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~The Dinner Trap~
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2026-01-23 23:35:07
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In Love With The Hot Billionaire. ~Isabella Knows~
I 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 entirely her own register, no
In Love With The Hot Billionaire. ~More Tension~
I walked slowly. His hands at my waist were steady and certain, adjusting my direction with the minimal pressure of someone who knew exactly where they were taking me and saw no reason to make it complicated. We moved along the path and I felt the sun shift on my face as we turned and the rose smell deepened slightly. *God, why does his touch feel like this?* My skin burned under the fabric of my coat even though his hands were nowhere near bare skin. Every small shift of his fingers sent sparks racing up my spine. I was supposed to be looking for a silly flower crown, not hyper-aware of how large and warm his palms felt wrapped around my waist. "Why," he said, close to my ear again, "are you doing this?""Elodie," I said."That explains very little.""She made a flower crown and decided I should find it blindfolded. It seemed easier to participate than to argue." I paused. "She usually wins arguments.""So do I," he said. "And yet here I am.""Here you are," I agreed."Guiding my
In Love With The Hot Billionaire. ~Tension~
We sat in the last of the afternoon and talked the way we had always talked, the easy comprehensive way of two people who had accumulated enough shared history that the conversation could move anywhere without requiring a map. She told me about her nursing rotation, a difficult week with a patient whose family had complicated everything, the kind of story that required no advice and simply needed to be told to someone who would understand it. I listened properly, the way you listened when you had been inside your own head for too long and someone else's life was a relief.At the end of the afternoon she walked me to the car.Adrien was already there, leaning against it with his phone, not impatiently. Just waiting.Elodie hugged me with her whole self, the way she always did, nothing held back."I mean it about calling," she said into my shoulder. "Both when things are bad and when they are not. I want the full version.""I know," I said. "I'm sorry for the silence."She pulled back
In Love With The Hot Billionaire. ~Something About Dinner~
I sat on the edge of my bed and looked at the pink flower on the bedside table.It was a small thing. A perfectly ordinary rose bloom that had come away from its bush without resistance and had spent the afternoon tucked into dark hair above a man's ear, and it was sitting on my bedside table now because I had carried it home in my hand without fully deciding to, the way you held onto things your body had decided mattered before your mind caught up with the decision.I picked it up.Put it back down.The afternoon was sitting on me with a specific and considerable weight. Not unpleasantly. That was the part I was turning over, the fact that the weight of it was not the kind I was accustomed to, not the Julien weight or the panic attack weight or the three in the morning with a laptop weight. This was something different. Something that pressed warmly rather than heavily, the accumulated weight of a day that had been, in ways I was not yet equipped to fully inventory, a good one.His h
In Love With The Hot Billionaire. ~What A Night~
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 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 before brea
In Love With The Hot Billionaire. ~Three 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 before breakfast.I
In Love With The Hot Billionaire. ~It's Thursday~
CHAPTER EIGHTYCamille's POV The light had barely touched the curtains when the phone buzzed.I was already half awake, the way I had been most of the night, skating the surface of sleep without going under properly. I reached for the phone with the automatic dread that had become my first morning
In Love With The Hot Billionaire. ~Author Note~
To all my readers who have come this far, I want to say a very big thank you. Thank you for not dropping the book, thank you for adding to library and thank you for not getting bored with Adrien and Camille 🤭 🌸 You all don't know how happy it makes me 🥹 Please stick to Camille and Adrien's st
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 o
In Love With The Hot Billionaire. ~The Spiral~
CHAPTER SIXTY # The SpiralI couldn't stay in my bedroom.The walls were too close, the air was too thick, and the messages kept replaying in my head like a nightmare on loop.Criminal charges…Prison…Public scandal…I stumbled into the attached bathroom, locked the door behind me, and sank to the
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