Semua Bab WAGERED TO THE BILLIONAIRE : Bab 1 - Bab 5

It’s late, and it was raining. Not the heavy dramatic type of rain - the soft drizzle type. The type that made her looked like she was glowing. She’s laughing.Not with me. Not for me. But I hear it anyway.She’s standing outside a gallery in that red dress. One arm around her friend, the other holding a paper cup of wine, like the world hasn’t touched her yet. Like she’s still untouched by the kind of men who ruin beautiful things.Like me.I stay in the car. Watch from across the street with a silence I've perfected over the years. Lights flicker above her, casting shadows that dance across her smile.She doesn’t know I exist. Not yet.But I know her.I know the way she bites the inside of her cheek when she’s nervous. I know she checks her door twice before leaving the house. I know she sleeps on the left side of the bed, always with the window cracked open.And I know she deserves more than the life she’s been handed.I see Derek step out of the corner and whisper something

I didn't get too far before I heard footsteps behind me. I didn't need to turn to know it was Alexander walking behind - and apparently with some of his goons."I’m not going anywhere with you."I said it with every bit of fire left in me, and kept walking.But he didn't stop following me - no the bastard didn't even miss a step.With a sigh I turned to him angrily, “did you not hear a word I said? I am not going anywhere with you! You can't…you can't do this me.”My breath hitched, and I felt my eyes burning with unused tears but I blinked it away - “I'm not some damn property.”“Don't take it personal honey,” he responded without blinking, “I'm a business man so my number one belief is - a deal is a deal. Your husband lost you in the bet so you are mine.”His words slammed with me and I staggered back, my knees suddenly growing too weak to hold me up as I really processed the whole thing again.“I'm not a property!” I yelled - or at least tried to, but the words came out in a broken

"You’re playing with fire, Alex."I didn’t look up. I kept my eyes on the screen, frozen on an image that had become too familiar—her, curled up on the couch, arms wrapped around her knees like they could keep her from falling apart.“I’m definitely not playing,” I said.Jace leaned against the wall, arms crossed, watching me like I’d already lost my mind. “You built an empire by staying detached. Now you’re babysitting a woman you stole in a poker game and stalking her like a lovesick teenager.”“She wasn’t stolen,” I said calmly. “She was handed to me. Mind your choice of words, Jace.”Jace scoffed. “You’ve had tabs on her for three years. You’ve watched her every move. You knew where she shopped, who she spoke to, what time she got home. That’s not interest, Alex. That’s obsession.”I turned then, slowly. “Careful.”“I’m not judging,” he said, hands up. “I’m just saying—be careful. You’ve always been ten steps ahead. But this… this feels like something that could ruin you.”“I’m n