All Chapters of Chased By Billionaire After One Night: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

"What… what does this mean?" Her face was filled with shock and confusion as she asked, her voice trembling. God, what had she just done? She must have been bewitched to sign it! She didn't even read the contract before signing it! Wasn't this supposed to be a lover's arrangement? How did it turn into a marriage contract— and for three years? Tears welled up in Phoebe's eyes… she felt deceived."Does that expression mean you're unwilling?" Alexander's voice was cold, his face hard. Damn woman, what kind of reaction was this? Any other woman would be ecstatic, but not her. She looked like she wanted to run away."I… I… I…" she stammered, still unable to wrap her head around what had just happened. "Don't worry, you'll be well compensated," he said, his tone dismissive. "Wait… I didn't read it properly before signing. It doesn't count!" Phoebe protested. She didn't care about the money. No matter how much it was, she didn't need it. She had wanted to clear things up with him

"Is that Alex?" "Alexander Davis? The CEO of DA Group?" "Yes, it's him. But why would he show up at such a small event?" "I find it odd as well..." "Maybe he's here to acquire a company?" "Who knows..." The men in the crowd whispered to each other, trying to figure out why he was there. Meanwhile, the women were making all sorts of efforts to catch his attention, batting their lashes and striking poses. Alexander merely glanced coolly at the woman on stage, then walked into the villa, surrounded by his bodyguards. Phoebe, standing on stage, noticed the commotion below. From where she was, she couldn't hear what people were saying, but she did see a tall figure moving away. She didn't think much of it and continued her speech. ***On the second floor of the villa, there was a private VIP suite — a luxurious room reserved for people of high status. Only the elite could access this level. "Mr. Davis, thank you for your generous donation of one hundred million..." the

When Phoebe came to, she vaguely remembered someone carrying her into a car. Her body, as if it had a mind of its own, clung to him like a water serpent, entwining with him.Then she felt it—a strong, heated body pulling her tightly into its embrace. The way he held her was possessive, forceful, and far from gentle. He seemed angry, but none of that mattered. What mattered was that this sensation felt strangely familiar.It felt like Alexander. Was this a dream? Or was it just her desperate hope that it was him?She didn't understand why he was the first person to come to her mind. She had tried so hard to forget him, thinking that if he disappeared, she could erase every trace of him and pretend nothing had ever happened. But she was wrong..."Ugh..." She let out a soft moan, her body acting on its own. It felt like she was wandering through a desert, thirsting for water, yearning for some relief. She could feel a coolness enveloping her, and she instinctively wanted to be closer, to

Phoebe opened the refrigerator and, to her surprise, found a variety of fresh ingredients. She had worried about not having anything to cook with, but now she didn't need to worry about going out to buy groceries while dressed like this.As she stared at the well-stocked fridge, she hesitated.What does he like to eat? She realized she hadn't asked him. Should she go and ask now? That felt awkward, maybe even a bit strange.Forget it. Why overthink it? She would just make something simple. Whether he liked it or not, it didn't matter. She was just an ordinary girl—there was no way she could satisfy his gourmet tastes.She picked out a few ingredients and got to work.Meanwhile, Alexander had finished changing and dealing with some work in the study. When he came downstairs, he heard faint sounds coming from the kitchen. Curious, he walked over to take a look.The aroma of the food hit him, and for a moment, his eyes flickered with surprise before his expression returned to normal.He

At midnight, Phoebe changed out of her bar uniform, ready to leave.The bar was close to school, and it only took her about fifteen minutes to bike there. But before she could even get close to campus, a car suddenly swerved in front of her, blocking her path.Startled, she screamed, nearly being thrown off her bike. Heart pounding, she was still trying to catch her breath when a commanding voice rang out from above her."Get in the car!"Phoebe froze in shock. It was Alexander. Before she could react, he stormed out of the car, kicked her bike aside, and grabbed her by the throat, lifting her off the ground."You're disobeying me?" His voice was slow and deliberate, every word dripping with dangerous intent as he locked eyes with her.Phoebe's face paled as she struggled to breathe. Without a word, Alexander threw her into the car and got in himself. The door slammed shut, and the locks clicked into place. He pressed a button, and the car's windows darkened with a black tint.Phoebe