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Chapter eleven
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2026-11-03 05:38:53
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My Billionaire Enemy Wants Me. Chapter twelve
The morning after Monaco did not start in Monaco.It started in Paris, at 6:15 am, in Luna Alex's small apartment near Gare du Nord, with a kettle that screamed.The kettle had been shouting for two years. It shouted when she worked near the toilet office. It shouted when she worked 96 hours for Béranger. It shouted when her mother was in operation at 6:30 am on Saturday. It still shouted now, even though Luna was Head of New Client Relations on the 12th floor with a glass wall that you can see the Eiffel Tower, even though she had signed Laurent Group for $800 million yesterday at 10 am in Villa Lumière.Luna was standing in her small kitchen in grey cotton pajamas, her hair was very messy, holding a yellow mug. The steam rose to her face. Outside, Paris was pale grey, the color of a pearl before sunrise.Suddenly her phone buzzed. 6:16 am.Jack: Good morning, queen. How was your night, did you sleep well?She smiled so wide the steam fogged her glasses.Luna: Good morning, king. Rea
My Billionaire Enemy Wants Me. Chapter eleven
The sea wind that had followed L'Étoile into Port Hercule followed them up the hill to Villa Lumière.It was 9:47 pm when the black cars made it through the iron gates of the villa. Monaco was sparkling below like a spilled jewelry box, the harbor lights still quivering on the water. The press boat was long gone. The Nice-Matin front page photo was already chosen somewhere in an office in Monaco, but up here, the cypress trees were still and the villa was very quiet.Villa Lumière was not Villa Azure. Azure was one villa, one bed, no pillow, no sofa, a small blanket and a pillow wall border. Lumière was bigger, much older, with pale stone walls and high windows that caught the sunset. It was the Laurent family house, it wasn't a hotel. Laurent had said, "You sleep here tonight, after the yacht, before signing tomorrow. $800 million needs good sleep. No hotel noise, only the sea wind and garden roses."Aisha was with Luna's brown blazer. Sophie carried her tablet, already closed for th
My Billionaire Enemy Wants Me. Chapter ten
The sunset after the real kiss on L'Étoile had not yet finished when the cameras arrived.It was 5:45 pm. The sky over the bay between Monaco and Nice was turning from gold to deep orange to pink, the same color of the roses in Villa Azure's garden. The sea was so calm it clutched the sky like a mirror, so the yacht seemed to float between two sunsets, one above and one below. L'Étoile was anchored, its navy hull and gold star reflecting the light, white tablecloth still on the upper deck, fish plates cleared, a single rose vase still in the middle, and two people standing at the bow still holding hands after a kiss that everyone on board had seen.Laurent Dubois was clapping, Sophie was closing her tablet with an HR-approved smile, Aisha was messaging Maya in all caps, and Henry was at the stern, alone near the engine noise, holding a black folder of false data and a phone that had failed to take a blurry photo, jealousy burning in a black suit in the heat.Then the sound came not fr
My Billionaire Enemy Wants Me. Chapter nine
The morning after the one villa, one bed night began with sea light.At 6:30 am, the sun passed through the blue shutters of Villa Azure and fell straight onto the pillow wall that was used to divide the big white bed all night. The wall was still there, two firm pillows standing like a border between two countries that had respected the line. Luna was the first to wake up. She was on her side, far edge of the bed, grey cotton pajamas, hair very messy, one hand still close to the border. The blanket was still shared, the sea wind was still soft and cool, and the villa was still very quiet.Jack got up too, lying on his back on his far edge, black t-shirt, eyes open, staring at the white ceiling where the morning light made moving patterns from the sea.None of them had crossed the border."Good morning, border patrol," Luna whispered, her voice hoarse from the sea air.Jack turned his head and smiled, that warm Jack smile, not the regular cold billionaire smile from board meetings. "G
My Billionaire Enemy Wants Me. Chapter eight
Tuesday morning in Paris was different from Monday gossip.Monday was whispers. Monday was Henry's blurry garden photo from Versailles. Monday was Sophie's investigation from 7:30 to 8:45. Monday was Jack standing in a big conference room on the 10th floor saying I am not ashamed, I am proud of it. Monday ended with a Luna Rule poster on HR notice board, fresh from the printer, still warm, with Luna's photo and quote gossip travels fast in HR but truth travels further. Someone added a heart sticker. The cleaning staff wrote Queen Luna in pen.Tuesday was quiet after the storm. The Luna Rule poster stayed. Henry did not come to office. His wife with the diamond necklace did not come. The old team is quiet. No whispers when Luna passed. Receptionists smiled. Interns clapped small.At 8:00 am Luna arrived at Black Energy 12th floor office. Glass wall. Eiffel Tower view. Name plate shining LUNA ALEX HEAD OF NEW CLIENT RELATIONS. Maya and Aisha are already there with coffee.Jack was waiti
My Billionaire Enemy Wants Me. Chapter seven
Monday morning in Paris did not feel like Saturday night in Versailles.Saturday had been roses. Moonlight. A string quartet. A blue dress that fit like it was made for her. A garden kiss that was supposed to be fake but turned out to be real.Monday was cold marble floors. Coffee machines hissing. Phones ringing. Heels clicking from different angles. And whispers that stopped the second Luna Alex walked past the glass doors of Black Energy.She had not gotten a proper sleep since Versailles.Her body was in her small apartment near Gare du Nord. She still felt her presence in the garden with Jack. Her lips still remembered the softness of Jack Black's kiss under the moon. Her phone still glowed with his last text from Sunday morning at 7:42 am."Good morning. Thank you for last night, I am grateful. My grandmother wants you next Sunday. Not as a fake date. As my date.”She read it twelve times. She smiled twelve times.But now it was Monday. 8:00 am. She had to be Luna Alex, Head of
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