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35. The Walls We Live Behind
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2026-08-11 15:42:44
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One Night And A Billionaire Obsession 56. Echoing Expectations
Kelly's POV Having lunch with Dylan wasn’t something I had planned for that day, but it happened anyway.The morning had passed in a blur of emails, calendar changes, and files I’d reviewed twice because I couldn’t remember reviewing them the first time. By noon, my head felt like it was going to explode, and there wasn’t enough space left for a full thought. When Dylan texted me saying;“Are you alive? Because I haven't heard from you in a long time. I’m near your office.”I stared at the screen longer than necessary before answering “Okay, I'll meet you outside.”I told myself I was just going to have lunch with my brother, nothing scary about that.We met at a small café a few blocks from the office, the kind that catered to regulars and didn’t bother with trendy décor. The chairs were mismatched, the windows smudged, and the smell of warm bread hung in the air. It felt familiar in a way I hadn’t realized I needed.Dylan was already there when I arrived, standing near the count
One Night And A Billionaire Obsession 55. Pressure Applied
Michael's POV I couldn't sleep, I admitted it to myself sometime after midnight, when the ceiling above my bed had stopped appearing as a ceiling, it was more like a surface I could push against. The penthouse was quiet in the way expensive places always are, even the city outside felt muted, distant, like it had been turned down a notch without my permission.I lay on my back, hands folded over my stomach, staring up at the recessed lights I hadn’t bothered to turn off. My body felt tight, and coiled. It was a kind of tension that didn’t come from caffeine or long meetings but from holding something down for too long.My phone buzzed on the nightstand and I reached for it too quickly, then stopped myself halfway, fingers hovering in the air like I’d been caught doing something I didn’t want to explain. The screen buzzed again, more insistent this time. I exhaled as I picked it up. It wasn't Kelly, although I didn't know why I thought it would be her.The call was from Samson, one
One Night And A Billionaire Obsession 54. Quiet Hour
Kelly's POV It’s been three days since we got back from San Francisco. Three days of normal office hours, normal meetings, normal schedules that felt like anything but normal. Michael kept everything strictly professional, short conversations, minimal eye contact, no lingering pauses and no accidental proximity. I told myself it shouldn’t bother me, the trip ended, and work resumed. That’s how it’s supposed to go. But something about the way he avoided me these past few days felt deliberate, like he was guarding a line I didn’t even know we were close to crossing. By Thursday evening, the silence was pressing heavily on me, and I didn't want to go home. I didn't want to sit alone with my thoughts replaying moments that probably didn’t mean what I think they did. So I decided to text Hope. “Can I come over?” Her reply came instantly. “Always.” The ride to her apartment was familiar, the route muscle memory by now. I watch the city slide past the window, lights blinki
One Night And A Billionaire Obsession 53. Ice, Cold Relations
Kelly’s POVI sat on the edge of the bed and told myself, for the third time that night, that this trip was just about work.But the words sounded like a lie even inside my own head. The room was quiet except for the muted hum of traffic far below the window and the faint ticking of the clock on the bedside table. The room was too large for one person to occupy without feeling slightly out of place. My suitcase sat half-open on the chair, clothes folded with a care that felt deliberate, almost defensive, as if neatness could keep my thoughts in line.Nothing was meant to happen, that had been the rule I gave myself from the start, while I was preparing for the trip. And yet my mind kept circling back to the plane. The sudden dip, the sharp intake of breath I hadn’t managed to hide. And also, the way his hand had been there before I’d even thought to look for it, firm against my wrist, steadying me, grounding me. It hadn’t been dramatic, nor had lasted long. But it had been insti
One Night And A Billionaire Obsession 52. Fight Or Flight
Michael’s POVI didn't wait for the elevator doors to close before I spoke. “You can head back to the hotel,” I told Kelly as we stepped into the hallway. My voice sounded rough even to my own ears, which felt like a small exposure of my inner fight. “I need to take a walk.”She hesitated, I saw it in the way her step slows, the way she looked at me as if she was trying to read something out of my actions at the moment.“Of course,” she says, professional as always. She adjusted the strap of her bag and gave a polite nod before turning toward the elevators.I watched her go longer than I should have, but when the doors slid shut, the corridor suddenly felt wider and quieter. Like a held breath released too fast.I began to walk and I didn't check my phone, because I didn't think about where I’m going. My feet carry me out of the hotel, past the revolving doors, and into the early evening air. San Francisco was cooler than I remember, the breeze wild against my skin. The city humme
One Night And A Billionaire Obsession 51. All The Glitters
Kelly’s POVThe car waiting outside when we stepped out of the San Francisco airport looked nothing like the taxis lined up along the curb. It sat a little apart from the rest, long and dark, polished to the point where the afternoon sun slides cleanly off its surface. I didn't recognize the brand at first, because it wasn't as flashy or gaudy looking in the way I expect luxury to be. It was a Cadillac with no unnecessary shine, just quiet confidence on four wheels.Michael walked straight to it as soon as he spotted the car, and the driver stepped out the moment Michael came into view, straightening his jacket as if pulled by an invisible string. He nods once in a respectful and professional manner.“Welcome to San Francisco, sir,” he says. “Hope the flight was comfortable.”“It was fine,” Michael replies, already reaching for the door.I hesitate for half a second before following, aware again of how easily he moves through spaces like this, how everything seems to arrange itsel
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