All Chapters of The Ruthless Billionaire's Revenge: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

The morning sunlight streamed through the blinds, casting streaks of golden light across the bedroom.A piercing headache throbbed in Adrian’s skull, a lingering effect of last night’s emotional breakdown and the bottles of wine he had downed in a futile attempt to numb his pain.With a low groan, he sat up, rubbing his temples as flashes of the previous night stormed through his mind. The betrayal. The anger. The humiliation. His fists clenched as he remembered her face—Elena’s face—the woman he had trusted, the woman he had given a position close to him, Elena that he has helped in so many ways, only for her to stab him in the back, and stood there like she wasn't aware of what was happening or what she'd done. Dragging himself out of bed, Adrian strode toward the bathroom, turning on the cold water to jolt himself awake. He braced his hands on the sink, staring at his reflection. His dark eyes held a storm of emotions, his jaw set in unyielding resolve. He had allowed himself to

Adrian sat at his desk, staring at the financial reports on his screen, he was lost in thoughts, his mind wasn’t on the numbers.It was on her.Every time Elena walked into his office, every time she spoke, every time she looked at him with those determined eyes, something inside him wavered.He clenched his jaw, shaking his head. No. He wouldn’t let himself be weak. Not after what she had done, not after everything he has been through and not even in this his condition, that he can't help but always think of what happened, why it happened and how come it happened.He had spent months convincing himself that she was nothing to him, that her betrayal had turned whatever existed between them into ash. And yet, the moment she walked into the office, his focus shattered. The memories he fought so hard to suppress resurfaced, taunting him.A sharp knock on the door pulled him from his thoughts. He knew who it was before she even stepped inside.Of course it was Elena.She walked in with he

Elena felt the stares the moment she stepped into the office. The hushed whispers, the side glances, the way conversations seemed to change the second she walked by—it was all too familiar. She kept her head high, refusing to let it get to her, but deep down, she knew exactly what was happening.They were talking about her.She pretends not to notice how her colleagues were stealing glances at her. The tension in the room was thick, but she had long since learned to endure it. It wasn’t the first time she had been the subject of office gossip, and it probably wouldn’t be the last.“Elena.”She turned to see Sophie, one of the few coworkers who still spoke to her, she stopped, standing beside her desk with an uneasy expression.“You’ve heard, haven’t you?” Sophie asked in a low voice.Elena forced a small smile. “If you mean the stares and whispers, then yes, I’ve noticed.”Sophie hesitated, then sighed. “It’s about the contract.”Elena frowned. “What contract?”“The exclusive one. The

What was Adrian going to say?Elena wasn’t sure she wanted to hear it.The air around the dinner table thickened, the weight of unspoken words pressing against her chest. The client, a seasoned businessman with years of experience reading people, watched Adrian closely, waiting for his response.Adrian held the client’s gaze, his expression unreadable. Then, in a calm, controlled voice, he said, “Elena stays because I say so.”A quiet chuckle rumbled from the client’s throat. He leaned back, swirling the wine in his glass. “That’s not an answer, Adrian.”Adrian’s smirk was sharp as he mirrored the man’s movements, his fingers lightly tapping against his own glass. “It’s the only answer that matters.”Lucas, seated beside the client, raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued by the sudden tension.The client tilted his head, studying Adrian with interest. “So, you’re saying you trust her?”Adrian’s jaw tightened slightly, a flicker of something unreadable passing through his gaze. “I’m sayi

Back to the office and work was going well.Elena had just finished sorting through reports when a sharp, purposeful knock echoed against her office door.It wasn’t hesitant. It wasn’t polite.She already knew who it was.Lucas.Sighing, she placed the documents aside, straightened her shoulders, and braced herself. “Come in.”The door swung open, and Lucas stepped inside with his usual calculated composure, his face unreadable.But Elena wasn’t fooled.Beneath that calm façade, his sharp gaze carried an undercurrent of distrust—a silent, relentless accusation.He closed the door behind him with a quiet click, crossed his arms over his chest, and fixed her with a steady stare. "We need to talk."Elena leaned back in her chair, forcing herself to appear unaffected. "I can't imagine we have much to say to each other."Lucas let out a dry laugh, though there was no amusement in his eyes. "You’d be surprised."He moved forward, resting his hands on her desk, leaning just enough to make hi