherwise.“If it is, I’m throwing you into a shark tank,” I teased, though a small smile tugged at my l
Last Updated : 2025-01-10The Billionaire’s Regret 64: THE SURPRISE
NATE’S POVThe first thing I saw on my phone after landing from my trip to Tokyo was a string of texts from Valentina.I thought she’d gotten the message by now, but no. She kept finding new numbers to contact me after I blocked the old ones.With a sigh, I opened the most recent messages. They ranged from annoyingly invasive to desperate.But the latest one stopped me cold.VALENTINA: Did your wife like my surprise?My wife? Surprise And from Valentina. I don’t need anyone to tell it’s not even a good thing. My phone buzzed, snapping me out of my thoughts. Marcus was calling.“What is it, Marcus?” I asked, trying to keep my irritation in check.“Dude, I just saw Elara is back in the city,” he said, his tone heavy with worry.Elara was supposed to come for the office renovations, but I hadn’t had time tell marcus, I have been in contact with her and Leslie wouldn’t have mentioned it either. So how the hell did he know?“Where did you get that from?” I asked sharply.“It’s on the n
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Elara’s POV I didn’t realize I had fallen asleep until I woke up. The first thing I noticed was the unfamiliar room. The walls were painted a soft gray, and the curtains were drawn, letting in only a sliver of light. It was quiet except for the faint buzzing sound of a phone somewhere in the room. I sat up slowly, rubbing my eyes as I turned toward the sound. My phone. Reaching over to the nightstand, I picked it up and saw multiple notifications lighting up the screen. There were texts from unknown numbers, several voicemails from my mom and brother, and even a couple from Jenna. Then it all hit me, crashing down like a tidal wave. The reporters. The flashing cameras. The panic attack. And Nate. Nate, pulling me out of the chaos, taking me to the car. Shit. I knew it. He must have been the one to bring me here. I jumped out of bed, my heart racing as I clutched my phone. Just as I was trying to figure out what to do, the phone started ringing again. My mom. I hesitat
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ELARA’S POV“We are not rushing into clarifying anything, Elara,” Nate said, his tone soft but firm. “Like I told you, my team is taking care of the pictures and the articles. Once they’re done, it’ll be like none of this ever happened.”I let out a long, frustrated sigh and sat on the edge of the bed.He made it sound so simple, but nothing about this situation felt simple to me. Even if his team managed to scrub the internet clean and silence the public, how would I explain this to my family? To Nico?It wasn’t just one lie anymore. It was a growing web of them. And every time I tried to fix things, I ended up spinning more lies to cover the first one.Running my hands through my hair, I groaned, frustration bubbling up inside me. “How long is this going to take?” I asked, my voice sharper than I intended.Nate glanced at his watch before meeting my eyes. “A few hours, maybe longer. They promised to handle it quickly, but we can’t rush them if we want it done right.”“Can I have my
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ELARA’S POV“I need to speak with you,” I said, my voice sharper than I intended. Pushing away the feeling at crept up. My mind was spinning with questions I couldn’t push away.Who was the woman Nate was so determined to protect? And why did it feel like I was falling deeper into a game I didn’t understand?No Elara that’s none of your business. “Go on,” Nate muttered, his tone laced with irritation.“I just had a look at those pictures,” I began, watching his face closely for any sign of guilt. “And I’m curious… how did they get out? Who posted them?”His expression didn’t change, but I could tell I had his attention.“It’s also a little weird,” I added, stepping closer to him, “that in all those pictures, you don’t look even a little bit bothered. And, on top of that, you were the first person to find me at the airport. Convenient, don’t you think?”Nate raised a brow, his jaw tightening. “What are you trying to say, Elara?”“I don’t know,” I replied with a shrug, my tone drippin
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ELARA'S POV. I walked Out of the room and slammed the door shut behind meand hard. I didn’t care. It was my way of telling Nate I didn’t want to talk to him anymore. Hopefully, this time he’d get the message and leave me alone.But, as always, Nate proved to be as stubborn as ever.“Elara,” he called after me.Instead of heading back to the room like I initially planned, I turned sharply, walking toward the other direction, hopefully to the exit to this ridiculous apartment, condo, or whatever this over the top place was.“Where are you going?” he asked, catching up to me as I reached the stairs.“What do you think?” I spat, glaring at him. “I’m leaving. I’m not staying under the same roof as you for a second longer.”I turned to descend the stairs, but Nate grabbed my wrist, stopping me in my tracks. A jolt of electricity shot through me. Snatching my hand away, I stepped back, glaring daggers at him.“It’s not safe out there,” he said, his tone firm. “You can’t leave yet.”And th
Last Updated : 2025-01-15The Billionaire’s Regret 69: THE LINK
ELARA’S POV After a few bites of the meal, I told the lady, who I now know to be Theresa, by name, to take it back. She did so gladly, leaving me with a polite nod and the glass of water on a tray. I took my pills and waited. For what, I wasn’t entirely sure. Maybe for Nate to send someone to tell me his team had finished their so-called “damage control,” or maybe for him to appear himself. Either way, I was stuck. But no one came. The last thing I wanted to do was wander around this ridiculously oversized condo looking for someone to ask. And calling Nate? Not in this lifetime. He’s the last person I want to speak to right now. Eventually, the exhaustion from my earlier flight caught up with me. I don’t even remember falling asleep, but I must have because the next thing I knew, it was morning. Weirdly enough, I woke up in bed, which made no sense because I’m pretty sure I’d dozed off on the couch. Did I sleepwalk? Before I could think too hard about it, a knock l
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ELARA’S POV This has to be a fucking joke! Nate’s words from last night come rushing back into my head: You know how important she is to me. I can’t let this blow up in her face. I finally understand who he was talking about. Her. It’s definitely her. How could I have ever forgotten about her? She should’ve been the first person to come to mind when Nate claimed it was not him who tipped off the reporters. I keep watching the show, despite the rage building inside me. I want to hear what she has to say. At least I should watch it all before jumping to conclusions. “So, Miss Valentina, I heard you’re starting a new business,” the interviewer: Sofia Valesco says, smiling politely at Valentina, who sits there with a smug little curve on her red painted lips. “I wouldn’t call it a business,” Valentina says softly, her voice so sweet and convincing that if I didn’t know who she was, I might’ve believed her sincerity. “It’s more like a passion project. Something I want to
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The Billionaire’s Regret 90: SHE NEVER TOLD ME
NATE’S POV “She didn’t tell you?” Mrs. Westwood’s mouth drops open in shock. I shake my head, my chest tightening. “I thought since you two were giving each other a chance, she would have told you everything.” “She didn’t tell me anything about a miscarriage.” Mrs. Westwood sighs, rubbing her temple. “She didn’t? That’s… strange. I really thought she did.” She exhales heavily before meeting my gaze again. “Well, at least now you understand why Elliot acted the way he did. Please don’t take it to heart. I’ll make sure to explain everything to him.” “It’s fine, Mrs. Westwood. Elliot and I will fix our issues.” My voice comes out even, but inside, I feel like the floor has just been ripped out from under me. “That’s good to hear.” I barely register her words. My thoughts are tangled in one thing. Elara was pregnant. And she didn’t think to tell me? My jaw clenches. My hands curl into fists. I can feel my pulse hammering in my ears. She hid this from me. She lo
The Billionaire’s Regret 89: LET ME EXPLAIN
NATE’S POV “You fucking bastard!” Elliot’s growl barely registers before his fist slams into my face. A sharp sting follows. Pain shoots through my jaw, but I barely react. Instinct tells me to fight back. To block the next hit, throw one of my own. But I don’t. I grit my teeth and take it. Because deep down, I know I deserve this. Elliot pulls back, his fist raised again. I brace myself, ready for the next blow. But it never comes. “Elliot! You need to stop this!” Elara’s voice rings through the night, sharper this time, desperate. “Stay out of this, El!” Elliot snarls, shaking her off. “I need to teach this fucking bastard a lesson.after everything he did you he deserve worse” But she doesn’t back down. She pushes in front of him, blocking his path to me. “Elliot, listen to me! You need to stop. We need to talk first. Let me explain.” She’s pleading, her hands gripping his arm. But Elliot is too blinded by his rage to hear her. His grip tightens around
The Billionaire’s Regret 88: AN OPPORTUNITY.
ELARA'S POV "It’s so nice to meet you." I smile, trying my best not to seem too excited, even though I was."Nathan, long time no see, huh?" Sienna turns to Nate, who simply nods, taking a sip of his drink."I’ve been wanting to come say hello, but you both seemed a little busy with Valentina," she says, gesturing toward where Valentina is."Really?" I muse, tilting my head slightly."Yeah, it’s been a while since I’ve seen Nate. I wanted to say hi and finally introduce myself to his wife. I’m sure Nate hasn’t mentioned me, but we went to high school together. And after that, he decided to ghost everybody me included." she chuckled, "Oh, you did?" My brow lifts as I glance at Nate who just shrugged. confirming what she said. "I could tell you all about how much of a handful he was back then," she teases, "but I’m running out of time. Oh, and the other reason I came over, I have this new shoot coming up. I want to step out of my usual style, try something different, and do a couple’
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ELARA’S POVFor some reason, my mother decided today was the perfect day for her and her two best friends to have a girls’ night.I didn’t want to go to the launch party with Nate, but now it seems like my only escape.Because I know my mom’s friends.Those two old ladies she calls her besties? They’re just like her—if not worse.And it’s already hard enough dealing with my mom alone. Sure, she’s been a little better lately, but those so-called friends of hers? They’re on a different level of blunt. No filter. No boundaries.I already know they won’t let me stay in my room and be by myself. They’ll pull me into their night, force me to sit with them, and if all three of them corner me, they’ll probably figure out my relationship with Nate is fake.And I can’t have that happening.With a huff, I pull on the dress I picked out for the event, keeping my makeup light and natural.Even though I never gave Nate a straight answer about going, he still texted me. I didn’t see it at first—only
The Billionaire’s Regret 86: THE TRUTH… FOR NOW.
NATE’S POV“I’ll tell you everything,” I say, my breathing a little too unsteady.I know Elara.Once she makes up her mind, she doesn’t turn back. And with the way she spoke just now, she was ready to walk out of my life, again.Unless I give her what she wants.She’s changed.She doesn’t just say things anymore, she follows through.And right now, she’s following through on walking away.I need her to stay.Not just because of the deal we made.Not just because of the. I song that will be in jeopardy. How could it be just that?I never stopped loving her.“I’m listening,” she says, turning to face me, her arms crossed over her chest.“Can you take a seat?” I ask.I knew this moment would come eventually.Sooner or later, I had to tell her the truth.I just didn’t expect it to be today.Thank God I booked the entire coffee shop. And I know no one will be listening in on us. So I’m sure it’s a safe space for me tell her the truth. Elara hesitates for a second before pulling out the c
The Billionaire’s Regret 85: I’LL TELL YOU EVERYTHING
ELARA’S POVFor the past few days, everything has practically gone back to normal.The media, which had been hating on me just a week ago, has suddenly switched sides. Now, people are gushing over me and Nate, shipping us like we’re some fairytale couple.Everyone is suddenly so nice. Too nice.I can’t say I’m surprised. This city is as fickle as ever.Between working on the office renovations and attending a few public events with Nate, I’ve barely had time to process everything. But the most frustrating part?He’s been acting like nothing ever happened.Like he didn’t say what he said that night after the engagement party.Like those words he said after dropping me off didn’t exist.I let out a heavy sigh as I push open the door to the coffee shop.I’m finally done with the proposal for his second office branch. I thought, I’d go through the rest of the project with the company’s team, but of course, Nate has made it clear he wants me to go over everything with him personally.And t
The Billionaire’s Regret 84: SHE DESERVES BETTER.
NATE’S POV “Nathan.” The familiar, warm voice reaches my ears, freezing me in place. For a second, I hesitate. My grip on the phone tightens, but I force myself to keep walking. I can feel Elara’s eyes on me as I make my way back to the car. I don’t want to stop. I don’t want to acknowledge this call. But I said it was an important call when I used it as an excuse to not face my feelings. “Nathan, are you there?” Her voice is more urgent now. But I still can’t bring myself to respond. “It’s… it’s Mom, Nathan.” The words hit me harder than I expect, but my throat stays locked up, refusing to let out even a single syllable. How long has it been? A million years? A lifetime? I can’t even bring myself to talk to her. The line goes dead before I can muster the courage to say anything. I stare at the screen, feeling like the worst son alive. My issue was with my father, not her, and yet… I couldn’t bring myself to reach out. I never told her that I didn’t hold anything agai
The Billionaire’s Regret 83: THE BEST THING
ELARA’S POV We both stand outside in silence, waiting for the limo to pull up. The cold night air creeps into my skin, making me shiver slightly. I fold my arms over my chest, trying to warm myself, but it doesn’t help much. Not even a second later, I feel something heavy and warm draped over my shoulders. The familiar scent of his cologne fills my senses. It’s expensive, musky, and uncomfortably familiar. “You don’t have to—” “It’s cold out here,” Nate cuts me off, his tone leaving no room for argument. The limo comes to a halt in front of us before I can protest further. Once again, Nate opens the door for me without saying a word. His manners tonight are throwing me off balance. Why is he being a gentleman? Why is he acting like the old Nate I used to know? I don’t like this. I slide into the car, keeping my gaze away from his. The ride back is quiet. Unbearably quiet. Both of us seem lost in our thoughts. Well, mostly me. His words from earlier replay in my mind o
The Billionaire’s Regret 82: I’M AT HER MERCY
ELARA’S POV This has to be a joke. Maybe it’s just an act. I can’t believe it. He sounded sincere when he said it, but it can’t be. If I were truly the best thing that ever happened to him, then two years ago, he wouldn’t have treated me like trash. But he’s been nothing but caring tonight, a voice in my head whispers. No. It’s all an act for the public’s eyes. Then again, there wasn’t anyone watching when he opened the car door for me. No audience in my mom’s house when he saved me from getting injured. I need to stop thinking about this. My legs feel wobbly, like they could give out at any moment. I force myself to walk quickly, desperate to escape the balcony and clear my head. “Elara?” A voice calls from the top of the stairs, making me freeze mid step. I snap my head toward the sound. Shit. Did I make a sound? Did he know I was eavesdropping? “Uh— hey,” I manage, waving awkwardly. Nate’s already descending the stairs, his gaze fixed on me. “Is everyt
