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The Billionaire’s Regret 98: NO ULTERIOR MOTIVE
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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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ELARA’S POV I guess the cab I thought is different from the one Nate was talking about. “Dave, I need a car in the next five minutes,” Nate barked into his phone, his tone sharp and demanding. No room for argument. Typical. He ended the call with a flick of his wrist, shoving the phone into his pocket. “Someone’s a little bitter about losing,” I muttered, just loud enough for him to hear. “I’m not bitter,” he shot back without missing a beat. “Sure you’re not. Ask Dave or who ever it was you were on the phone with; I bet he’d agree with me.” His lips twitched like he was fighting back a grin. “I’ll be sure to get his thoughts on my emotional state.” “Please do.” We found a bench to sit on while waiting for the car. Well, I sat. Nate paced a few steps away, back and forth like a caged animal, phone pressed to his ear again. He was barking orders at whoever was unlucky enough to be on the other end, his jaw tight and his hand raking through his hair in frustrati
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NATE’S POVThe silence between us loomed, thick and suffocating. Elara’s expectant gaze was fixed on me, waiting for whatever I had to say.I knew this might sound crazy. Hell, I probably shouldn’t even be asking. But I couldn’t hold it in any longer.I’ve already made my decision: “What if we drop the act?” The words rolled off my tongue, easier than I thought they would. It’s been on my mind for the longest time, eating at me.“Oh, I would love that more than anything.” She tilted her head to the side, taking a sip of her milkshake.For a split second, relief washed over me. I wasn’t the only one thinking about this. Maybe we were on the same page after all.But then, her next words hit me like a truck.“I’m honestly tired of this façade, and I just want everything to be over with already.”My Relief turned to disappointment, sharp and cold. I thought I knew what she meant, but clearly, I didn’t.For a second, I considered holding back, swallowing the truth like I had so many times
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NATE’S POVThe city lights blur through the tinted windows of my penthouse. I stand by the floor-to-ceiling glass, a whiskey glass resting in my hand, untouched. The ice has long since melted, the amber liquid swirling lazily as I tilt the glass. But I don’t care about the drink. My mind is still at that damn booth.At Elara.The way her eyes hardened when I asked her for another chance. The way she shut me down without hesitation. I had expected resistance, hell, I deserved it but a part of me had still hoped she’d say yes. That maybe, just maybe, we’d finally start fixing what I broke.Instead, she walked away. Again.But all hope isn’t lost, she’s didn’t exactly say no… right? I run a hand through my hair, exhaling slowly. I can’t let frustration cloud my judgment. If I want Elara back, I have to be patient. I have to prove to her that I’m not the same man who walked away two years ago.But first, I have something else to handle.Valentina.I place the glass down on my desk and
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The Billionaire’s Regret 120: I’LL SEE YOU SOON
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The Billionaire’s Regret 119: I wanted to
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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.
The Billionaire’s Regret 115: CURIOSITY
ELARA’S POV Fair enough. I glance to the opposite side of the room, where a woman has now taken a seat at what was an empty table just minutes ago. UNKNOWN: Relax, Goldie. No matter how hard you look, you won’t find me. So go ahead and drink your sorrows away in peace. ME: Who says I’m drinking away my sorrows? I ordered one mojito. And I haven’t even taken a sip of yet. UNKNOWN: Seems I guessed wrong, then. ME: You definitely did. I finally reach for my drink, taking a slow sip. The cool, minty flavor mixed with just a hint of alcohol is exactly what I needed. It’s been ages since I last had a mojito. After what feels like a long time. My screen lights up again. UNKNOWN: I have a gift for you, Goldie. Private rooms. Room B3. I’m sure you’ll love it. A gift? A few chats ago, they mentioned wanting to give me something. And now, suddenly, it’s waiting in one of the private dining rooms? A bad feeling settles in my gut. Obsidian’s private rooms are used f
The Billionaire’s Regret 114: GUARDIAN ANGEL
ELARA’S POV “Nate forgot this last time. He said he’d come back for it, but he never did. Will you give it to him?” My eyes fall to the blue necktie in Sienna’s hand. I think I need to commend my luck, I’m trying to stay away from him, but something always seems to push me right back toward him. “Elara?” Sienna prompts with an arched brow, nudging the tie forward. “I don’t think I can take it to him. He said he’d come for it, right?” “Yes.” I force a smile. “Then I’m sure he will.” “But you guys are together… so I thought it would be easier if you take. Plus if it stays with me, I don’t think that would be a good idea. I can’t have some of the staffs mistaking this very expensive tie for one of ours.” A little part me told me to Just give up and take the tie, it’s just some stupid tie right? I let out a sharp breath, then forced a smile. “You can keep it in your office, then. I’m sure no one will think to use something tucked away in there.” I twist the doork
The Billionaire’s Regret 113: THIS IS FOR THE BEST
ELARA’S POVThe sound I hate the most right now has to be the ringing of my phone.After my call with Nate, I didn’t know what to do with what he sent me. So, I decided to leave it on the counter while I changed out of my wet clothes.Maybe I can think of something for when next I set my eyes on them. I tried calling Jenna again today. Finally, her phone was on, but for some reason, she wasn’t picking up, not even leaving a text. So It could probably be her calling now.I switch off my hair dryer, hoping it’s her.I guess I didn’t pray hard enough because it’s not Jenna. But at least it’s not someone I was dreading. It’s Sienna.Pressing the answer button, I bring the phone to my ear.“Hello, Elara.” Sienna’s voice comes through the line.“Hello,” I say with a small smile, as if she can see it.“Are you busy right now?” Her tone seems a bit off.“No, I’m at home. Is everything okay?” I ask.“Yes… but, uhm, I know this is last minute, but I have the pictures we took a few days ago rea
The Billionaire’s Regret 112: THE GIFT
ELARA’S POV The car stays silent for a second before a smile spreads across my brother’s face. “I know that.” My eyes widen, and my jaw almost hits the floor. Maybe he heard me wrong. Maybe he didn’t understand what I was saying, because if he did, he wouldn’t be smiling. And earlier, he said he hadn’t found any evidence to prove our relationship wasn’t real. He knows? How does he know? “Did you hear what I just said?” I gasp in disbelief. Elliot lets out a chuckle, shaking his head. “That much I know, El. It’s quite obvious. What kind of remarried couple lives in separate houses and only sees each other during the day? I figured as much. Even though you still have your ring on, I know there’s a part of you that’s not fully in this. And to be honest, that’s what’s giving me hope right now that you’ll see through that man and let him go for good.” I don’t even know what to say. This whole remarried couple facade… it’s all backfiring. I should’ve known it was this obvious. So
