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Chapter 12
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2026-09-19 16:07:58
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Augusto kept his chin raised, but his eyes had softened.They were different from their usual coldness.Eloise looked away and exhaled sharply.“Forget it. You don’t understand.”She turned to leave, but he gently caught her arm.There was no force or pressure in his touch.Only presence.“Are you finished?” he asked in a calm but firm tone, as though he were now the one struggling to maintain control.She hesitated.“Because the show isn’t over yet, Eloise,” he continued, slowly releasing her. “And we still have an entire audience waiting to see whether my ‘girlfriend’ can make it through the rest of the night.”She stared at him for a long moment.His green eyes remained impassive… but there was something more hidden within them.A trace of guilt?A silent apology?Perhaps.But at that moment, all she knew was that she needed to breathe…And continue.“Then let’s go,” she said, lifting her chin and pulling herself together with the same strength she always summoned whenever the worl
Married to My Cold Billionaire Boss Chapter 15
Augusto kept his chin raised, but his eyes had softened.They were different from their usual coldness.Eloise looked away and exhaled sharply.“Forget it. You don’t understand.”She turned to leave, but he gently caught her arm.There was no force or pressure in his touch.Only presence.“Are you finished?” he asked in a calm but firm tone, as though he were now the one struggling to maintain control.She hesitated.“Because the show isn’t over yet, Eloise,” he continued, slowly releasing her. “And we still have an entire audience waiting to see whether my ‘girlfriend’ can make it through the rest of the night.”She stared at him for a long moment.His green eyes remained impassive… but there was something more hidden within them.A trace of guilt?A silent apology?Perhaps.But at that moment, all she knew was that she needed to breathe…And continue.“Then let’s go,” she said, lifting her chin and pulling herself together with the same strength she always summoned whenever the worl
Married to My Cold Billionaire Boss Chapter 14
The party continued amid luxury and restrained laughter. Elegant guests circulated with glasses of champagne in their hands. Some discussed business with grave expressions, while others shared amusing stories and laughed loudly in hopes of attracting attention. But in a quieter corner of the ballroom—surrounded by businessmen hungry for connections and flatterers smiling far too eagerly—Lorenzo Mello stood apart in silence. He held his glass of champagne like a man who already believed he had conquered half of what he desired. His gaze traveled through the room with calculated attention, searching for influential faces, powerful names… contracts. Tonight was his opportunity to infiltrate that world. There, among men in tailored suits and women adorned with glittering jewelry, he believed he could finally establish his name. His company’s name. His path to the top. What he wanted was simple. Power. Beside him, Nicole awkwardly swirled her glass, dressed in something far too
Married to My Cold Billionaire Boss Chapter 13
The Dinner Amid the Chaos The camera flashes began before the car had even come to a complete stop in front of the red carpet. Photographers waited eagerly at the main entrance of the luxurious Monteiro Hotel, which was illuminated by spotlights and crowded with elite guests. Patriarch José Monteiro’s charity dinner was more than a social event. It was a political chessboard disguised as a gala. The car door slowly opened. Augusto Monteiro stepped out first, impeccable in his tailored dark suit. His gaze was cold, and his expression had been carefully arranged to convey boredom. The moment he emerged, the flashes intensified. Eloise appeared next. For one second, everything seemed to fall silent. Her black dress was elegant and daring, with one bare shoulder and a perfectly placed slit. It clung to her body as though it had been sewn directly onto her, piece by piece. The ruby necklace shimmered beneath the entrance lights, drawing attention to her décolletage, her presence
Married to My Cold Billionaire Boss Chapter 12
Dinner Amid Chaos The day of the dinner arrived without ceremony. Eloise buried herself in her work with absolute focus, as though every email she answered and every spreadsheet she reviewed could help her ignore the weight of what awaited her that evening. Augusto also seemed absorbed in his work, locked inside his office without calling for her or provoking her as he usually did. The atmosphere was professional. Silent. Tense. At around two in the afternoon, his office door opened. Augusto emerged with his impeccable posture and unreadable expression. He approached her desk and placed a small black velvet box on top of her planner. “You may leave for the day. Go get ready. And take this with you,” he said casually. She stared at the box as though it were a bomb about to explode. “There’s already a dress and a pair of shoes. This… doesn’t make sense,” she said without touching the box. “You don’t need to go overboard.” Augusto held her gaze with patient firmness. “It mak
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Friday arrived. That morning, Eloise woke before her alarm. The sun had not yet decided whether to rise or remain hidden behind the clouds, leaving her bedroom immersed in a soft half-light. Sitting on the edge of the bed, she rubbed her hands over her face, trying to erase the remnants of her exhaustion—both physical and emotional. She prepared coffee in silence, her thoughts already drifting toward the office, the day’s schedule… and the dinner. That was all it was. A work event. A professional obligation. She repeated those words in her mind like an anchor, trying to stop her thoughts from wandering somewhere they didn’t belong—to the way Augusto silently watched her or how his presence seemed to fill every room he entered. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee had just begun to fill the kitchen when the doorbell rang. Eloise frowned and checked the time. It wasn’t even seven in the morning. Who could possibly be at the door this early? Drying her hands on a kitchen towel,
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