The Billionaire's Daring Kitten 의 모든 챕터: 챕터 31 - 챕터 40

RUBY'S POVI whistled a tune to myself as I stepped out of my room, my gym bag slung over my shoulder. Four days had passed since Dominic’s unexpected visit, and though I hadn’t heard from him since, his words still echoed in my head. I wasn’t sure if he’d done anything to Gabriel yet, but things had been surprisingly calm. No threatening letters, no booby traps—just the quiet presence of Ambrose’s men, stationed at my house.I glanced back at the two men in camouflage standing in the living room. “I left some apple pie on the kitchen counter,” I told them with a smile. “Help yourselves whenever you’re hungry.”One of them nodded. “Thank you, Miss DanCliffe. Be safe out there.”I gave a small wave as I headed out the door. Sliding into the driver’s seat of my car, I tossed my phone, Airpods and water bottle into the passenger seat and adjusted the rearview mirror. As I backed out of the driveway, I noticed a white car parked a few yards away. I didn’t think much of it—probably a neigh

RUBY'S POVI stared at him, dumbfounded, as the words sank in.“You what?”He didn’t respond. Instead, he grabbed my hand again, his grip firm but not uncomfortable, and started leading me down the street.“Where are we going, anyway?"“You’ll find out soon enough,” he replied.As much as I hated to admit it, the fact that he could make things happen with just a phone call was… impressive. Annoying, but impressive.The man was a walking enigma—one minute, he was a cold, unapproachable masked figure covered in mystery. The next, he was casually arranging for someone to relocate my car, as if that was just something people did every day.I sighed, letting him pull me along. Whatever this was, I had a feeling arguing wasn’t going to get me anywhere.Dominic led me to his car, parked a few meters away, and I stopped in my tracks when I saw it. A sleek Italian car—Lamborghini, of course—gleamed under the morning sunlight. Its design was so sharp and aggressive that it looked like it could

AMBROSE'S POVGabriel was about to destroy everything I worked for.I paced the length of my study, fists balled at my sides, barely able to contain my rage. Ruby’s house had been booby-trapped, and I knew exactly who was behind it. Gabriel. That imbecile was trying to pull a power move, as if he wasn’t already skating on thin ice. After everything I’d done for him—elevating his position, introducing him to Ruby in the first place—this was how he repaid me? By acting impulsively and threatening everything I’d built over the last eleven years?It wasn’t Ruby I was worried about, not really. She was just a tool for me, a means to an end. Gabriel’s reckless stunt could jeopardize our plans, could shine an unwanted spotlight on everything I’d worked so hard to bury under layers of manipulation. The girl had been useful, blissfully unaware of her own role in all this, but now things were getting messy.Too messy.Gabriel was supposed to be a partner. But lately, he’d been more trouble tha

RUBY'S POVThe car was quiet except for the soft hum of the engine and the rhythmic slapping of rain against the windshield. Dominic’s eyes were locked on the road ahead, his jaw set tight and his hands gripping the steering wheel like it was the only thing holding him together. From the corner of my eye, I watched him, studying the stiff way his fingers curled around the leather, white-knuckled, as if he was fighting himself.I pursed my lips as the memory of the traffic light intersection crept back into my mind. My cheeks flushed involuntarily, remembering how hard he'd felt under my fingers. Was that what this was about? Was he overthinking it, afraid he’d been too forward with me?Hell, fuck forward. This man had seen every naked bit of me. Why was he acting like this because I groped him in his car?But then, it wouldn’t surprise me. Dominic Rutherford was all sharp edges and commanding stares, but with me, he seemed different. Gentle, careful. Like he was tiptoeing around me, a

RUBY'S POV I sank into the bed after Dominic left, sighing as the mattress hugged me like a warm cloud. I ran my hand across the sheets—they were impossibly soft, almost as soft as the ones in my condo. For someone as cold and brooding as Dominic, he sure knew how to pick his fabrics.I stared up at the ceiling, feeling the quiet press against me. It was too much. Too still. The entire room was beautiful, yes, but there wasn’t a speck of colour anywhere. Gray, black, white—if someone ever painted Dominic’s soul, it would probably look just like this room.Three days. That’s all I had to endure here. But even so, I might actually lose my mind if I didn’t add something—anything—that made it feel a little like me.I sat up, grabbing my phone from the bedside table. It buzzed to life immediately, lighting up with notification after notification. Dozens of messages poured in from Ariana and Lilac on our group chat. I opened the chat briefly:ARIANA: Wait, wait, wait. You’re MOVING IN with