The Billionaire Who Claimed My Heart aand Who Broke Fate for Me 65 Summary
In Chapter 65 of “The Billionaire Who Claimed My Heart and Who Broke Fate for Me,” Elle observes Brad’s charming demeanor as he interacts with Raymond, masking the complexities of their relationship with a polished facade. Despite her growing skill in maintaining this public image as the devoted partner of an Alpha werewolf, Elle feels a tempest of emotions brewing inside her. Brad’s playful gestures and intimate whispers stir feelings of attraction and anxiety within her, making her question her own feelings and the nature of their relationship.
As the chapter unfolds, Brad’s possessive yet affectionate behavior highlights the tension between their public persona and private struggles. His declaration that Elle is pregnant adds another layer of complexity to their dynamic, as Elle grapples with her emotions while trying to maintain her composure in front of Raymond. The momentary connection they share is both exhilarating and frightening for Elle, who is acutely aware of the power Brad holds over her feelings.
When Raymond shifts the focus back to their golf game, Elle seizes the opportunity to discuss a proposal with Alex, revealing her understanding of the strategic nature of business dealings among powerful men. Her thoughts reveal her insecurities about her own abilities compared to others like Sophia, who exudes confidence and charm. This self-awareness underscores Elle’s struggle to find her place in a world dominated by wealth and influence.
The unexpected arrival of Sophia brings a refreshing change to Elle’s day. Their conversation reveals the budding friendship between them, as Sophia’s straightforwardness catches Elle off guard. This moment of vulnerability leads to a deeper connection, as Elle realizes that she may have found a true friend in Sophia, despite her initial reservations. The chapter concludes with a hint of hope as Elle navigates her complex feelings, both for Brad and the potential of a genuine friendship with Sophia.
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**TITLE: The Billionaire Who Claimed My Heart and Who Broke Fate for Me**
**Chapter 65**
**Elle’s POV**
From my vantage point, I observed Brad as he flashed Raymond that signature half-smile, the one that always seemed to dance on his lips but never quite illuminated his eyes. It was a look I had come to recognize all too well, a mask he wore with ease.
Brad had once confided in me, “No matter how tangled our personal lives may be, we have to present a flawless facade to the world.” I had to admit, I was beginning to master this art of performance. The act of portraying myself as the adoring partner of an Alpha werewolf in public was becoming instinctual, even as the complexities of our private relationship deepened.
His gaze shifted toward me, a glimmer of mischief sparkling in his eyes. “Elle’s becoming quite the quick study,” he remarked, his voice pitched just right for Raymond to catch the compliment. Then, leaning in closer, his breath brushed against my ear, warm and tantalizing as he whispered, “Aren’t you?”
I forced a saccharine smile, acutely aware of Raymond’s curious stare boring into me. “I try my best to keep up with you,” I replied, my tone dripping with sweetness, despite the tempest swirling within me.
Brad feigned concern, his hand sliding possessively around my waist, a gesture that felt both protective and possessive. “Yes, Elle’s carrying our child now, so she can’t join me on the course,” he explained to Raymond, his tone casual yet laced with an underlying emphasis. He reached up, playfully tapping the tip of my nose, a gesture so intimate that it sent my heart racing against my will.
He leaned in, bringing our faces nearly level, his striking features so close that I could count the individual lashes framing his captivating eyes. In that moment, I felt my breath hitch as I gazed into those depths. For a fleeting second, I nearly forgot we were performing. His handsome visage, framed by that obsidian hair streaked with silver at the temples, was mesmerizing up close. It took every ounce of willpower not to lose my composure.
Why did he have to flaunt that annoyingly perfect face? What on earth was he smiling about?
Thank goodness I hadn’t truly fallen for him. If I had, I’d be utterly at his mercy, completely ensnared by those looks and that voice. The mere thought sent a shiver of dread coursing through me.
Raymond cleared his throat, evidently unwilling to endure our affectionate display any longer. “Well, it’s been a while since I’ve played,” he said smoothly, his tone suggesting he was eager to shift gears. “Today’s perfect for getting back into it.”
I took that as my cue to step aside, Alex discreetly trailing behind me as the men prepared for their game. Once they were out of earshot, I turned to Alex, my voice dropping to a whisper.
“Is the proposal ready?” I inquired, my heart racing with anticipation.
Alex nodded with a respectful demeanor. “Yes, Mrs. Rayne. However, Alpha mentioned that business discussions would wait until after golf. He wants to ensure Mr. Carter is relaxed first.”
I nodded, grasping the strategy behind it. This was how men like Brad operated—building rapport on the golf course before sealing deals in the boardroom. I wasn’t Sophia, with her political savvy and social finesse. I recognized my own limitations.
“I’ll wait here then,” I decided, finding a comfortable spot in the shade, the warmth of the sun contrasting with the coolness of my thoughts.
Just then, my phone buzzed to life, the screen lighting up with “Sophia Luke.” I answered, a hint of surprise lacing my voice.
“Hello, Sophia.”
“I heard you’re at the golf club today,” her sultry voice came through, vibrant and direct. “We’re here too! My Alpha and I are in Section Two. The men are playing, and I’m absolutely bored out of my mind. Want to join me?”
“You’re here too?” My surprise was evident, a smile creeping onto my lips.
“Yes, I’m in Section Two,” she reiterated. “My Alpha’s playing with his associates, and I’m dying of boredom. I remembered you’d be here today and figured Brad probably abandoned you to play golf too. So come find me!”
“I should probably stay here,” I replied hesitantly, a flicker of worry crossing my mind about what Brad might think if he returned to find me missing.
“Fine, then I’ll come to you!” Sophia shot back immediately. “My Alpha’s entertaining a bunch of old men today. So boring! I told him I didn’t need to come, but he insisted. Typical.”
I couldn’t help but smile at her enthusiasm. “As long as your Alpha doesn’t mind, I have no objections.”
Inwardly, I pondered Brad’s feelings about my friendship with Sophia. He hadn’t voiced any concerns during our previous encounters, which suggested he might actually support our connection.
Within moments, I spotted Sophia arriving in one of the club’s electric carts. Even from a distance, her figure clad in a fitted golf outfit was unmistakable. I admired her elegant silhouette—truly a Beta werewolf in every sense of the word.
As she approached, I noticed how everything she wore seemed to radiate a wild nobility that was uniquely hers. Her athletic yet feminine form moved with a natural grace that could incite envy in any woman. I understood why even Marissa, with her model-like beauty, couldn’t compare to Sophia’s effortless allure.
She sauntered toward me, her signature sway captivating, her voice slightly husky as she called out, “Elle…” I observed how the male staff members around us straightened up nervously as she passed by.
No wonder human women despise them, I mused. This innate charm is what every ordinary woman covets.
“Would you like something to drink?” I asked, attempting to shift the focus away from the palpable tension. “They have French wine that was flown in at 4 AM this morning.”
Sophia raised an eyebrow, her expression teasing. “Brad’s letting you drink while pregnant?”
I chuckled lightly. “Of course I’m not allowed. But for you, I could share a glass.”
A server soon arrived, presenting a glass of red wine for Sophia and a simple glass of milk for me. Sophia examined the wine with a discerning eye, holding it up to the light before savoring a sip.
“Brad really knows how to indulge,” she commented appreciatively. “This is a favorite among French nobility.”
I nodded, maintaining my composure. “I heard it costs twenty thousand dollars a bottle.”
I was growing accustomed to the extravagance surrounding me, desensitized to the opulent prices that Brad’s lifestyle often showcased.
“Aren’t you worried about just leaving your Alpha?” I asked, curious. “You are the pack Beta after all.”
Sophia waved her hand dismissively, her confidence radiating. “He’s fine without me. Instead of worrying about me, you should focus more on yourself.”
“What’s there to worry about for me?” I asked, genuinely puzzled.
Setting her glass down, Sophia turned her gaze directly toward me. “Elle, I don’t like many people, but I like you. So I consider you a friend. What about you?”
Her straightforwardness caught me off guard. I had never had anyone, especially someone like Sophia, declare friendship so candidly. I found myself at a loss for words.
Taking my silence as a rejection, Sophia placed her glass down and began to stand. “If you’re not interested, we can pretend I never said anything.”
In a moment of panic, I reached out, my hand covering hers. “I never said I wasn’t interested!”
Sophia looked at my hand on hers, then at my flustered expression, and erupted into laughter.
“What’s so funny?” I asked, confusion etched on my face.
Her eyes sparkled with amusement. “Now I understand why Brad likes you. You really are interesting!”
A bitter smile threatened to form within me. Brad liking me? Yeah, right. He only cared about the heir I was carrying. But I kept those thoughts buried as Sophia continued to beam at me, the seeds of a genuine friendship beginning to take root between us.
Conclusion
In this chapter, the emotional complexity of Elle’s situation deepens as she navigates the delicate balance between her public persona and the tumultuous feelings brewing beneath the surface. As she engages with Brad and maintains the facade of a happy partner, the weight of her reality presses down on her heart. The momentary intimacy shared with Brad, juxtaposed against her inner turmoil, highlights the conflict between her growing attachment and her instinctual need for self-preservation. The arrival of Sophia introduces a refreshing dynamic, offering Elle the possibility of genuine friendship amidst the high-stakes world of wealth and power that often feels isolating.
Ultimately, Elle stands at a crossroads, torn between the allure of Brad’s charm and the apprehension that comes with being entwined in his world. Sophia’s candid declaration of friendship serves as a beacon of hope, suggesting that Elle may not have to navigate her challenges alone. As the chapter concludes, Elle’s heart begins to open to the idea of connection, hinting at her desire for authenticity in a life that often feels scripted. The seeds of friendship planted by Sophia may be the key to unlocking Elle’s true self, empowering her to confront the complexities of her relationship with Brad and the future that lies ahead.
What to Expect in Next Chapter?
**What to Expect in Next Chapter?**
As the tension between Elle and Brad continues to simmer beneath the surface, the next chapter promises to delve deeper into the complexities of their relationship. With the unexpected arrival of Sophia, a new dynamic unfolds, challenging Elle’s perceptions of friendship and loyalty. Will the bond between the two women strengthen, or will it ignite jealousy in Brad? As they navigate the intricacies of their lives, readers can anticipate moments of vulnerability, laughter, and perhaps the unveiling of secrets that could change everything.
Moreover, the stakes are higher than ever with the impending business discussions looming over the golf course camaraderie. Brad’s strategic approach to building rapport with Raymond hints at potential conflicts that could arise once the game is over. How will Elle fit into this high-stakes world filled with power plays and business maneuvering? With her growing awareness of her own limitations and the weight of carrying Brad’s child, Elle must confront her feelings and decide where her loyalties truly lie. The upcoming chapter is sure to be a whirlwind of emotions, revelations, and perhaps a turning point that could alter the course of their fates forever.
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