Page 15 of Reckless Billionaire's Ruthless Claim

‘Shit. How’d Narcissist Stark know that I’m here?!’ She panicked instantly.

"What the hell are you doing here?" Sawyer growled, grabbing her wrist and pulling her up from her seat. His brows were drawn tightly, his eyes narrowing. He glanced toward the waiter Ellie had been watching moments ago, his jaw clenching. "Are you having fun? Enjoying another man serving you? Fucking naked?"

Ellie shook her head quickly, her earlier grin wiped clean from her face. "No! Of course not. How could I—" she stammered, her voice meek as she looked at him with wide, innocent eyes. "It’s just… uh… an accident."

“What accident?” Sawyer growled, his voice low and seething with anger. He took a step closer, his burning gaze locking onto her, piercing through her with an intensity that made her heart race.

“Ellie Madden, how dare you look at other naked men and let them flirt with you when you already have a boyfriend like me?!” he spat, each word dripping with fury. “What kind of accident made you sit here and let that naked bastard serve himself to you on a fucking platter?!”

Ellie shook her head immediately, her face now completely devoid of the playful giggles that had been there earlier. "No, no. Sawyer, how could I?" Her voice was soft, almost pleading, as she stepped closer to him.

Her expression turned sullen, her tone soft and full of longing. She gripped his hand gently.

"You know how much I miss you all the time, don’t you?" she whispered, her eyes meeting his with an innocent, hurt gaze. "Every time you leave, I just keep missing you. When you left this morning, I didn’t see you at lunch either. I was losing my mind. So when I heard about this new restaurant opening nearby, I thought I’d just come here for dinner. I didn’t know…" She leaned in, as though whispering a secret. "I didn’t know there’d be naked men here." She trembled slightly, as if horrified at the mere thought. "I was so embarrassed. And I was too shy to leave. I just thought I’d finish my meal as soon as possible and go back home immediately. I didn’t want to be rude."

Sawyer stared at her for a beat too long, his eyes searching hers for any trace of deception. But all he saw were those doe eyes, looking up at him with an innocent, almost intimidated gaze, her hand still gripping his with a subtle, nervous shake.

He let out a long breath, his anger waning slightly.

"This is not a good place for girls like you," he muttered, his frown deepening. "What would have happened if I hadn’t shown up and seen you? Look at you—you're all red in the face."

‘If you hadn’t come, I would’ve had a great night, you scumbag!’ Ellie thought bitterly, glancing at her now-cold dinner. The hot waiter babe was long gone.

Before Sawyer could respond, a woman’s voice interrupted them.

"Is this the famous girl I’ve heard about?" Olivia’s voice echoed through the restaurant, making both Ellie and Sawyer freeze, turning toward her. "Is this the replacement you found, Sawyer?"

Ellie’s eyes widened in surprise. ‘What the hell is she doing here?’ she thought, her gaze flicking between Sawyer and Olivia. Had they come here together? But then her frown deepened. ‘Why would he bring his lover to a place like this? With naked men everywhere? Oh my god… is Narcissist Stark into some weird kind of fetishes?’ She shot a suspicious glance at Sawyer.

Sawyer blinked, finally registering Olivia’s presence.

"Olivia?" He looked at her, frowning. "What are you doing here? When did you come back? Why so suddenly?"

Olivia’s smile faltered instantly. She had expected Sawyer to be overjoyed at seeing her, but instead, he looked... disappointed? His tone, more curious and confused than happy, made her heart sink a little.

Her gaze shifted quickly from Sawyer’s face to Ellie’s hand still clutched in his.

"Aren’t you happy to see me?" Olivia asked, a forced smile tugging at her lips. "I’m back for good! Aren’t you happy to see me, finally back for you?" Her eyes moved from Ellie’s wrist to Sawyer’s face, her smile now laced with thinly veiled jealousy.

Sawyer let go of Ellie’s hand, straightening up as he focused on Olivia. "Of course I’m happy to see you after so long. I’m just surprised to see you return so suddenly."

“I heard that you found someone who looks just like me to be your girlfriend. Is it her?” Olivia pointed at Ellie. Though her tone wasn’t overtly rude, it carried a condescending undertone that was impossible to miss.

Ellie glanced between Sawyer and Olivia, feeling the tension in the air. Olivia was Sawyer’s childhood love, the girl who had flown overseas three years ago without a word to Sawyer, only to return now, as if nothing had changed. Sawyer must be thrilled to have her back.

But it was obvious—he wasn’t happy having Olivia and Ellie in the same room.

‘These two are about to get back together. What the hell am I still doing here?’ Ellie thought, her heart heavy. She stole a glance at Sawyer's face. 'I’m probably getting fired anyway. Before these two throw me out, I might as well quickly leave on my own.’

Ellie glanced at Sawyer, her expression unreadable as she grabbed a napkin from the table and wiped her hands absently. She kept her voice low, but there was an undeniable edge of hurt as she looked between him and Olivia.

"So, you didn’t come home for dinner tonight because you were busy on a date with Olivia?" she murmured softly. "You’re not coming home tonight, are you?"

Sawyer stiffened at her words, his brows knitting together. He was about to speak, but Ellie raised her hand, cutting him off. Her voice dropped to a dramatically sad, almost resigned tone as she continued.

"You should have just called and told me. I understand that your true love is back. I won’t make things hard for you." she said softly. Just for added touch, she even added a sniffle in between to sound devastated. She took a deep breath, grabbed her purse, and looked at Sawyer one last time. "I’m happy as long as it makes you happy. I’ll leave now. You two can enjoy your evening together."

Without waiting for a response, Ellie walked briskly past Sawyer.

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