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In Love With The Hot Billionaire. ~Isabella Knows~
# 60C. Isabella KnowsI was still sitting at the table when I heard her footsteps coming back.I had not moved. The dessert was still untouched and the dining room was still warm and I had been sitting in the particular stillness of someone who has been handed a thought they cannot put down, turning it over and over with the focused attention of someone searching for the angle that made it less significant than it felt.He came back different.I heard Isabella in the hallway, the unhurried movement of someone who had forgotten something or had not forgotten anything and had simply decided to come back. She appeared in the doorway with her wine glass and her easy composure and looked at me still sitting at the table and did not appear surprised."You didn't move," she said."I was thinking.""Yes." She came back into the room and sat down, not in her previous seat but in the one closer to me, Noé's seat, and she set her wine down and looked at me with the direct warmth that was entirel
In Love With The Hot Billionaire. ~Peaceful Home~
Chapter Ninety-SevenHe was breathing. I could feel that, the movement of his chest against my back, and the breathing was not steady. It had the specific ragged quality of something that had passed through the body too fast to be processed yet, the aftermath of movement that had been pure reflex and was now catching up with the rest of him.He did not let go.The grip was iron, both arms now, and I was pressed fully against him and neither of us was moving and the lake continued its mild indifferent glittering and somewhere behind us Noé's butterfly pursuit went briefly silent.Adrien turned me.His hands moved from my waist to my shoulders and he turned me to face him with a controlled force that was not rough and was not gentle and was entirely focused, and I looked up at his face and found something there that I had not seen before in quite this configuration. Not the careful cold. Not the managed distance. Something underneath all of that, raw and specific, the fury of someone wh
In Love With The Hot Billionaire. ~Nine Months~
Neither of us moved toward the door.That was the part I kept returning to afterward, lying in bed that night staring at the ceiling with the lamp still on because turning it off required a decision I had not gotten around to making. Neither of us had moved toward the door. We had stood in that small room with the lamp and the closed door and the day sitting between us and we had looked at each other and neither of us had moved toward the door.He had been the one to break it eventually.Not with anything significant. Just a slight shift of his weight, a fractional withdrawal of whatever had been present in his eyes for those few minutes, and he had said *rest tonight* in the rougher version of his voice that arrived sometimes without apparent intention, and he had opened the door and I had walked through it and that had been that.Except that it had not been that at all and we both knew it and neither of us was saying so.*****************Three days later he knocked on my door befor
In Love With The Hot Billionaire. ~The Girl He Outgrew
"You came."He said it like he hadn't expected me to. Like he hadn't been the one to send the message.I had read it four times before leaving the house. Meet me at the gathering. We need to talk. I had stood in front of my mirror for twenty minutes after reading them, convincing myself that the cold feeling in my stomach was nerves and not something more honest. I convinced myself that it had nothing to do with me and that his distance these past weeks was stress and pressure and the weight of an alpha heir's responsibilities closing in.I was good at convincing myself of things."You asked me to come," I said."I know." He wasn't looking at me properly. His eyes kept moving to the crowd, to the tree line, to the ground just left of my feet. Everywhere except my face. "I just wasn't sure you would."The gathering moved around us like water around stone. I heard laughter somewhere to our left. I noticed her before I let myself notice her.She was standing thirty feet away, near the el
In Love With The Hot Billionaire. ~entielted~
It became a pattern. That was the thing about Adrien, the way everything he did had a structure to it, a consistency that was not accidental, built from the same deliberate architecture he applied to everything in his life. The check-ups came every three days now instead of the three-week intervals Dr. Rousseau had prescribed, and I did not argue about this because arguing required a reason and every reason I constructed dissolved when I was actually in the room with him and his hands were actually on my stomach and the lamp was doing what it did and the door was closed. Three days. Like clockwork. Each time the same sequence: blood pressure, stethoscope, positioning, his hands on the curve of my stomach with the clinical purpose that lasted exactly as long as it lasted and then became something else, something that neither of us named and neither of us stopped. His hands would still. The quality of the touch would shift from assessment into something that had no medical category. My
In Love With The Hot Billionaire. ~Baffled~
Camille's POVDinner was surprisingly easy.After Noe's nap, he'd woken up energized again, demanding to help me cook. We'd made pasta together, with Noe standing on his stool beside me, stirring the sauce with intense concentration while telling me more dinosaur facts.Adrien had joined us in the kitchen, leaning against the counter with a glass of wine, watching us work with an expression I couldn't quite read. Not quite the Ice King. Something softer. Almost peaceful.Now we sat at the dining table together, the three of us, eating the pasta that Noe proudly announced he'd made "mostly by himself.""The garlic isn't even burned!" he declared. "Camille showed me how to watch it carefully so it doesn't turn brown.""That's an important skill," Adrien said seriously. "I clearly have much to learn.""You really do, Papa. Your garlic is always brown. Sometimes black.""Thank you for that assessment."I laughed, and Noe grinned at me, clearly proud of his comedic timing."And sometimes,"
In Love With The Hot Billionaire. ~Standing Ground For The First Time~
Chapter Twenty Three.Something inside me snapped.Not broke…snapped. Like a rubber band stretched too far, finally giving way. All the years of bending, of making myself smaller, of swallowing their cruelty and calling it love…it all released at once.I straightened my spine."No," I said.The sin
In Love With The Hot Billionaire. ~Julien Returns~
Chapter Nineteen.Two weeks later, I heard the car pull into the driveway at three in the afternoon on a Thursday, so he left me for five weeks.Five weeks that felt like five years.I was in the kitchen pretending to care about the grocery list I'd been staring at for the past hour, my hand uncons
In Love With The Hot Billionaire. ~The Breaking Point~
Chapter Eighteen Camille's POVI lasted three more days.Three days of carrying this secret alone,waking up nauseous and terrified, of staring at my phone wondering if I should call someone, anyone, just to hear a voice that didn't belong to the nightmare my life had become.Three days of pretendi
In Love With The Hot Billionaire. ~The Poison In Kindness~
Chapter Fourteen Camille's POVMorning light filtered through my bedroom curtains, but I'd been awake for hours. I'd barely slept, jumping at every sound, my dresser still shoved against the door like a barricade against whatever Theo's words had implied.We have shared the same woman before The
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