Billionaire's captive Heart

smooth currents of fortune, while others, like her, had been tossed into the most turbulent waters right from the start. Life had never been kind to her. Yet here she was, stil

phanage that became both her home and prison. In the early hours of a crisp April morning, Lila had been found, wrapped in nothing but a thin blanket, with no note, no sign of love or regret-just silence and th

hallways, their eyes narrowed in resentment. "She's Nanny's favorite," they would say. Some days, they wouldn't even bother hiding their disdain, purposefully bumping into her in the corridor or "accidentally" ruining something precious to her. Lila often found herself playing alone, her imagination being her only refuge from the cruel world of the orphanage. Many of the other children found homes quickly. The sound of excited parents' voices echoed through the orphanage's halls as they came to select their newest addition, as if they were choosing a piece of furniture rather than a child. Each time an adoption day came, the tension in the air was thick with hope and desperation. Some children would dress up, their hair combed neatly and their smiles too wide, too rehearsed. Lila, though, refused to be part of it. At first, she had watched them leave, those children who had bullied her the most, and felt a flicker of relief. Maybe she'd have Nanny all to herself now. But as the years passed and more children found families, Lila began to see a different pattern: Nanny w

ou," Lila had said softly, her hands trembling slightly as she reached out for the woman who had been her rock for so long. Vivienne's eyes had softened, her lips curving into a sad but understanding smile. "You don't have to stay here, chérie," she had replied, her voice thick with emotion. "You deserve more than this place." But Lila didn't care. "I have everything I need here, with you." And so, while the other children found new families, new lives, Lila remained at the orphanage. She took on part-time jobs to help out, working at a local café and saving every penny she earned. It wasn't much, but it was enough to help Vivienne. It was enough to k