All Chapters of THE BILLIONAIRE'S DANGEROUS LOVE : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Vanessa's POVMy mind had been unsettled ever since I found out yesterday that Lucian and Brenda were planning to get married next week. Owing to my reaction the night Brenda injured herself, Lucian hadn't been answering my calls nor even replying to my messages. That bitch had finally succeeded in making him completely alienate himself from me, I thought. I had vowed to make his alienation short-lived as I headed to Lucian's house yesterday hoping to see him and apologize to him in person since he wouldn't answer my calls.The moment I had approached his door and I heard those words, at first, I thought I had misheard. I thought there was a problem with my head until he and Brenda didn't refute what I thought I heard. It felt like something inside me snapped, like my entire world was shattering before my eyes. I just kept wondering—how could he do this to me? How could Lucian, the man I had always loved, choose her? That wretched girl. That nobody.I tossed and turned all night,

Lucian's POV The moment I found another road, I slammed my foot down on the gas pedal again, the engine roaring as we shot forward like a bullet. My heart pounded violently in my chest, my hands tightening around the wheel so hard I thought it might snap.Brenda was still trembling beside me, her breathing ragged, but she had stopped screaming. I couldn't tell if it was because she realized it wouldn’t help, or because she was in shock.The masked men were relentless. Their tires screeched behind us, their engine roaring as they struggled to keep up with my erratic maneuvers. But I had one advantage—I knew how to drive like a madman when necessary.We cut around another sharp corner, and then another.And suddenly, I saw it.The road stretched ahead of us, flanked on both sides by thick, looming forests. The towering trees stood like dark sentinels, their branches twisting overhead, blotting out most of the sunlight. The road was eerily deserted. No witnesses.An idea struck me lik

Brenda’s POVMy mind drifted to the guards that Lucian mentioned earlier and the thought of having them around me sent a chill through my spine.Not because I was afraid of them, but because the idea of being monitored constantly unsettled me. What if they got too close? What if they started asking questions? What if they uncovered what I had been hiding all along?I clenched my fists on my lap, willing myself to stay calm. No. That wouldn't happen. I would make sure of it.I could always set boundaries, tell them to give me space. And besides, if anything, this so-called “security” could work to my advantage. It would be a perfect excuse to avoid the media when I started working at Lucian’s company. No press, no cameras, no unnecessary scrutiny.A silver lining.I leaned back on the couch, inhaling deeply, trying to let that little piece of comfort settle in. But just as I was about to relax, Lucian’s phone rang, slicing through the silence like a blade.I glanced in his direction, c

Brenda's POVI wasn’t sure how long the call lasted, but when he finally ended it and turned back to me, his expression was unreadable again, his features carved from stone.I crossed my arms, refusing to back down this time. "Are you going to tell me what’s going on, or are you just going to keep brushing me off?"Lucian didn’t answer immediately. Instead, he moved to the window, staring out into the darkness as if searching for something. "You’re safe," he said eventually, his voice softer now, but still carrying the same authority. "That’s all that matters."I let out an exasperated breath. "Lucian, stop doing that."His head snapped toward me. "Doing what?""Giving me vague reassurances like I’m some fragile doll that can’t handle the truth." My frustration boiled over. "You pulled me into this. You made me part of your world, whether I wanted to be or not. So tell me what the hell I’m actually up against!"The fact he wasn't answering me was making me lose it now so I went on exp

Brenda’s POVLucian held me so tightly that I could feel his heartbeat pounding against my own. His arms wrapped around me as though he were afraid to let go, as though doing so would make me disappear. His breathing was ragged, uneven, as if he had just run a marathon, and yet he refused to loosen his grip.I wasn’t sure who was holding on to whom more.I stood there, pressed against him, frozen in place, unable to decide what I was feeling. My mind was a tangled mess of emotions, colliding and crashing into each other like waves against jagged rocks.I was alive.I should be relieved.But was I?Or was I more devastated that surviving meant I had to keep enduring this endless nightmare?When I had seen the gun pointed at Lucian, something inside me had snapped. Despite everything—despite the danger, the chaos, the mess he had dragged me into—my heart couldn’t take it. The thought of him dying right in front of me had sent a visceral, gut-wrenching panic through my veins.Why?Why h