All Chapters of The Disabled Billionaire Is Obsessed With Me : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Asher I stopped outside the tall gates of a mansion, pulling the bike to a slow halt. The towering building loomed in front of me. So, this was where she was living. No wonder it was difficult to find her. I pulled my helmet off and ran a hand through my hair, glancing up at the estate. Without a second thought, I grabbed my phone and snapped a picture of the mansion. The click of the camera must have caught her attention because she shifted behind me. "Are we here yet?" I didn’t answer right away, staring at the photo on my screen. After a moment, I slid the phone back into my pocket and said, “Yeah. We’re here.” She let go of my waist, and the warmth of her touch vanished instantly, leaving me colder than I cared to admit. I turned to watch as she took off the helmet, her hair spilling out like a damn commercial. The wind caught it, brushing it across her face, and I couldn’t help the way my jaw tightened. She had on my leather jacket and looked better in it than I ever had.

Adele Present time The Noah standing in front of me now was nothing like the boy I once knew. Tattoos covered his arms, a silver ring pierced through his nose, but it was his eyes that unsettled me the most, it was so different from the innocent, wide-eyed boy I had once protected. The boy who used to cry when we buried dead birds in the orphanage garden. The boy who would sneak extra food onto my plate when I wasn’t eating enough. The boy who promised me that no matter what, we would always be together. That boy was gone. In his place stood a man with blood on his hands. After Eve died, everything changed. A year later, Noah and I were adopted by an Italian family. Well, if you could even call them that. Family was supposed to mean love, safety, but the people who took us in only knew power and control. I should have listened to Noah. We should have run away before we were adopted. But I was desperate. Desperate to believe that we could have a second chance, that

Asher Present day The room was dead silent, Adele’s words echoing in my fucking head like a gunshot that wouldn’t fade. My Eve had been alive all this time. I should have felt relief. Hell, I should have felt something other than this burning rage consuming me. But all I could think about was the years I spent drowning in grief, thinking she was gone forever. All I could think about was the nights I spent wishing I had been there, wishing I had died with her because living without her had felt like hell. And all this time, Adele knew. My own sister knew. My fists clenched at my sides, my nails digging into my palms. If she weren’t my blood, I would have put a bullet in her head without hesitation. I inhaled slowly, trying to control my rage. Then I lifted my eyes to meet hers. “Finish.” “W-what?” “Finish your story,” I said, my tone like ice. “That wasn’t the end of it, was it? If it was, you would’ve never told me the truth or come crawling for my help. You wo

Eve “I know you want to die, but live, not for anyone else, but for yourself. Please, take my hand. Please! I can't let you die. I can’t—” "Let go. Don't try to save a dead man. Nobody would cry for me if you let go.” His voice was hollow, stripped of everything that made a person human. I tightened my grip on his wrist, refusing to let go. My chest ached as I looked at him. There was no light in his eyes, no fight left in his body. How much pain must a person endure to reach this point? Will I one day find myself here, standing on the edge, refusing someone’s outstretched hand? Will I also break? Will I give up on life? I had no idea. But there was one thing I knew. "Maybe you're right, maybe you have nobody to cry for you," I whispered, my voice shaking. "But don't you think you're selfish for trying to kill yourself? You're still breathing. Your heart is still beating. As long as you’re alive, there’s still a chance for you to overcome everything. Don't give others the sati

Xander Nathan leaned back in his chair, his smile full of self-satisfaction. "So, I sealed the deal with the Jones family, father. They were difficult to deal with, but after a while, I just had to persuade them to invest in us." I looked at the scene in front of me, keeping my expression blank. Nathan and Gianna were both grinning like fools, waiting for my father’s approval like obedient dogs. My father sat in his seat, his face unreadable, as always. He gave a slow nod, it was barely an acknowledgment but that was enough for them. Nathan straightened up, puffing out his chest like a child being praised for doing something mildly competent. Gianna, ever the doting mother, placed a hand on her son's arm, her eyes practically glowing with pride. I watched, unimpressed. What a joke. This was a waste of my time. The only reason I was here was because my father had requested my presence, and he never did that unless it was something important. But now, listening to Nathan boast ab