Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover



At first, Chloe thought she was seeing things. But as she ran closer, she realized it wasn't just her imagination-there was someone lying on the ground. Whether they were alive or not, she couldn't tell.

Heart pounding, Chloe dashed towards the figure. The closer she got, the more her pace slowed. The figure looked all too familiar, and her heart raced even faster. She prayed it wasn't Connor.

The silhouette was eerily similar to his. She'd rather believe it was a trick of her mind, a hallucination brought on by missing him so much. Meeting him like this... she couldn't bear the thought. Most people washed up on the beach by the sea were already gone.

As she edged nearer, Chloe's steps faltered. When she was just a few yards away, she stopped dead in her tracks. It was him. She was almost sure of it. The person lying half-submerged in the water was Connor.

Why was he here? Had he fallen into the sea too? Her mind raced with questions, but one stood out above the rest-was he still alive? Chloe's feet felt like they were glued to the ground. Just for a few seconds, though. Then she sprinted towards him with all her might.

She flipped him over. His face was deathly pale, his body ice-cold. Chloe felt like she was falling into an endless abyss. Instinctively, she put her fingers under his nose. No breath.

It felt like the abyss had swallowed her whole, and then someone had thrown a boulder on top of her. She was paralyzed with fear. Desperately, she slapped Connor's face. "Connor, wake up, please!"ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

Then she remembered. She started mouth-to-mouth resuscitation. She pressed down on his chest, pinching his nose, and blowing air into his mouth, over and over again.

Chloe knew the odds were slim. She had no idea how long he'd been without air. If it had been more than ten minutes, his chances were almost non- existent.

"Wake up, Connor, please wake up." She didn't stop. Her fingers trembled uncontrollably, and her voice broke into sobs. She had never been this terrified in her life. Her mind was

blank, and a dark fear filled

swne

heart.

As time ticked by, the fear grew, expanding like a black hole inside her. Chloe moved mechanically, her hands cramping up. Her

consciousness began to clear, and she realized that Death had already taken Connor. He wasn't coming back.

Her spirit shattered. She collapsed onto his body, wailing. "Connor, please wake up. Just wake up, and I'll do anything you ask."

Lying on his chest, she felt life lose all its meaning. If his shadow would never grace this world again, what was the point of living? "Really?... You'd agree to anything?"

A weak voice drifted through the air. It sounded like a hallucination. Chloe's body went rigid. She even forgot to cry.