All Chapters of Saved by the Billionaire's Love: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Cat POVA limo pulled up beside me, and Luke opened one of the back doors from the inside. He motioned to me, and I slid into the limo beside him. "We can go back to the villa if you'd like," he said, pulling the door closed. "Yes, please," I said, nodding. Luke gave the instructions to the driver and then leaned back in the seat. He slung an arm over my shoulders, and I leaned against him. I didn't know how this suddenly became the norm, but I was loving every second of it. "I was right about this not being such a good idea," I said, sighing. "Why would you think that?" Luke asked, turning his head to me. I kept my eyes on the partition between us and the driver. I'd told Luke I'd had a run-in with Aaron and Fiona, but it was a lot more than that. "Aaron was being a complete ass," I said, twiddling my thumbs. "Yes, you mentioned that he and my sister were fighting because he'd tried to get you back." "Aaron took me aside, pulling me into a closet.... He sa

Cat POVOur time in the Caribbean wrapped up faster than I wanted it to. In just a few days, we were able to set the groundwork for the project, talk to potential contractors, and move along with the negotiations for the tract of land. I didn't meddle with that; anything to do with Victoria was on Luke. We went back to the city, and I returned to work at the office. Luke and I thought we could keep things professional, but it wasn't proving to be easy. During a morning briefing, Luke sat at the head of a conference table. The rest of the department heads, including me, sat around the table listening to a presentation by a bridge engineer about a potential new market. Luke's firm primarily dealt in real estate, but building bridges was a very lucrative business he was considering expanding into. During the presentation, I was taking notes when I felt a prickle down my spine. Glancing up, I saw Luke staring at me with deep, smoldering eyes. My cheeks flushed, and I lo

Cat POVI had no idea when Victoria had showed up. Luke's cousins had asked about her, so it made sense that she was there. Sort of. It wasn't like it was her grandfather who was dying. "What are you doing here?" I asked again as she closed the library door. "I told you, we need to have a chat," she said. She pulled out her phone and a thick file folder and set them on a table. She sat down and lifted her feet, resting her ankles on the table. "You might want to sit down for this," she said, motioning to the chair across from her. "No, I'll stand," I said, crossing my arms and glaring at her. "Have it your way."Victoria opened the file folder and pulled out a stack of papers. I saw Luke's company log watermarked on the page, and at the top of the page in bold lettering was the lot number of the land he'd just purchased from Victoria's father in the Caribbean. "I'm sure you know that until everything is signed for and watertight, I can still convince my fath

Cat POVBefore Luke returned, I went to his place and cleaned out my things. Then I went home to live with my mom. It didn't take me long to get a job at a small, local firm. They designed office spaces. It wasn't the most interesting job, and I certainly wasn't flying all over the world for it, but it paid me enough to take care of things around my mom's house and lessen the financial burden on her. It had been almost a month and a half since I'd been home. She was mostly happy to have me there, but she did like to hit me with condescending remarks now and then. It was tense most of the time. At least the dude she was seeing seemed to have backed off for good ever since I returned. "Honey, you look pale," my mom said when I came down for breakfast. "I'm fine. Just a little tired," I said. I waved her off and went to the coffeepot. My mom only kept decaf in the house. It was horrible, but at least it made me feel like I was getting a morning jolt of coffee. "Are

Cat POV"I… that… does it matter?" I asked, unable to say anything else. What did it matter how I felt, now?"When Luke and I spoke in France, he talked about you more than anything else," Alistair explained. "We had some good times together, but it wasn't meant to last," I said, shaking my head. "And why do you think that?" he asked back. "Luke and I are the closest members of the family. He tells me everything, and I know him very well.""He told me the two of you were very close as well," I agreed with a nod. Alistair sighed and sat at the head of the table like he was a CEO about to lead a very important conference. He lay his palms flat on the table. "Then believe me when I tell you that he was happier talking about you than anything else. Happier than I'd ever seen him," Alistair said, fixing me with a challenging look. It was like he was daring me to argue with him. "It doesn't matter, we aren't meant to be together," I said, shaking my head. "If that wer