The Billionaire's Forbidden Entanglement의 모든 챕터: 챕터 11 - 챕터 20

SCARLETT The soft morning light spills into the room as I slowly open my eyes and, to my surprise, I find Reed beside me, his arms wrapped snugly around me.A surge of warmth floods through me as I realize he did come to my room, after all. A tender smile curves my lips as I take in his features—his face so relaxed in sleep, revealing a softer side of my man—one reserved for moments like these.Gosh, I can’t believe I just said that—my man. The thought floods me with an indescribable sense of warmth and I resist the urge to wake him, content for a few more stolen seconds to admire the contours of his face. But just then, my jealous alarm punctuates the morning with a sharp beep, and he stirs.His drowsy eyes meet mine, and a husky “Good morning” escapes his lips. I return the greeting, our voices still rough with sleep, and I ask how he slept, just wanting to hear his voice again.He assures me it was restful, sealing the reply with a gentle kiss that lingers on my lips before redire

SCARLETT The night air is charged with excitement as we step onto Istiklal Avenue. It’s just before 11 p.m., and we are having a blast. Before coming here, Emre took us to the 360 Bar, whose views of the city are still vivid in our minds. We are now ready to explore Istanbul's nightlife, still guided by Emre. Lexi was right to convince us to ditch the list; this is what we are meant to be doing out here. As we walk down Istiklal Avenue, Emre points out important landmarks and tells stories that add a personal touch to our journey. He has been an excellent tour guide; he even declined payment for this night. He said this one is on him, and sparks are flying between him and Lexi.The aroma of street food wafts through the air, enticing us to try the local flavors, and our senses are awakened as we pass by various storefronts, their displays tempting us with Turkish delights and vibrant souvenirs.Emre recommends trying a traditional Turkish dessert from one of the renowned patisseries

REED My phone vibrates, and I pull it from my pocket to find a missed call from Scarlett. Panic rushes through me as I dial her number, my leg trembling with anxiety, and the car's speed feels painfully inadequate. The phone rings, then goes dead. What the hell? I try again, but it goes to voicemail, and I lose it. "Go faster!" My frustration boils over as I look at the driver, practically ordering him to ignore red lights and drive through traffic like a man possessed."What is wrong, man?" one of my friends in the car asks, his face filled with concern, and I tell him I can not reach Scarlett after seeing a missed call. "We are almost there. Maybe her battery died, or she is in an area with no signal. Don’t jump to conclusions.” Larken says, but I can not get over the sinking feeling in my gut. My dread grew stronger after I spoke with her an hour ago. I could hear she was very drunk, and I started imagining the worst scenarios playing out all over again.After finding out that S

SCARLETT Reed smiles at me, raising my hand to his lips, and I smile back, the cool breeze caressing my hair as I take in the breathtaking scenery. "That is the Tower Bridge," he says, and I turn my head to see the majestic structure, its beautiful design illuminated against the evening sky. We are on a tour, and the city is alive with activity as Reed navigates the roads with the ease of someone who knows the area well. He pulls over, and we step out to get a better look at the bridge looming overhead."It is beautiful," Ollie says quietly, and I agree as Reed intertwines our fingers once more. Lexi and Ollie have never been here either. The River Thames flows beneath us, reflecting the city lights like liquid gold, and Reed tells us about the bridge's history, leading me to wonder how he knows so much. He chuckles, reminding me that he has lived here for two years. We return to the car after seeing enough, and then we drive past Buckingham Palace, where the Queen's Guard stands s

SCARLETT "Ooh! Finally, the birthday girl arrives. Good morning, and welcome back. I was so lonely here without you,” Mrs. Sterling says as I enter the dining area and we share a hug while she asks me how it went with this biggest smile that takes my anxiety from one to a thousand in a second, knowing what I have to tell her.I settle down as Lena dishes up for me, muttering, Thank you. For some reason, the first thing that comes out of my mouth as I look back at Mrs. Sterling is that it went well. Instead of I made a stupid mistake that almost got us abducted. Just then, my mother walks in with a huge smile.I get up, and we hug. Mom is the house manager, so she has privileges that some of the other workers don’t have like being allowed to have breakfast with us if she wants, but she mostly prefers to eat with the girls or at her quarters.She sits with us this time, though, and asks how everything went. It does nothing for my anxiety. I tell her the same thing I told Mrs. Sterling