All Chapters of Beyond The Billionaire’s Betrayal: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Luke’s POVI arrived at Gabriel’s house at exactly 7:57 PM. I was supposed to pick her up at 8 PM, but I wanted to be that gentleman who arrived earlier than agreed. I walked up to the door and knocked immediately, just as I checked my watch.“Oh! My love, I’m coming!” she called out, her voice almost too eager, as though she knew exactly who it was at the door. There was something about the way she said it that made me smirk—she sounded like she was trying to spite Gabriel with our date tonight.Scoff.Women. Always so dramatic—so shallow-minded. If only she knew this was all Gabriel’s doing. She’d run ten miles away from me if she understood the danger she was really in. But no, she was walking straight into her death, completely unaware.The door creaked open, and before I could say another word, she pulled me in for a tight hug. Right in front of Gabriel. It was almost too perfect. She wanted to make a point, but she didn’t realize how much she was playing into my hands.Gabr

Luke’s POVShe smiled slyly, her lips curling in a way that screamed mischief. It wasn’t just a smile—it was a promise. Then, slowly, she began to undo her buttons, her fingers deliberate as if she wanted me to watch and savor every second.This dress—whatever it was—was one of those women’s designs I couldn’t name, but it didn’t matter. As she freed each button, the fabric parted in a smooth cascade, like Moses splitting the Red Sea into two perfect halves.She stood there, unflinching under my gaze. Speaking of perfection, Emmanuella was its living embodiment.Her matching lingerie caught my attention first—a bold, fiery red that contrasted beautifully against her skin. The bra cupped her breasts just enough to tempt, while the panties clung to her hips like they were custom-made to flaunt her every curve.“You’re staring,” she teased, her voice a melodic hum, snapping me back from my trance.“Who wouldn’t?” I replied with a smirk.Her laugh was soft, almost mocking, as she took a sl

Luke’s POV“A cheating woman is a dangerous woman who could kill you if you do not chase her away quickly.”I smirked at the words Emmanuella exclaimed while I was stroking her faster and faster. And I just knew that Gabriel was lucky to be hunting her life first. If not, he would certainly be the one to go six feet under, because this woman he called his wife was ready to take him down with no remorse if given the chance.I came the second time into her. But alas, I have been long diagnosed as infertile, so there was no way she could get pregnant.Just as I pulled out my dick from her, I saw how she smiled back to me. Even the blind could see that she really enjoyed this.“I am so tired,” she breathed out tirelessly indeed. And with me, rising up from the bed, I watched how she covered herself with the blanket, and under one second, she was fast asleep.“Bitch!” I cursed at her instantly now.My expression had changed like I was not the one who just finished having sex with her. One t

Gabriel’s POVI couldn’t believe what I was reading on my phone screen as Luke replied to me. Does this guy even know what he’s doing at all? How can he claim that hotel rooms don’t have CCTV installed because it’s against privacy laws and could lead to lawsuits? My heart raced, pounding with panic that made me shiver. My hands shook as I scrolled back through the message, rereading his words over and over again, hoping for some clarity, but none came. This is bad... This is really bad. I continued pacing around the room, glancing out the windows from time to time, hoping the sight of the street below would calm me, but it only made my anxiety worse.I knew Luke had made a terrible mistake. I should have realised this moment was inevitable the second he’d started veering off-script. The plan was simple: get rid of Emmanuella like an accident, without a trace, and everything would be fine. But Luke had gone too far. Now, the police would be here any minute, and he’d just ruined my lif

Gabriel’s POVIt didn’t matter how much turmoil was swirling within me. One thing was certain now—no action was being taken against me for Emmanuella’s murder.There was one thing prevalent in Mandena: as news of Emmanuella’s murder went viral across all platforms, the police would have already been banging on my door to arrest me if they found me guilty by their investigation.But since they hadn’t shown up all through the night, it only meant one thing—they weren’t coming for me. Luke had indeed done a great job, and I was not a suspect at all.I stood by the window in my bedroom this morning, watching the city view and admiring the new reality I have set for myself. Just then, I pulled out my phone once again and read the blog post from the anonymous writer for the fourth time.“There was no mention of my name in the blog post. Luke has really done a great job, just as he said he would,” I muttered as though I were reading it for the first time.Excitement wrapped around me like a