Chapter 49

• Throughout the years, I never once imagined that the house I used to reside in would pass into his ownership. Something inside me admired him a little. He's an excellent businessman. He's a billionaire. I did not expect that even a simple property would catch his interest. It made me pause for a moment, letting myself feel a rare flicker of respect for the way he could take control of everything around him. Even in silence, even with no words exchanged, his presence and power spoke loudly. I could see now why he managed to dominate every boardroom, every business negotiation; it wasn’t just about money—it was about vision, timing, and knowing the value of something that others might overlook.
• I smiled and simply released my hand that he was holding. "You can tour me without holding my hand, Mr. Revelar." I added, with a little huff, trying to mask the flutter of emotions that surprised me. My fingers still tingled from his touch, but I refused to admit that part of me had expected it. I wanted to be independent, in control, untouchable in front of him, though my heart stubbornly refused to comply.
• "Oh? Sorry, I forgot." He made a brief chuckle sound. "Just getting used to it," he whispered back and then started walking. I felt my cheeks heat up slightly at his tone. It was casual, almost teasing, but laced with an intimacy that dragged memories I had long buried back to the surface. The kind of memories that made my chest tighten and my stomach coil in ways I hadn’t expected in years.