FAZER LOGINCompartilhar
Chapter thirteen
Data de publicação:
2026-11-06 23:40:17
Último capítulo
My Billionaire Enemy Wants Me. Chapter fourteen
Days after Fashion Week, Colette called them to Provence.There was no invitation. There was no question. It was only a message from Sophie, short and formal, as if it was written by a lady who did not expect to be disobeyed: Madame Colette requests your presence at the house in Provence. On Friday. Dinner at eight. Do not be late.Luna really wanted to refuse. She wants to stay in Paris, in her small apartment near Gare du Nord, where the kettle screamed. and the world made sense. But Jack had looked at the message for a long time, his jaw tight, his eyes distant, and he had said, “We need to go. If we don't, she will come to us herself. And that will be worse.”So they went.The house in Provence was stunning in the way old money is beautiful. Very quiet. Certain. Unimpressed by effort. Fine stone walls, lavender in the garden, a library that smelled of leather and rain. Luna had been there only once before, and she had felt like a normal guest who had been allowed inside by mistake
My Billionaire Enemy Wants Me. Chapter thirteen
The morning after the Metro was supposed to be soft.Luna got up at 6:15am to the regular scream of the kettle in her small apartment near Gare du Nord. Luna did not hate that sound anymore. It reminded her of how to survive. It reminded her of the mornings she had worked near the toilet office, of the Saturday her mother had gone for operation. Now the kettle screamed for a different lady, a lady who was Head of New Client Relations on the 12th floor, a lady who had signed with Laurent Group for eight hundred million dollars, a woman who had eaten a warm croissant on Metro Line 4 with Jack Black.Luna stood in her kitchen in grey cotton pajamas, steam rising to her face, and she smiled. Outside Paris was pale grey, the colour of a pearl before sunrise. For one quiet moment, she had faith the storm was finally over.Her phone buzzed. Jack: Good morning, queen. Fashion Week today. Palais de Tokyo. 11am. Black Energy is sponsoring it. You have to come. I want you to wear something ver
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
Você também pode gostar
Can't Win Me Back
Ginger Sue3.0M visualizaçõesYou're Gonna Miss Me When I'm Gone
Cora Smith694.1K visualizaçõesA Woman Worth Billions, Dated the Wrong Brother
Amcol 762.3K visualizaçõesPowerful Papa with Triplet Babies
Pink Dolphin639.3K visualizaçõesBetrayed, I Transmigrated Into My Rival's Bestselling Book
Stephen Sarah49 visualizaçõesThe Billionaire's Forbidden Bride
Ahbby241 visualizaçõesHis Wife or Her Grave
Rolakewrites 111 visualizaçõesMy CEO Ex-husband Regret
Linda Nova 66 visualizações
