Caught Between My Billionaire Ex & My Billionaire Boyfriend

Eva's POV "Manhattan," Luke’s voice echoed in my mind, still laced with the confidence of his lies. Just five minutes ago, he’d told me he was in Manhattan on a business trip. I turned from the café counter in Palm Beach, coffee burning my tongue. He was seated by the window, holding hands with Lucy Radcliffe, the woman his parents demanded he marry and daughter of billionaire Brandon Radcliffe. It was a betrayal I could taste… bitter as the coffee I nearly choked on. The morning had already been cruel to me, but this? This was the final blow. I had lost the deal I came for in Palm Beach because my company was deemed too small and new to execute the deal. Now, I had to deal with this also... Luke’s betrayal. His eyes strayed to me, widening briefly before narrowing with guilt. The unspoken "oh damn" on his face only deepened the snag in my heart. I wouldn’t confront him. Confronting him was making light of his betrayal. I forced my feet to move, heading for the door. I heard him

Gavin's POV Her overwashed corporate blazer and overwashed pants. Her red hair packed in a bun behind her. She was not Lucy’s friend. She was a stranger. A beautiful stranger. “Who are you, lady?” I asked the third time. My gaze was locked on her eyes. The beautiful toffee-brown pair had an interesting allure to them. It captured me and trapped me to them. She swallowed uneasily. Yet, she didn't flinch from my intense gaze. “Lucy Radcliffe’s wedding planner, and if you don’t mind. I need to leave.” She said flatly. She turned and aimed for the doorknob. I held her arm gently and returned her to me. “So you are the event planner Lucy plans to torment today,” I smiled, recalling my conversation with Lucy about her wedding planner. “Yes.” She answered firmly. “And I think I should go find my client before she is tempted to hang me rather than just torment me.” I chuckled softly, a bit surprised she knew about Lucy's plans. She wasn't naive. She looked… I thought, struggling for the

Eva's POV “What is between you and Luke Hayes?” Gavin finally asked, his tone casual. His piercing eyes flicked up at me over the restaurant menu. “Nothing,” I replied sharply. A clear sign that the topic was unwelcome. Gavin refused to take the hint. “What I saw was beyond nothing. I witnessed a whole lot of emotion between you two. You and Luke Hayes seem like past lovers, or are you his mistress?" he pushed, observing me curiously. I forced myself to appear calm under his gaze. A waiter approached, giving me a moment to collect my thoughts. Gavin ordered for both of us without consulting me. Arrogant as always. As the waiter left, I noticed them exchange a knowing grin. I looked around and realized why he’d brought me here. We were in a private section of a super expensive restaurant, away from every eye. The lighting was soft and romantic. The whole place screamed extravagance. This was his den, and I had a feeling I was his new prey.He returned his eyes to me, nudging them

Eva's POV My beat-up Toyota coughed in agitation for new repairs as I found myself a free spot in the expansive car park before the strip mall, where I had my office. I leaned back, reaching for a small bundle of three iced coffees from the boxes of decor samples, fabric swatches, and cardboard that dominated the backseat. They filled the car with a musty smell that the faulty car AC was ever powerless against. I strode fast to my office. Mia, my best friend and my only staff, was by the door to receive me the moment I stepped in. “Good morning, twinnie,” Mia teased me with a smile. A ploy to keep me off guard, and I fell for it. Because the next second, she lunged for the iced coffee and the little bag of cookies in my hands. Her movement fast and feral. I laughed as I walked deeper into the office, watching Mia munch greedily at the cookies. It was a two-room office. My office and Mia’s. It had always been the both of us against the world since we met in college. Even

Luke's POVI had no right to be angry. I was the one who betrayed her, the one who gave in to my parents threat, and was marrying Lucy instead of keeping my promise to marry her. I was the one who hurt her and led her into the arms of Gavin Sinclair. It felt like hell to know this was happening all because of me. I had come with the red roses bouquet, hoping to make things right as best as I could. Yet, I had to meet this—them. Locked in each other's arms, Gavin’s lips firm on hers. My fingers dug into the fluffy and tender bouquet as I waited for her to push Gavin away. But she didn't. She let him claim her lips in a hot, passionate kiss. With each passing moment, as I watched them kiss, a lump settled at the back of my throat. My throat burned with so much pain, I found it hard to swallow. She eventually pushed him away. Her eyes swirling lethargically, as realization flushed them. Her eyes strayed to me, but she threw them away immediately, as if fearing it would hurt me