Billionaire's Betrayal a contracted revenge (Aurelia) novel Chapter 62

Chapter 62

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house She has been part of it a long time, and she doesn’t care for new faces in it, least of all the ones I take an interest m. My advice, for what little you will value it, is to pay her no mind at all. She bites. But only if you let her get close enough.

It wasn’t an answer. It was a door shut politely in my face, and we both knew it

But I let it go, because I had a larger question, and I had been turning it over since I woke up in that lab

When you took me out of that building.” I said. “I was carrying something. A drive, small, about the size of my finger. Did you find it on me?”

He went still in a way that told me the question interested him a great deal.

No, he said. “There was no drive. You came to me with a wound to the head, a frightening amount of blood, and the clothes on your back. Nothing in your hands. Nothing in your pockets” He tilted his head. “I take it there was meant to be?

My stomach twisted at that moment. I had held it. I had closed my fist around it in the dark of that office, and somewhere between the vault and the green door it had slipped out of me.

“What was on it?’ Kaelen asked. His voice had gone soft now, the voice of a man who has just learned the game holds more pieces than anyone told him.

“I don’t know, I admitted.

You broke into another man’s vault. you nearly died carrying a thing out of it, and you don’t know what the thing was

“I was told to fetch it. I wasn’t told what it held.” I raised my chin. ‘I have learned not to ask questions no one will answer. It saves time.”

He studied me a moment longer.

Whatever that drive held. it had just become his business too, and I had handed it to him without meaning to.

That evening, alone in my room with the mountains going purple in the dusk. I heard it.

Voices. Distant, carried up through the stone from somewhere far below me. Men’s voices, more than one, low and hard. I would have paid them no mind, except that one of them reached up into me and closed a fist around my heart.

I knew that voice.

Three days I had told myself he would come, and three days a smaller, colder voice had whispered back that men didn’t cross another Alpha’s border for a wife who couldn’t even give them a child. That maybe I had already been written off. That maybe the contract had just moved on without me while I slept.

I was off the bed and halfway across the room before I knew it. I didn’t let myself believe it. I had been wrong about a voice once already, in the dark of a hallway, and being wrong had cost me everything I had. But my

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feet didn’t care what my head believed. They carried me to the door.

I pulled it open and nearly walked straight into Elena.

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