All Chapters of Hate to Love Your Heart (A Billionaire’s Revenge): Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Venessa’s POV: The silence of the mansion at midnight felt suffocating, the kind of silence that presses down on your chest, making each breath heavier than the last. I lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, trying to ignore the way my heart seemed to be pounding in my chest. The pressure was building, that familiar ache spreading from my chest to my arms, making them feel numb. My pulse throbbed in my ears, and no matter how many times I shifted positions or tried to find a comfortable angle, the pain wouldn’t subside. I could feel it—the aftermath of the rich, indulgent food Alex had placed in front of me earlier. It was like my body was rebelling against me, punishing me for the one thing I couldn’t resist. For the momentary lapse in judgment when I ignored the rules I had lived by for years. I had eaten that meal knowing full well what it could do to me, but I’d pushed the thought aside, thinking I could handle it. Now, lying here in the dark, the consequences of that choice were e

When she opened the door, she was surprised to see the maid who had been with Alex the night before. The maid stood before her, a polite smile on her face, holding a tray with a steaming cup of coffee and a plate of breakfast pastries. "Good morning, Miss Venessa," the maid said, her voice soft and respectful. "I brought you some breakfast." Venessa's eyes narrowed slightly as she looked at the maid. She couldn't help but wonder if the maid had been sent to spy on her, or if she was just being paranoid. "Thank you," Venessa said finally, taking the tray from the maid. "I appreciate it." The maid nodded and turned to leave, but Venessa called out to her. "Wait," she said. "What's your name?" The maid turned back to her, a hint of surprise on her face. "My name is Sophia, Miss Venessa," she replied. Venessa nodded, feeling a pang of guilt for not asking sooner. "Thank you, Sophia," she said. "I'll make sure to remember your name." Sophia smiled and nodded, before turning and disa

Alex POV….As I moved through the corridors, my footsteps quiet on the plush carpet, I could already feel my heart beating faster. I wasn’t sure what I’d say to her, or how I’d even approach her after everything she saw last night. I could tell by the way she’d avoided me all day, But I couldn’t help myself. I had to know.When I was just a few doors down from her room, I stopped. I could hear it—the faint sound of her laughter. It was beautiful. I hadn’t heard her laugh like before . For a moment, I just stood there, leaning against the wall, listening. There was something about it that stirred something deep inside me. It was like a secret I hadn’t known she’d been keeping from me, a side of her I had never said.And then, curiosity got the better of me.I moved closer to the door, my pulse quickening with each step. I didn’t know what to expect, but I couldn’t stay away. I wanted to know what had made her so happy. What was it that was making her laugh like that?But as I stood jus

Alex POV…. “No. You’re not going anywhere.” The finality in my voice seemed to freeze the air between us. Venessa’s eyes shot up to mine, and for a moment, I saw the same defiance that had once made her so untouchable. But this time, it was different. She was breaking, and I could feel it. She didn’t speak immediately, but her fists clenched at her sides as she took a step forward, as if to challenge me. The tension in the room grew thick, choking us both. Then, without warning, her voice rang out, sharp and trembling with a mixture of anger and desperation. “Why do you need me? Can’t you just let me go? I hate you.” The words stung. They cut deeper than I was willing to admit. I stood still, absorbing her fury, but her hatred didn’t have the effect she was hoping for. It only made me more determined. More resolute. Her words barely had time to hang in the air before she raised her weak hands and slammed them—one after another—into my chest, her small fists landing with little f

Her breath came in shallow, pained gasps, and she instinctively leaned into him, gripping his arm for support, her fingers trembling. “I… I’m fine,” she whispered through clenched teeth, trying to push away the discomfort.But Alex wasn’t convinced. He took a step back, his eyes narrowing in confusion. “Are you sure you’re fine? You’re not acting like it.”“I said I’m fine,” she repeated, her voice more insistent now, though strained. “Please, don’t call a doctor.”Alex frowned, still watching her carefully. Something wasn’t right. Why was she refusing help?Without thinking, he reached down and scooped her up into his arms, his movements sharp, as if he were afraid she might collapse in front of him. Venessa’s body was light, fragile, and as he cradled her against his chest, she instinctively buried her face into his shirt. Her hands were limp at her sides, her head resting against his shoulder.Her body was burning with feverish heat. He felt the sweat beginning to form on her fore