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The Billionaire’s Regret 92: CAN YOU TELL ME THE TRUTH?
ELARA’S POV I left my purse in the car but didn’t bother going back for it. Elliot was already walking ahead, and I hurried to catch up. He looked like he had just come from work, still dressed in slacks and a suit. I was wearing something similar, a blouse with rolled-up sleeves though I’d left my jacket in the car. We walked in silence to the old swing set at the corner of the neighborhood. It used to be our go-to spot whenever we got tired of Mom and her endless bickering. It felt oddly nostalgic being here again. Elliot sat on one of the swings, leaning back slightly he turned to me. “So…” he began, “I hear you’re back with that son of a bitch.” I frowned. “Nate’s mom isn’t a bitch, you know,” my tone is light. Elliot snorted. “You know that’s not what I meant.” He scratched the back of his neck awkwardly. “Let me rephrase. So, you’re back with that douchebag.” I sighed and gently pushed the swing with my feet, letting it sway slowly. “It’s… a long story,” I said.
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ELARA’S POV I stay frozen, contemplating whether I should tell my brother the truth or keep quiet. “I guess I have my answer then,” Elliot broke the silence before I could. “Elliot—” I began, but he cut me off. “You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to. I’ll find out whatever it is,” he said. From the tone in his voice, I could tell he wasn’t joking. When Elliot wants to know something, he doesn’t stop until he gets the answers. I think I just made things worse. “I’ve sent you the address… again. I hope you can make it,” Sienna said over the phone. For the past few days, we’d been talking and making arrangements for the shoot. Just telling her I wanted to cancel last minute didn’t seem right. She seemed so excited about it. I had given her my word, so canceling now felt impossible. “I’ll be there,” I said. “But Sienna, I don’t think Nate will be able to make it, so we might end up with a solo shoot.” Since our last encounter, Nate and I hadn’t crossed paths, not even o
Last Updated : 2025-02-06The Billionaire’s Regret 94: ITS A DEAL!
Chapter 94ELARA’S POV“You guys are so cute,” Sienna said as she pulled away, her smile practically glowing.I forced a tight-lipped smile, doing my best not to let my disgust show.“Vera here will show you to the changing room,” Sienna continued, motioning to a petite girl standing nearby. “I’ll go over the setup again while we wait.”The girl, Vera, smiled politely and gestured for us to follow.I trailed behind, trying to keep it together, but my patience was wearing thin.He ruined everything.I thought this was supposed to be my shoot, just me and my idol photographer sienna even agreed to it. But now Nate shows up out of nowhere like he owns the place, acting all smug and charming like we’re perfectly fine.We hadn’t spoken in days. I didn’t even tell him about this shoot. So how the hell was he here?I stopped suddenly and spun around to face him. “What are you doing here?”Nate’s lips curved into a lazy smirk. “Didn’t I already tell you, darling?” His hand moved to touch my
Last Updated : 2025-02-07The Billionaire’s Regret 95: UNLESS YOU WANT TO QUIT NOW.
ELARA’S POVThe camera clicked steadily as the shoot began, each pose feeling more strained than the last.At first, Sienna kept things simple, directing us into harmless, standard positions. I could handle that. But soon, her instructions turned… odd.My goal is to make Nate uncomfortable and have him leave as soon as possible, not the other way around. “Lean back against his chest, Elara,” Sienna said brightly, her tone annoyingly cheerful.I froze for a moment, then forced myself to move. Slowly, I pressed my back against Nate’s chest. The warmth of him was instant, seeping into me like an unwelcome reminder of things I’d rather forget.“Perfect. Now, turn your head to face him and place your hand on the back of his neck.”What kind of shoot was this? My jaw tightened, but I did as told, reluctantly turning my head. Nate was already watching me, his eyes bright with amusement and that same smug grin that always made me want to punch him.He was enjoying every single second of this
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ELARA’S POVThe room fell silent. Nate stood frozen, his cocky grin faltering as his jaw tightened.I raised a brow, meeting his stormy grey eyes with a challenge of my own. He wouldn’t do it. I could feel it.“Nate, that would look really cool,” Sienna chimed in, her tone light, completely oblivious to how stiff he’d gone.Kneeling in front of me for some ridiculous shoot? Not only would it bruise his shiny ego, but it would destroy him.I almost smirked, confident I’d won this round. My lips parted to declare my victory- Then his knees hit the floor.I froze, my breath catching.No. He wouldn’t.I think I’m seeing things. It can’t be. The sharp click of the camera only confirmed what I’m thinking.My gaze slowly dropped to the ground, and there he was. Nate, on his knees, holding my shoe in his hand like it was the most normal thing in the world.And that damn grin. So wide. So smug.I swallowed the lump in my throat, trying to mask my shock before he could see it.Not yet.There
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ELARA’S POV “Ready?” Nate asks, flashing me that irritatingly smile.I raise my chin and cross my arms. “I was born ready.”He chuckles. “We’ll see about that.”And so, it begins.“Rock… paper…” he starts slowly, dragging the words out in that annoying way he always does. I’ve known him long enough to catch on to his tricks. When it comes to Nate, it’s always scissors. He thinks he’s so unpredictable, but he’s not.Confident, I ball my hand into a fist.“Rock, paper, scissors!”I throw rock, already imagining my victory, but when I glance at his hand, my mouth falls open.“You’ve got to be kidding me.”He’s holding up a fist too… rock.“Another tie,” Nate says, clearly amused as he leans back a little. “You know, someone might say we’re in sync.”I roll my eyes. “Don’t get ahead of yourself. Let’s go again.”“Alright, round two,” he says, his grin widening.This time, I’m sure I’ve got him figured out. He went with rock last time, so he’ll definitely switch to paper. I throw scissors
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. ELARA’S POV . Something doesn’t add up. I cant bring my self believe he just want to go to the arcade just to have some “fun” there must be something. Else he isnt telling me about. But whatever it is I guess im abut to find out. The minute we step into the arcade, it was the same I should to go to sometimes, because long time ago, I used to be one of arc obsessed people. But for some reason, unlike all the other times ive been here. Its quite. Eerily so, that even the loud blaring lights and obnoxious music didnt help. Just because I couldnt say no because I failed some stupid, bet I feel he cheat his way into winning doesnt mean oi should stay when I feel like something isa right. “Why is the place quite?” I couldn’t help but ask. As I glanced around with my arms crossed. “Because I rented it out” nate responds casually as if renting ut this whole place wouldn’t cause a fortuned well atleast not to him. “You rented out the whole place? Why?” He shrugs, “fe
Last Updated : 2025-02-11The Billionaire’s Regret 99: HAVING TROUBLES?
ELARA’S POV The arcade is brighter and louder than I we go deeper each machine practically begging for attention. The nostalgia tries to pull me in, but I shove it back down. This is just a game. And this time I’m going to win. “What’s first?” Nate asks, rubbing his hands together like he’s plotting world domination. “Skeeball? Air hockey? Or do you want to save yourself the embarrassment and let me win now?”“You’re awfully cocky for someone who’s about to lose,” I fire back. “Let’s do air hockey.”He chuckles. “You’re on.”We make our way to the air hockey table, and the tension crackles between us like electricity. He’s grinning like a kid, but I’m laser focused. I slam the puck toward his goal before he’s even ready.“Cheap shot!” he protests, scrambling to block it.“Don’t start with excuses already,” I say, smirking as the puck ricochets back toward him.The game quickly turns chaotic. Nate’s competitive streak comes out in full force, but so does mine. We’re both leaning ove
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The Billionaire’s Regret 124: BUSINESS IS BUSINESS
ELARA’S POVThe moment my eyes landed on him, my breath hitched.He kept his words. We are actually meeting again. I try my best to keep my face straight, biting the little smiles that kept trying to takeover. “This is mr, Robert powers” Jenna says introducing us. Robert? His name is Robert powers? I could’ve nerve guessed that. “Its nice to meet you mr Robert” I say with a smile. “Its nice to meet you to miss Westwood” he says with a knowing smirk. But then when my eyes fall to the man sitting across the table… my smile vanished, the last person I was expecting to see here. Kyle freaking Sinclaire. He worked with my father years ago, on a project. And the last time I saw him.… No. I dont even want to relive those times.Kyles expression didn’t change when our gazes met. If anything, he looked completely unfazed like he was not the scum bag I knew, like he was exactly where he was supposed to be.I should be the last person he would want to partner up with. Judging the fact
The Billionaire’s Regret 123: I KNOW HIM
ELARA’S POV The car ride home was calmer than I imagined it to be. Elliot wasn’t as angry as he was before, but judging by the way he kept slamming the brakes and taking sharp turns, I was seconds away from asking him to let me drive. Because the hospital is the last place I want to be right now. Elliot slammed the brakes and the car jerked. “We’re home” he mutters. I put a hand to my chest. “Was that necessary?” I ask with a frown. But my brother only shrugged smugly stepping out of the car. I rolled my eyes as I follow at her into the house. I brace myself, because for the next few days that attitude is what I’m probably going to be dealing with. For the next few days. *********** The next morning I did even see Elliot when I got ready for work, and I don’t receive any texts or calls from him sef he didn’t respond when I tried calling. But Later that evening, when I got home I could tell he was in a better mood when he ordered takeout for us. Not just any t
The Billionaire’s Regret 122: ITS WAS ALL A LIE
ELARA’S POV I take a slow breath, exhaling through my mouth. “I know it’s too late to be telling you this, and it probably doesn’t even matter anymore because it’s all over now, but I just need to get it off my chest—” “Elara, just go straight to the point.” Elliot’s voice is firm, his patience already wearing thin. I swallow hard, gripping the edge of my seat. “Nate and I were never really giving each other a chance,” I confess, breaking the silence that had started to settle between us. Elliot lets out a chuckle, “why are you picking now of all times to joke around I thought we’ve already sorted this out, I know You’re just engaged. ” he says later of factly. “I’m not” I state. He narrows his eyes at me for a few seconds. Elliot doesn’t respond right away, but I feel the shift in his smile had vanished. “The whole engagement, the entire relationship… it was all fake. We didn’t do it because we were in love or because we wanted to try again.” He blinks at me, his brows d
The Billionaire’s Regret 121: DON’T GET TOO ANGRY
ELARA’S POV As much as I want to turn around and steal one last glance at him, I don’t. Because I can feel him. The burning intensity of his stare follows me as I make my way in the opposite direction, toward where Elliot is standing. For the first time tonight, he’s alone. Finally. “You having a good time?” he asks when I reach him. “Not as good as the one you’re having,” I mutter, a little smile tugging at my lips. “Is that so?” He glances at his watch, distracted. My eyes wander, searching the crowd. And then I find him. Powers. That’s what the man from earlier called him. His emerald eyes are locked on me. I don’t think Powers is his first name. But somehow, it fits him. With the way he carries himself, confident, commanding, completely at ease in a room full of people. He exudes power. And that name, Powers, wears him like a second skin. Elliot’s voice pulls me out of my trance. “Ready to go?” What? Right now? I blink, turning to Elliot. “Now?”
The Billionaire’s Regret 120: I’LL SEE YOU SOON
ELARA’S POV I should walk away. I should say thank you for the save and disappear into the crowd, back to my brother or my car or anywhere that isn’t here standing in front of a man I don’t even know, feeling like I should. But I don’t move. Because there’s something about him. Something about the way he watches me, not with expectation, not with amusement, but like he already knows I won’t leave just yet. “I take it you have a habit of stepping in where you’re not needed?” I arch a brow, tilting my head slightly. His smirk doesn’t falter. If anything, it deepens. “I don’t know… Were you going to handle it?” I narrow my eyes. He’s playing with me, testing me. And I don’t like it. “I was two seconds away from pouring my drink in his lap,” I say smoothly, waving my now empty glass. “But I suppose your approach was more… effective.” A little smile tugs at my lips. I was actually planning on doing it, but only if Mr Caldwell had followed me after I left. His ey
The Billionaire’s Regret 119: I wanted to
ELARA’S POV“You know, dear, expanding a business in early July is not something I’d recommend,” Mr. Caldwell says, his voice smooth but condescending, his hand lingering on my back a little too long for my liking.I shift slightly, forcing a polite smile, hoping he gets the hint. But instead of stepping back, he inches closer.Men like this are exactly why I avoid socializing at grand events like these. The flashing cameras, the overwhelming crowd, the endless small talk—it’s exhausting. And then there are the men—the ones who mistake common courtesy for an invitation.Elliot had insisted I come tonight as his plus one. I had wanted to stay home, lose myself in work, but I agreed to this because, for the past two days since we returned to Vegas, we hadn’t had a moment alone. And I needed to talk to him.To tell him the truth.But the moment we arrived, it seemed like everyone had someone to introduce to my brother, or Elliot himself had someone he needed to speak with. I quickly grew
The Billionaire’s Regret 118: TRUST OR TROUBLE
ELARA’S POV I made it very clear to her last time. I didn’t want her butting in with this kind of stuff. That’s what we hired the ad team for. That’s what the staff is for. I wanted her to focus on the work laid out for her, nothing more. Is that too much to ask? But then, when I look at her and see that expression. the shift in her face, the subtle guilt in her eyes it makes me rethink. Maybe she really did do this with the company’s best interest at heart. And maybe I’m the one getting sensitive? “I’m sorry, Elara,” she says, her voice a little shaken this time. That surprises me. “I feel so bad now. I shouldn’t have done that, but they seemed like such a good company to partner with. And when I saw the chance, I just thought we’d want to seize it… to take the opportunity to make more.” She exhales sharply before continuing, “But now I know it’s not my place to decide that. I should’ve been more careful.” She blurts the words out like they’ve been weighing on
The Billionaire’s Regret 117: DO THE HONORS.
ELARA’S POV Jenna ends her call with a sharp click, slamming the phone back into place. My gaze flickers to her, my mind still circling the last thing she said. “She won’t notice a thing.” Who is Brick? And who exactly is this person who won’t notice anything? Me? No, that can’t be right. I don’t have the full context of the conversation. I shouldn’t jump to conclusions. But if I shouldn’t jump to conclusions, then why is she in my seat, giggling into the phone with some guy named Brick while she’s been ignoring my calls for nearly a week? A tightness spreads through my chest, but I mask it with a slight arch of my brow. I push the door shut behind me, the soft click of it sealing us inside. “What are you doing in my office?” I ask, keeping my tone as neutral as possible. Jenna gasps dramatically, her face lighting up in exaggerated excitement. “Elara!” Instead of answering my question, she jumps up from my chair and rushes toward me. Before I can react
The Billionaire’s Regret 116: A VERY SMART WOMAN
ELARA’S POV My hands feel numb as I stare out the window. White, fluffy clouds with soft, foggy outlines stretch across the sky, staring back at me. On any other day, I would have admired how bright and pure they looked, how their silver linings shined in the sunlight, or how the sky from up here seemed like an endless ocean. But today, I can’t think about any of that. Because no matter how hard I try, I can’t erase the image of what I saw last night. Nate and that woman… I don’t know what I was expecting from him, but it wasn’t that. Not after everything he told me. Not after the flowers. Not after the chocolates. Not after the note. FLASHBACK Our eyes met. For a second, I thought I imagined it, something flickered in his gaze, but it disappeared just as quickly. Then my eyes fell to the blonde woman sprawled on top of him, her hands wrapped around his neck. She let out a soft giggle. My stomach twisted. The heat in my chest was unbearable, spreading like wildfire.
