The Billionaire’s Fight For Redemption (Noah and Sierra) novel Chapter 18

Noah.

I’m drowning. Drowning under the weight of what Sierra just revealed.

I see her, see the way she takes slow, unsteady steps backward. I see the fear in her eyes, wide and shimmering. I can almost feel it. Taste it. It thickens the air between us, pressing in on my chest and clawing at my lungs.

Her fear is suffocating, but so is my fury.

The two collide, and the result is a red haze that clouds my thinking.

Sierra backs away, one trembling hand reaching for the doorknob. She opens it, eyes wide open as if she’s just seen the devil, and then she flees.

I hear everything.

The hurried slap of her retreating footsteps. The soft, final click of the door closing behind her. And then, nothing… Just the echo of what I did. Of what we did.

I don’t remember standing. I don’t remember moving. But something crashes violently against the glass wall of my office.

It shatters just like everything inside me.

I barely feel it. The sting in my knuckles. The burn in my chest. The hollow echo of her words.

“I’m pregnant. The baby is yours.”

Those two words keep ricocheting in my skull like bullets. Over and over again. Loud, piercing and unforgiving.

I let out a strangled scream, the kind that rips from your throat like a wound. My fists find another target, the edge of my desk. I strike it again and again until the wood cracks and the bones in my hand scream in protest.

I don’t care.

All I can think about is how I fucked up. How I betrayed Chloe.

I loved my wife. I still fucking love her, so how could I betray her? how could I betray her memory? I didn’t just slip–I dove headfirst into this shitstorm.

I thought ending up in bed with Sierra was bad, but no, that’s not even the worst of it.

Her pregnancy? It feels like the end of the fucking world.

I stumble back, knocking over the chair. It clatters loudly to the floor, but it barely registers. My breath is coming in fast, shallow gasps. I can’t get enough air. My chest feels like it’s caving in. Like someone took a match to everything I’d buried, and now I’m standing in the middle of a goddamn wildfire.

A baby… With Sierra.,

God. What have I done?

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Chapter 18

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The guilt of sleeping with Sierra has been suffocating me, but the consequence of that night has all but killed me and sent me straight to hell.

The door bursts open and a voice cuts through the haze.

“Noah!”

Lilly.

She stops just inside the room, eyes wide as she surveys the wreckage–shattered glass, overturned furniture, blood dripping from my knuckles.

“Of course, we are best friends,” she replies. “She told me yesterday after she found out.”

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