Beneath the Billionaire

Chapter Twenty-Four

Aanya’s POV

I was frozen on the couch, my phone limp in my hand, as my three best friends stepped into the living room behind Ryan Williamson of all people.

Ryan Williamson. My friends weren’t blind or oblivious. They knew exactly who he was—the billionaire, the ruthless businessman, and yes, the whispers about his darker side had reached campus too. But to see him in my house, opening the door like he owned the place, and casually calling himself my boyfriend?

I wanted the earth to swallow me whole.

Anjali’s jaw nearly hit the floor, while Riya’s eyes darted between me and Ryan like she was watching a live soap opera. Megha, however, was the first to recover, her arms crossing with a smirk.

“Well, well, well. No wonder you didn’t come to college today,” Megha said, her eyes narrowing