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Refusing To Talk
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2026-07-08 13:22:25
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My Possessive Billionaire We'll Talk Tomorrow
POV: FelixShe was going to be the death of me. Not Martin, not the compound or the timeline or the ongoing problem of a half-brother who had built his empire in my blind spots. Selina, in the blue dress, walking through my study on her way to the garden at seven in the evening while I sat at my desk trying to maintain the composure of a man who had decided to be patient and finding that decision considerably more difficult to sustain than it had appeared when I made it.I was a man accustomed to outcomes. I set objectives and I pursued them and the pursuit produced results, not always quickly but reliably, because I was willing to apply whatever the situation required for as long as the situation required it. That was how I had operated for twenty years and it had served me well enough in every context I had encountered it in. Every context except this one. This one had its own rules.She walked out of the kitchen while I was mid-sentence on the second morning and I stood at the ki
My Possessive Billionaire Refusing To Talk
POV: Selina She squeezed my hand once. That was enough. Felix tried to speak with me that afternoon. He found me in the sitting room where I had established a temporary occupation, a chair by the window, a book I had found on the shelf that I was reading approximately thirty percent of, the remainder of my attention on the garden outside where two of his security team were conducting their rotation with the practiced invisibility of people good at their jobs. He came into the room and sat in the chair across from me with the careful deliberateness that had replaced his previous habit of occupying spaces as if he owned them. He did own this one. He was doing it anyway."I'd like to explain some things," he said. "When you're ready." I looked at my book. "I'm reading.""I can see that." he said, then paused."Selina...""I'm only here," I said, setting the book down and looking at him directly, "Because I realized you aren't the one who wants me dead. And since the one who
My Possessive Billionaire Taken To Felix's House
POV: SelinaFelix's other mansion was nothing like the first one. That was the first thing I noticed when the convoy pulled through the gates at four in the morning.The first house had been a statement. Everything in it had been positioned to communicate something about the man who owned it, the art, the furniture, the proportions of the rooms, all of it calibrated to produce a specific impression. This house was different. It was large but it felt lived-in, or like it had the capacity to be lived-in, which was not something I would have associated with Felix before tonight.I stood on the front steps while his people moved around us with the efficiency of a night operation concluding, and I looked at the house and thought about the fact that I had been in this city the entire time and had not known this place existed.There was a great deal, it turned out, that I had not known. Amaya appeared at my shoulder. She had been quiet in the car, not the withdrawn quiet of someone who
My Possessive Billionaire Found Selina
POV: Felix "MARCO." I didn't raise my voice. I didn't need to. "Tell them to move. Now. All of them." I ordered. Marco was already on the radio. What followed came to me in fragments through the phone, shouting, a crash of something falling, Coleman's voice raised for the first time, the particular chaos of a contained space filling suddenly with too many people and too much intention. I sat in the back of a vehicle that was already moving faster than it had been and listened to sounds I couldn't see and couldn't control and felt something move through me that I had spent twenty years training myself not to feel.Helplessness... Raw, total, undignified helplessness."Lina." I spoke into the phone. "Talk to me." I said. I heard sounds, movement. Then her voice, breathless, "Your men are here." she said, almost in tears."I know, stay behind them.""There's... yes, okay, we're..." The sound of her moving, of Amaya close beside her, of the situation reorganizing itself arou
My Possessive Billionaire She Called
POV: FelixI got the call at seven forty-three in the evening. Not from my men. Not from Marco. Not from any of the network of people I had deployed across a widening radius over the past eighteen hours, all of whom had been reporting back with variations of the same useless answer... Nothing, no sign, no trace, the trail gone cold at an airstrip that had already been swept clean by the time my forensics team arrived. The call came from a number I didn't recognize. A thin, uncertain signal, the kind that came from basic devices in areas with minimal coverage. I almost didn't answer it, my thumb hovered over the screen for one second and then something... instinct, or the particular desperation of a man who has run out of rational options made me accept it. First came the silence on the other end. Then breathing, and then her voice."Felix."One word. Just my name. But I knew her voice the way I knew my own heartbeat by now, would have known it through static and distance and th
My Possessive Billionaire The Chase
POV: Selina “Nothing behind us,” she said.“Keep watching.”“I am.”Three miles. Five. The road gave us nothing but itself and we took it gratefully, both hands on the wheel, eyes forward. I thought about Dara standing in the building we had left behind, managing her own face, performing whatever she needed to perform to give us the time we needed. I hoped she would be alright. I had no way of knowing whether she would be and hoping was all I had to offer her from seventeen miles of straight road.“Lina,” Amaya said.“I see it.” Lights behind us. Still distant, still possibly nothing, a vehicle going east for its own unrelated reasons in the early evening, but my hands tightened on the wheel and I pressed down incrementally on the accelerator.“How far?” I looked at the odometer. “Maybe nine miles.”“They’re gaining.”“I know.”I drove faster. The Land Cruiser pushed back against the speed briefly and then settled into it, the engine finding a register that felt sustainable. The cra
My Possessive Billionaire Interrogated Ryan
POV: Felix He knew what my word was worth in this city, everyone did. That was the advantage of reputation, it worked even when you were exhausted and soaked and sitting in a moving car on a dark highway feeling like the worst version of yourself. Now more than ever, I’m proud of the man I have b
My Possessive Billionaire Found A Key
POV: Selina That’s when I saw it. Tucked into the narrow, shadowed space between the marble vanity and the wall, right where the baseboard met the tile, was a small, metallic glint. It wasn’t a bottle cap or a lost piece of jewelry. It was a key. A simple, old-fashioned skeleton key, its brass dul
My Possessive Billionaire Suspicion
POV: SelinaI sat on the plush, oversized couch in the private lounge, a glass of what was probably the most expensive champagne I had ever tasted resting in my hand. The bubbles danced upward, mirroring the unease churning in my chest. Felix was seated next to me, his trademark charming smile on d
My Possessive Billionaire So Fucking Hot
HOT.Seline.His expression tightened as I stroked him gently, one of my hands moving to cup his heavy balls which I was sure was filled with so cum, I wanted them sprayed all over me as I had a taste.One of my fingers stroked the tip of his dick which was hardening in my palm and licked the pre-c
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