Billionaire's Solace

m her kitchen. Her blood was boiling at the thought that Arthur dared to to

hur is the God-like stranger who asked for a one-night

strange to have someone knock on your door one night looking for a place to sta

her current small beach house in San Antonio. But she was the man's only salvation; her neighbor was miles away fr

did I get in return? Invading

with two sunny-side-up eggs and fried bacon on the dining table, with a note beside the plate. And the n

or his stay. Because why not? There's nothing free these days, especially since I'm an independent woman who has to buy my

look like he couldn't pay a decent amount for an overnight stay. He even cooked her breakfast, which made he

s were missing, and a pack of bacon. It did confirm that Arthur had his breakfast before leaving.

e night's stay, he'd be

deed taken a bath before leaving. The bathroom smells masculine, she's guessing probably from Arthur's

a sight to look at. His masculine body, 6-pack abs, evident in his regular workout, was heavenly. Yet,

t do it to him. She sighed as she shook

d Arthur's egg and bacon; the presentation was alright, and he cooked them well. She's even surprised he didn't overcook the egg and

stop her meal. I shouldn't be comparing Israel to

dishes. Helena noticed Arthur washed the dishes he used since there were no used plat

t she made a stock room. Helena sure had a productive day as she finished her cleaning before sunset. Which is a good time for her

city to avoid Israel's family and grieve alone. The only thing holding her back was her finances. When she had the chance, Helena sold every

here else but in San Antonio. The house is undoubtedly made for her since it i

he hates the hustle and bustle of city life; one reason is that she's an introvert, and the second reason is losing the love of he

ade her quiver. Helena and Israel suffered under th

as as clear to her as if he were standing beside her. She remembered the sound of his laughter, shared jokes and secret language, gentle touch, and how

me, Israel? Why?" Helena

h from his embrace was gone forever. Her body shook as she gasped for air, overwhelmed with guilt that she coul

until she felt growling in her stomach. It's time for her to cook dinner. She walks back home t

30th birthday. For the first ti

beef with peppers, garlic mashed potato, and raspberry cheesecake for dessert. If only he was with her, it would b

her off. She forced herself to get up and check who was at her door late in the evening.

resence of a man, the disappointment on

na had no intention of