All Chapters of Reclaimed by the Billionaire : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Xavier~"Damm it," I kicked the car's door to vent my frustration on it. I wasn't prepared for that kind of encounter with Jordan Lucas. I am well aware of his dangerous side. For this reason, I repeatedly asked Bella to keep quiet, but despite my repeated warnings, she ignored me. The more I tried to keep her away from Jordan Lucas, the more Bella dragged herself into this murder case. She has already challenged him, and I am confident that he will take all necessary steps to ensure she loses this court case. I am entirely to blame for this. If I already knew that Jordan Lucas was involved in this case, then I would never have asked her to defend me. I'm torn between wanting to close this murder case and wanting to protect her from Jordan. Today, I saw a vengeance fire in Jordan's eyes, and I do not doubt that he will no longer be silent. She glared at me before sitting in the passenger seat. I softly started the car's engine. My mind was consumed by the potential trouble she had

Xavier~"I discovered additional clues about Jordan Lucas." I opened my laptop as I saw her entering her office. "Mr. Thompson, this murder case is yours, so we must prove your innocence before focusing on Jordan Lucas." She turned on her laptop and started working on it. Her cold, distant behavior tells me that she is not in a good mood today. I wanted to ask her about the events from last night at her house, but the awkward silence between us made me even more afraid to question her. "Mr. Thompson, you need to mentally be ready for Derrick Merchant's harsh interrogation. I am pretty sure that he will come to the court well-prepared this time." After spending the last two hours working on her laptop, she broke the silence and gazed directly into my face. "I understand, but I don't believe he's going to specifically target me this time." I sighed heavily as I thought about Jordan's threat to Bella. "What do you mean?" She questioned me with confusion. "I believe he set you up fo

Xavier~"Can I come to meet you at your hotel tomorrow?" I received her message on my phone at midnight. My mind was already overflowing with numerous thoughts, making it difficult for me to sleep, and the strange message she sent me only heightened my anxiety. Why would she want to meet me at a hotel? Why is she still awake?I wanted to talk to her right away, but thinking about her husband stopped me from calling. I drank whisky to help calm the intense feelings of humiliation, remorse, and dread. But one bottle wasn't enough to dull the overwhelming thoughts swirling in my mind. Why does she always push me away when I try to keep her safe? I know she's moved on with her life, but I can't stop trying to protect her.Today, I followed her car not just out of curiosity but also because it was the only way I knew to ensure her safety. For a brief moment, she leaned on me. That feeling of having her trust, even if it was fleeting, made me feel complete. But then, like always, she ran aw

Xavier~"Bella, be careful." I tightened my grip on her waist as soon as I noticed her losing her balance. In an attempt to save herself from falling, she clutched my shoulders. Sensing her closeness made the desires I had been trying to bury deep within me come to the surface. Our lips were just inches apart when our eyes met. I can feel her heavy breathing and loud heartbeat. Is she affected by my proximity? For the first time in my life, I looked closely at her beautiful face. Her lips, delicate feather-like cheeks, and beautiful eyelashes caught my attention. I noticed how plump her lips were and had an immediate want to taste them, but I forced myself to repress my lustful thoughts. I still remember how passionately I sucked her lips on that night. Even after so many years had passed, I could never forget the passionate night I spent with Isabella—even if I was inebriated - and couldn't recall precisely that I was romancing her rather than Alicia. That night, I experienced a pe

Xavier~"Let me help you." I opened the car's door to help her get down. Alan was sleeping on her lap, which made it challenging for her to get out of her position. "It's all right, Mr. Thompson; I will manage." She asked the security guard to help her. I managed my anger throughout the entire drive, but I'm finding it increasingly challenging to deal with her peculiar behavior. One moment, she was very friendly with me, and the other moment, she treated me as if she were talking to a stranger. Her behavior abruptly changed after that phone call. During the call, I overheard her discussing DNA reports. Was she talking about Alan? Why did she appear so terrified after speaking with her husband? "Open the gate; I will take him inside the house." I saw the old watchman and asked him to open the gate. Alan was suffering from blisters on his feet, so I didn't want to disturb him further. She opened her mouth to argue with me, but when she saw my frustrated gaze, she immediately closed i