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• Taming Mr Billionaire    Chapter 99: Cucumbers & Clap backs

  Vanessa’s POVThe scent of jasmine oil and eucalyptus filled the air, sinking deep into my bones like a balm I hadn’t known I needed. Bella had literally marched into my office and pulled me out mid-email, declaring that I needed “a detox for the soul.” I’d barely protested. My muscles were tense, my mind scattered, and since Mandi and the kids left for the UK, Liam and I had both been in a mood.We’d met at school drop off together, and after a quiet, reassuring hug goodbye, Bella had driven us to this ridiculously serene spa downtown.Now we were both in robes, cucumbers over our eyes, warm towels behind our necks, and soft instrumental music humming in the background. It should’ve been bliss.“You’re welcome, by the way,” Bella said, her voice muffled by the steamer mist floating above us.I chuckled. “I didn’t say thank you yet.”“You’re welcome anyway. God, Nessa, you looked like you were about to launch someone off the roof this morning.”I tilted my head slightly. “That obvious

• Taming Mr Billionaire    Chapter 98: Mid-day Collison

  Vanessa’s POVAll publicity is good publicity. I never believed this statement till I saw the numbers of clients that swarmed the fashion house when I got there. Physical and online clients, coming to buy ready made and custom pieces from ‘Queens by VC’I never knew the blog scandals could have a positive impact on my fashion house. I approached my office and my personal assistant brought some cards in, from some of the people who came in to make a purchases.I took the cards and read one out.“We love you Vanessa, don’t listen to the haters. You’re amazing! Love your hair too x.”A smile formed on my face. It felt nice to know there were still people out there who didn’t believe the media.I left my office and went into the main studio. Some customers wanted my opinion on their choices, some needed custom pieces and wanted me to design them.It felt nice to be surrounded by people who saw your value, who saw what you had to offer.These consultation went on for hours. Time passed by

• Taming Mr Billionaire    Chapter 97: Peace And Conflict

  May 15thVanessa’s POVI woke up in shock from my bed side alarm, hitting the snooze button as I rolled over to the other side. The room felt quiet, too quiet. My phone lay beside me, its screen bright, texts, emails, and some messages. Even from Daniel. Part of me wanted to unlock it, but another part feared what I might find.I took a deep breath, remembering the embrace with Edward from nights ago. It felt like ages. His arms around me, the deep hush of his voice whispering my name. It all felt like a balm to my bruised soul. But bigger storms still loomed.I rolled out of bed, muscles stiff but my heart strangely light. Edward hadn’t been home in about 2 days since the scandal with the blogs, and I worried that the stress of the damage control would only feed the tension between us.I’d called Mandi last night to check on her, and she seemed better. “Justin and I are resolving it, one step at a time.” That was what she told me last night.I’m sure Bella might be upset I had to ra

• Taming Mr Billionaire    Chapter 96: Mistaken Temptation

  Daniel POVI wish I never came here.But that feeling of emptiness, the scent of booze and vodka, drew me in like a moth to flame. The glow of Velvet Orchid in front of me, felt like a confession booth that I needed to drown my thoughts in.I approached the private lounge and sat at the bar for what felt like hours. Immediately, the bartender, recognized my face.“Same again?” she asked kindly.“Yeah,” I replied, knowing it’d be double. Clean break? I was nowhere near that. Vanessa and I hadn’t spoken in days. No text, no call. The silence was like a fracture down my spine.Lena walked in, my favorite dancer. Lust edged desperation. I ordered more.She smiled at me during her set: bright, confident, intoxicating. I watched her move across the stage hoops. Traces of Vanessa lingering everywhere. Men applauded; I just wanted her next to me.Glass after glass, I felt warmer. I wanted release, comfort, something real.Lena got off the stage and approached me, moving closer till she was se

• Taming Mr Billionaire    Chapter 95: Pressure Points Pt. 2

  Pressure Points Pt.2The skyline was glowing now, streaked with early dusk light.I lingered in my glass walled office a moment longer. The music had faded, but the notes still drifted in the cool air, echoing Vanessa’s presence in my lungs.The boardroom door slid open. My team filed back in. Lawyers, forensic accountants, head of security. All wearing that look: we have work to do. I nodded once and they all shut their files. Eyes on me.“Mr. Mercer’s assistant found in flight, possibly linked to offshore accounts,” Brian, my head of finance, began. “We’ve arrested her at the airport, and she’s cooperating. Initial notations indicate coordinated embezzlement.” I closed the music app and stood. “Good. Keep going. Full sweep.”Their eyes flicked to Tobias, who raised an eyebrow. Then they turned back to me, pens scribbling, tabs opening. Sounds of work bouncing off the polished walls.I exhaled, sinking back into the weight of it all.At least my PI, Jonathan was loyal to the bone an

• Taming Mr Billionaire    Chapter 94 : Pressure Points Pt. 1

  Edward POVSounds hovered around my glass office but it did little to soothe my nerves. Monday Sun reflected through my floor-to-ceiling, causing a bright glow in the atmosphere but I barely noticed it.I was on my third espresso. And it wasn’t helping.My team sat clustered around a conference table outside, crunching timelines and coordinating digital trails, combing through every email and transaction related to Dean Mercer.Dean Mercer. That son of a bitch.Forty million dollars. Gone in a matter of weeks through backdoor code written by a junior IT analyst Dean had groomed and manipulated. My company had tracked and recovered fifteen million of it, and now the rest was God knows where, possibly crypto wallets in countries without extradition laws.I leaned back in my chair, running my hands through my hair.How come I didn’t see it sooner. Dean had always played the role of the charming, ambitious executive. He’d fooled a lot of people. But what got to me most, was that he near