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In Love With The Hot Billionaire. CHAPTER SIXTY SEVEN
# 38. What the Dark HoldsNoé had fallen asleep mid-sentence.He had been telling me about the penguin again, the one from the ice-skating dragon dream, apparently now a recurring character with a complicated personality and strong opinions about fish. His voice had slowed, then slurred, then stopped entirely somewhere between the penguin's third appearance and whatever grudge he held against the dragon's cousin. I had sat on the edge of his bed for a few minutes after, watching him sleep with the particular abandon of children, one arm thrown over his head, mouth slightly open, completely unguarded against the world.I had pressed a kiss to his forehead. Tucked the blanket more firmly around his shoulders. Stood in the doorway for a moment looking at him in the dark.Then I had gone to my room and lain down and waited for sleep to come.It did not come.*************************The ceiling was familiar by now. I had spent enough sleepless hours studying it to know the small water st
In Love With The Hot Billionaire. CHAPTER SIXTY-SIX
The drive home felt shorter than it should have, probably because my mind was still spinning on that rink, replaying every note of Swan Lake and the way Evander’s arm had wrapped around my waist like it belonged there.When the Mercedes pulled up to my curb, the driver opened my door with his usual polite nod. I thanked him, stepped out into the crisp evening air, and watched the car disappear down the street. Evander had insisted on the ride himself. He had texted the driver right after we finished skating, voice low and firm when he said, “Make sure she gets home safe.” Even from miles away, his protectiveness wrapped around me like a blanket.I let myself into the house, kicking off my boots at the door. The living room light was on, and I could hear soft music drifting from upstairs. Isla was already here. “Evie!” she called from the kitchen the second I hit the stairs. “Get in here before the popcorn gets cold!”I found her perched on the counter, legs swinging, a massive bowl o
In Love With The Hot Billionaire. CHAPTER SIXTY-FIVE
Evelyn's POV The ice felt colder under my blades now, or maybe it was just the way my body had started to betray me. We were gliding through another slow circle, his hand was firm on my waist, guiding me with that careful gentleness that had been there all morning. I tried to focus on the rhythm of our strokes, on matching his pace, on not letting the ache in my chest show on my face. But then it happened.My stomach growled.It sounded loud and embarrassing. It was a deep, rumbling protest that echoed in the quiet rink.I froze for half a second, praying the sound had been swallowed by the scrape of our skates or the soft hum of the ventilation system. My cheeks burned instantly. I kept my eyes forward, pretending nothing had happened, and pushed into the next crossover a little too forcefully.Evander slowed us smoothly, bringing us to a gentle stop near the boards. His brow furrowed slightly, his head tilted as he studied me.“What was that sound?” he asked, his voice low and curi
In Love With The Hot Billionaire. CHAPTER SIXTY-FOUR
The house was quiet after Isla left, the kind of quiet that pressed in too close. I turned off the lights one by one, climbed the stairs, and slipped under the covers still wearing the hoodie that smelled faintly of pine and snow from Evander’s rink. My body was exhausted. My muscles were aching pleasantly from hours on the ice, my stomach full from the late lunch he’d insisted on, but my mind refused to settle.I stared at the ceiling, the shadows shifted with every passing car outside. Every time I closed my eyes, he was there, Evander. Not the teacher version of him, not even the gentle one who had lifted me so carefully today. The version that haunted me now was rawer: the way his gray eyes darkened when our faces hovered inches apart during the death drop, the low growl in his throat when I accidentally brushed his skin, the possessive grip of his arm around my waist when he whispered not to enjoy without him.I rolled onto my side, hugging the pillow tight. I tried to think of
In Love With The Hot Billionaire. ~The Long Night~
CHAPTER SIXTY-THREENoé had fallen asleep mid-sentence.He had been telling me about the penguin again, the one from the ice-skating dragon dream, apparently now a recurring character with a complicated personality and strong opinions about fish. His voice had slowed, then slurred, then stopped entirely somewhere between the penguin's third appearance and whatever grudge he held against the dragon's cousin. I had sat on the edge of his bed for a few minutes after, watching him sleep with the particular abandon of children, one arm thrown over his head, mouth slightly open, completely unguarded against the world.I had pressed a kiss to his forehead. Tucked the blanket more firmly around his shoulders. Stood in the doorway for a moment looking at him in the dark.Then I had gone to my room and lain down and waited for sleep to come.It did not come.*************************The ceiling was familiar by now. I had spent enough sleepless hours studying it to know the small water stain ne
In Love With The Hot Billionaire. ~The Drive And The Appointment~
CHAPTER SIXTY-TWOI didn’t move.The black car idles at the end of the street and I stand at the corner like something rooted, like something that has forgotten how legs work, and the cold that has settled into my chest has nothing to do with March and everything to do with the particular quality of Julien's patience. He has always been patient when it suited him. When he was winning.The car doesn't pull forward. The car being there is already the message.My wrist throbs beneath my sleeve.And then, from the opposite direction, another car turns onto the street.Black as well, but a different kind of black. It pulls to a stop directly between me and Julien's car with the calm precision of someone who has assessed a situation and inserted himself into it without drama or announcement.The window comes down.Adrien.He is still in his surgical clothes, white coat and all, one hand on the wheel and those gray eyes on me through the open window. He does not look at Julien's car. He look
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