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70 Days With The Wrong Billionaire I LOVE YOU
The chair was bolted to the concrete floor. Alexis sat rigidly in it, wrists bound behind her, ankles secured to the legs. The cut on her temple had reopened slightly; a thin line of blood traced her cheekbone. The room was windowless, lit by a harsh strip light that hummed overhead. Somewhere above them the mansion continued its ordinary evening; down here the air was cold and still. She had been caught less than five minutes after she tried to slip out. Falcon’s men did not make dramatic entrances. One moment she was reaching for the door. The next, the world tilted and the restraints closed. Noah stood several paces away, sleeves rolled to the elbows, expression unreadable. He had not raised his voice once since they brought her in. That, more than anything, made the fear finally begin to crawl up her spine. “You tried to run,” he finally said. It was not a question. Alexis lifted her chin. Even now the old delusion clung to her like a second skin. “I only needed time. You w
70 Days With The Wrong Billionaire 149. YOU LIAR!
The tension in the clinic was thick enough to suffocate a man. Thirty minutes had passed since the terrifying ordeal at the pool. Aria lay unconscious on the narrow bed, her skin pale against the white sheets, her dark hair damp and tangled across the pillow. Noah sat in the chair beside her, one of her hands clasped between both of his. He had barely moved except to brush the damp strands from her cheek or adjust her blanket. Every few seconds, his thumb swept over her knuckles, as if reassuring himself that she was still there. Mike stood near the foot of the bed, his expression grim as he looked between the two women seated on the opposite side of the room. Anna’s left arm was secured in a fresh sling. Her shoulder had dislocated during the struggle, and faint red marks circled her throat. Alexis sat a little apart from her, a neat bandage covering the shallow cut at her temple. Her eyes were red-rimmed, and she wor
70 Days With The Wrong Billionaire 148. KEEPING YOU
Princess leaned against the balcony railing, enjoying the view, when she felt Noah step closer behind her. “Are you planning to spend the whole day admiring the scenery?” he asked. “Why? Is the scenery bothering you?” “Not at all.” His arms settled around her waist. “I'm just wondering how long it will take before you remember I'm here.” She glanced over her shoulder, amused. “You're standing right behind me. It's a little difficult to forget you exist.” “Yet you've been looking everywhere except at me.” “Should I apologize for having eyes?” “No. But I wouldn't complain if you used them on something more interesting.” Princess laughed and turned to face him. “You're unbelievable.” “And here we are.” “Unfortunately, I seem to have developed a terrible habit.” He raised a brow. “Of what?” “Putting up with you.” Noah placed a hand over his chest,
70 Days With The Wrong Billionaire 147. LET ME HAVE MINE
Later, as the family gathered in the adjoining sitting room, Mike found himself standing near the doorway. He was watching Daisy helping Lily put her shoes back on when Mamie called for someone to bring more tea. The brief distraction gave Mike a chance to approach. "Daisy." Her hands stilled but she didn't look up. "What?" "We need to talk." "No, we don't." Daisy replied flatly as she finished adjusting Lily's shoe and stood. "Please. Just a few minutes." Mike said, his voice lowered. Daisy looked at him then, and the coldness in her eyes made him feel as though the years between them had become a distance he couldn't cross. "There's nothing to discuss." "You disappeared." A humorless smile touched her lips. "Oh, did I now?" "I… searched for you." "How unfortunate." "Daisy—" "Don't." Her voice was low but sharp. "Don't stand there and act as though you have the right to question me about where I've been." Mike glanced toward the sitting room. The others wer
70 Days With The Wrong Billionaire 146. I'M STILL A BABY
Princess sat cross-legged on the bed, a sketchbook resting on her lap. She had spent most of the afternoon going through the few things that had been brought to her room. Among them were several folders of her old designs, some carefully preserved, others bearing the marks of years of use. She turned another page, studying a gown she had designed before her accident. The fitted bodice flowed into a sweeping skirt, with delicate embroidery tracing the edges. Even without remembering the process, she could appreciate the thought behind every line. She had been good at this. Very good, judging by the collection spread around her. A small smile touched her lips as she reached for another sketch. Then a pair of arms slipped around her waist from behind. Princess startled, nearly dropping the sketchbook. “Noah!” “Yes, Princess?” His voice came from beside her ear, far too pleased with himself. She turned her head to glare at him. “Do you have to sneak up on people?” “I
70 Days With The Wrong Billionaire 145: YOU HAVE MY WORD
The mansion had not held this many people in years. Princess stood near the base of the main staircase and watched her Paris family fill the entrance hall with tearful laughter and overlapping voices. Mamie held her face between both hands for a long time, eyes shining. Aline and Antoine took turns embracing her as if testing that she was real. The familiarity sat just out of reach—like a word on the tip of the tongue. Their faces were unfamiliar, yet something about them stirred a strange feeling in her chest. She recognized the warmth in their eyes, the familiarity in their voices, and the way Mamie hurried toward her with her arms open. She wanted to remember them. She wanted to understand why seeing them made her heart ache. But whenever she tried to reach for it, pain shot through her temples. Her family surrounded her, crying and holding her as though they were afraid she might disappear again. Princess stood stiffly at first, unsure how to respond. Their affection was ge
70 Days With The Wrong Billionaire THE MORNING AFTER
ARIA'S POV When the morning light hit my face, everything hurt. My head throbbed so hard I almost fainted right back onto the pillows. My limbs felt like lead, completely pinned down by a deep-seated ache and my lips were cracked, dry, and bitter. Parting them sent a sharp sting across my mouth.
70 Days With The Wrong Billionaire BURNING FOR THE WRONG MAN
ARIA'S POV I dropped to my knees on the carpet of the suite, clutching my stomach. My breath came in short, ragged gasps.The room was turning upside down. I was drowning in waves of unnatural, terrifying heat that felt like it was cooking me from the inside out. My skin felt so hot it was actu
70 Days With The Wrong Billionaire INTO THE FIRE
ARIA'S POV The ultimate power couple. That's what they call them. A bitter taste filled my mouth as Jamie and Lora looked at each other with loving eyes on that stage. Seeing how perfectly they fit each other felt like a blow to my chest, a pain so deep I literally wanted to rip my heart out jus
70 Days With The Wrong Billionaire MY BOYFRIEND'S ENGAGEMENT TO MY STEPSISTER
ARIA'S POV Some people get to see their world fall apart slowly. They have time to get ready for the crash. I didn't get that chance. My life didn’t fall apart slowly. It collapsed in one night. The night my boyfriend announced his engagement to my stepsister. And somehow… I was the only
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