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Chapter Ten: You Are Mine
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2026-07-09 18:40:31
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My Billionaire Boss's Secret Heir Chapter Twenty-Nine: Between Two Worlds
Sophia's POVThe first thing I noticed when I woke up was the silence.I stretched lazily beneath the soft duvet, letting out a quiet sigh as the oversized T-shirt I had slept in slipped slightly over my shoulder. Sunlight streamed through the curtains, filling the guest bedroom with a warm golden glow.For a brief moment, I forgot where I was. Then reality settled in. The penthouse. The contract. Ethan Blackwell. I glanced at the clock on the bedside table. Eight thirty."Oh no."I climbed out of bed immediately. Today wasn't a day I could afford to waste. I had two important appointments. First, I needed to visit my mother. After that… I had another appointment at the hospital.My hand instinctively rested on my stomach before I quickly pulled it away. No. I couldn't think about that now.I sat on the edge of the bed for a moment, willing my pulse to slow down. The room around me was beautiful in a way that still didn't feel like mine — the pale linen curtains, the low hum of the ai
My Billionaire Boss's Secret Heir Chapter Twenty-Eight: No Bra
Ethan POVI watched Sophia from across the room, still trying to process how quickly the evening had shifted. We had been talking—really talking—for the first time without the usual walls between us. She had opened up about her mother, just a little, and I had shared more than I intended about my own past. The air in the penthouse felt different now. Charged. Intimate in a way that had nothing to do with the contract.Then she swayed slightly, pressing a hand to her temple.“Are you alright?” I asked, stepping closer.She gave me a small, tired smile. “Just dizzy all of a sudden. The wine, maybe. Or everything catching up with me.”Before I could suggest she sit down, she moved toward the bedroom. I followed, concerned about cutting through the growing tension I’d been feeling since dinner. She reached the edge of the large bed and lowered herself onto it, letting out a soft sigh as she lay back against the pillows.My God.The oversized T-shirt she was wearing had ridden up her thigh
My Billionaire Boss's Secret Heir Chapter Twenty Seven: After the Storm
Sophia Pov The drive home was quiet, the city lights blurring past the tinted windows. I sat in the passenger seat with my hands folded tightly in my lap, unable to stop replaying that moment in the boardroom. Ethan’s cold voice cutting through the air as he faced Penelope: “My mother is long dead.” The words had hit me harder than I expected. I had always seen him as this impenetrable wall of ice and power. Now I kept wondering how much pain was buried behind that cold exterior.I stole a glance at him. His jaw was set, eyes fixed on the road ahead. The corporate mask had returned, but something had shifted between us tonight. The silence wasn’t uncomfortable. It felt heavy with everything we weren’t saying.Ethan didn’t speak until we pulled into the private underground garage beneath his building. “We’re here,” he said simply, turning off the engine.I nodded. “Thank you. For tonight.”He gave a small shrug. “Make yourself comfortable when we get up there. I have a few emails to a
My Billionaire Boss's Secret Heir Chapter Twenty-Six: The Savior
Ethan's POVEthan stared at Sophia the moment he stepped out of the boardroom.She stood a few feet away, clutching his laptop with both hands. Her hair was tied into a simple ponytail, and she wore the same oversized sweater and slippers she had been wearing that morning. His brows drew together."You shouldn't have dressed like this."Sophia blinked. "What?"Ethan walked toward her, his gaze moving over her outfit once more."Your slippers... your sweater." He frowned. "What about the clothes I bought for you? Why didn't you wear them?"She looked down at herself before lifting her eyes to his."So..." Her voice became quieter. "Are you looking down on me?"The question caught him off guard."No." He answered almost immediately, his tone losing its usual coldness. "No, Sophia." He rubbed the back of his neck before speaking again. "I didn't mean it that way."She remained silent."I only meant..." he paused, searching for the right words. "People know who you are now. Reporters are
My Billionaire Boss's Secret Heir Chapter Twenty-Five: The Vote
Ethan's POVThe atmosphere inside the boardroom shifted the moment Penelope stood.She didn't ask for permission. She never did.With effortless confidence, she buttoned her navy blazer and smiled at everyone seated around the long mahogany table. The morning sunlight streaming through the floor-to-ceiling windows cast sharp shadows across the room, highlighting the tension that had been building for months."Ladies and gentlemen," she began smoothly, "Blackwell Corporation is entering a new era."Silence answered her.Every director watched carefully. Some supported her. Some supported me. The rest were simply waiting to see who would win. The air felt thick with anticipation, the kind that preceded major corporate battles.Penelope gestured toward the man seated three chairs away from her. "I would like to nominate Richard Hayes for the position of Executive Chairman."Richard rose immediately, offering the room a practiced smile. He looked respectable. Experienced. Safe. Exactly th
My Billionaire Boss's Secret Heir Chapter Twenty-Four: The Boardroom War
Ethan's POVThe boardroom had always been my battlefield. Some people fought wars with bullets and bloodshed. I fought mine with signatures, calculated votes, and billion-dollar decisions that could reshape industries overnight. And this morning was no different.Sunlight poured through the floor-to-ceiling windows of Blackwell Corporation’s executive floor, reflecting off the long, polished mahogany table where fifteen board members sat in tense silence. Leather folders rested before each of them, untouched. The air hummed with unspoken anxiety. No one spoke above a whisper. They were waiting.Not for the meeting to begin.For me.Unfortunately for them, I was nowhere near the office.My phone vibrated for the third time in less than five minutes. Dante. I didn’t need to answer to know what he wanted. I declined the call with a sharp tap, eyes fixed on the sea of red brake lights stretching ahead.A second later, another message appeared on the dashboard display.**Where the hell are
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