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Chapter Thirty One- Against the glass
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Engaged To The Ruthless Billionaire Chapter Thirty Two- Reporting back to the headquarters
Eliana’s POV The Marlowe Club was one of those places whispered about at charity galas and family dinners but rarely described in detail. It wasn’t because the women who went didn’t want to talk. It was because the men who ran it made sure the details never left its black marble walls.It was high-gloss exclusivity, from the velvet-draped booths to the polished brass sconces casting warm shadows over tables filled with people who had more money than morals. Eliana always felt like a fraud walking through the door — but Katherine?Katherine was in her element.I found her perched behind the bar, one elbow on the counter, her hair pulled up in a high ponytail that screamed effortlessness even though I knew she’d spent half an hour perfecting it. She wore the Marlowe uniform — black silk camisole, sleek pants, stilettos — but she made it look like couture.The moment her eyes landed on me, she stilled, then narrowed them.“You’re glowing.”“I am not glowing.”She leaned forward. “Eliana
Engaged To The Ruthless Billionaire Chapter Thirty One- Against the glass
Eliana’s POV His mouth was still on mine when my back hit cold glass. The sudden chill against my overheated skin shocked a gasp from me, but Alexander didn’t let me breathe it in. His kiss swallowed everything—my sound, my reason, my ability to think beyond the hard press of his body caging me in.The city sprawled out beneath us, a galaxy of lights scattered across the skyline, but all I could see was him. All I could feel was him.The glass trembled with the force of his body slamming me into it again.God, he was relentless.My dress was gone in seconds, ripped down the middle like it offended him, like it had no right to exist between his hands and my bare skin. His palms branded fire wherever they touched—my hips, my breasts, the soft line of my throat as his thumb brushed over my pulse. I was shaking, not from fear but from the storm he was unraveling inside me. His hands were rough when he spun me around, pressing my palms flat against the cold glass. The city stretched out
Engaged To The Ruthless Billionaire Chapter Thirty- The confession that broke everything
Eliana’s POV A sickening crunch split the air.Matt’s head snapped back, a spray of blood painting the cream-colored rug as he staggered into the wall. His howl of pain was sharp, pathetic, and drowned beneath the low, feral growl rumbling out of Alexander’s chest.I couldn’t move. Couldn’t breathe. My whole body froze as Alexander seized Matt by the collar and slammed him against the wall hard enough to rattle the frame of the painting behind him.The copper stench of blood flooded the penthouse, seeping into my lungs, into my skin.“Alexander—” My voice came out strangled.He didn’t hear me. His jaw was carved from fury, his eyes burning like a man possessed. He looked larger than life, all sharp lines and simmering violence, like the devil himself had risen from hell to claim his due.“You think you can come into my home,” Alexander snarled, his lips curling into something that wasn’t quite human, “and put your hands on my fiancée?”Matt sputtered through blood and spit. “She—she
Engaged To The Ruthless Billionaire Chapter Twenty Nine- Don’t touch my wife
Eliana’s POV The penthouse was too quiet without him.I should’ve been grateful for the silence. After what had just happened—after the way his hands had branded fire into my skin, after the way his voice had clawed through me like I was nothing but his possession—I should’ve been glad for the empty rooms and the soft hum of the city outside the windows.But the quiet wasn’t peaceful. It was suffocating.I paced the living room with my bag still slung over my shoulder, my heels clicking against polished marble. My chest rose and fell too quickly, like I’d sprinted up twenty flights of stairs. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw him. The snarl in his mouth when he told me I was his. The bruising heat of his kiss. The way my body betrayed me—arching, trembling, wanting when I should’ve been shoving him away sooner. I couldn’t even focus on work without getting flashes of the most inappropriate things I actually wanted to do with him.Oh God, what was wrong with me?I told myself it was l
Engaged To The Ruthless Billionaire Chapter Twenty Eight- Close to breaking point
Alexander’s POVThe silence in the car was louder than any argument.Eliana sat pressed against the door like I carried a contagion, eyes fixed on the city lights bleeding through the tinted windows. She didn’t say a word. Not when the driver asked if she was comfortable, not when I told him to raise the divider. Her chin was tilted in that haughty way she always wore when she wanted me to know she was furious but too proud to start the fight.Good. I wanted the fight.Because every second replayed in my head—the sight of her in that final gown, the feel of her leg hooking around my waist, the taste of her mouth under mine before we were interrupted—and it was driving me to the brink of fucking madness.And worse than that? The thought that when she looked in the mirror, flushed and trembling, she wasn’t thinking of me at all. She was thinking of him.Matt.The name alone was enough to make my grip on the armrest turn lethal.By the time we reached the penthouse, my self-control was a
Engaged To The Ruthless Billionaire Chapter Twenty Seven- Wedding dress shopping
Eliana’s POV Of course, I couldn’t stand him right now. The audacity of Alexander Grayson was unmatched—brooding in his pressed suits, scowling like the world owed him something, and looking at me like I’d committed a personal crime by existing.And now, I had to be trapped in the same boutique with him.Dress testing. My wedding dress testing. Which, thanks to our arrangement, meant he had to sit there and judge every lace, every seam, every illusion neckline the poor stylist pinned to my body.I muttered under my breath as I followed the assistant into the fitting room. “Great. Nothing screams romance like playing dress-up for the man I can barely breathe around without wanting to either strangle him or…”I cut myself off before my thoughts turned inappropriate.The first dress was beautiful. Flowing satin, delicate beadwork. Too much like something out of a princess fantasy. I stepped out, smoothing my hands down the skirt.Alexander’s head lifted slowly from where he sat, legs sp
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