Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover

Everyone shifted their gaze to Connor. His face was a blank slate, but the air around him was icy. Instantly, the room fell silent.

Chloe wasn't getting the answers she needed. Lucas had passed out again, his body nearly draped over hers. She had no choice but to support him as they made their way out of the bustling hall.

Eyes darted back to Connor, everyone trying to gauge his mood. Matt, never one to keep his mouth shut, piped up, "Riverbrook might be small, but the girls here sure have guts. She's messing around with our friend. Connor, why don't you let me handle it? I've got plenty of tricks up my sleeve to put women like that in their place. I'll make sure you get your revenge."

Connor stayed silent. The others took his silence as agreement. They began to rib Matt. "Are you sure you'll be helping Connor get revenge? More like you're after her looks. You've already got eight girlfriends and still can't quit. Matt, you must have been an octopus in a past life, juggling so many girls at once."

Matt tried to defend himself. “Girls like her need a player like me to keep them in check. I'll woo her, and once she falls for it, I'll set up a poker game and introduce her to all my girlfriends. She'll be questioning her life choices. I promise you."

Matt kept fantasizing about his plan, getting more crude with every word. "Give me three days, tops, and she'll be in my bed."

Before anyone could react, Connor spun around and punched Matt square in the face. Matt hit the ground, stunned.

Connor stepped closer, grabbing Matt by the collar. "Touch her, I dare you."

Then, he let go and strode towards

the door. The room was left in shock. Connor might have seemed distant, but he was good to his

wouldn't have followed him from Eldridge City to Riverbrook without hesitation. But just moments ago, they had seen a deadly seriousness in his eyes.

childhood friends. Otherwise, then et

Devon sighed, "Connor's really fallen for her."

Outside, Connor saw Chloe helping Lucas into a car. They drove off into the night. Connor hadn't driven there, so it was too late to follow. He pulled out his phone and dialed Chloe.

Chloe glanced at her phone, seeing Trophy Boy flash on the screen. She was about to answer when her phone died.

Driving along the highway, Chloe

took Lucas back to the Moncada family mansion. His family was already asleep, leaving Chloe to get Lucas as to his room alone. She intended to leave after that, but Lucas woke up, clutching her handThis text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

and calling her "Chloe-bear."

Chloe realized he was half-asleep and tried to get him talking. However, Lucas seemed to have forgotten the last three years, reminiscing instead about their childhood.

In his rambling, Lucas lifted his shirt, revealing a scar trailing down from his waist. "Chloe-bear, you hate me because of this, don't you? But you promised to take care of me forever, even if I was crippled."

Chloe's heart skipped a beat as she looked at the scar. It was from when they were twelve, on a summer adventure camp. In the middle of the night, Chloe had gotten hungry and dragged Lucas out of the tent. They stole some pasta and cooked them over a makeshift fire.