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16. The Next Move
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The night air was thick with tension, the city skyline stretching endlessly. Ethan Cavendish leaned back in his chair, swirling the amber liquid in his glass as he watched the city skyline through his office window. His jaw was clenched, his expression cold.Adrian had called his bluff.Ethan had expected him to push back. He wasn’t stupid. But this? Adrian had gone beyond damage control. He had humiliated him, dismissed him like he was nothing.And the worst part? He had done it in front of the entire fucking world.The press was eating it up. His PR team had already sent him half a dozen emergency reports, but none of them mattered. Because the moment Adrian claimed Amelia on that stage, the tide had turned.Ethan tightened his grip on the glass. Adrian had made his move. Now it was time for his. A soft chuckle pulled him from his thoughts.“You look like you’re ready to kill someone.”Sophie Laurent’s sultry voice floated through the air as she strolled into his office, shutting th
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The city never slept, but tonight, it felt like it was holding its breath. The weight of the tablet in Adrian’s hand was insignificant compared to the weight of the words flashing across the screen.ETHAN CAVENDISH LEAKS DAMAGING FILES ON ADRIAN BLACK — QUESTIONS ARISE ABOUT HIS BUSINESS DEALINGS.ETHAN CAVENDISH ACCUSES ADRIAN BLACK OF FRAUDULENT BUSINESS DEALINGS — INVESTORS ON EDGE.BLACK ENTERPRISES UNDER FIRE: COULD THE KING FINALLY FALL?The news headline burned into his mind, but it wasn’t the words that angered him. It was the audacity.He smirked, shaking his head. Ethan was playing dirty, but it wasn’t unexpected. What was surprising was how quickly the media had latched onto it. Ethan had managed to make it look convincing, just enough to stir doubt in the minds of those who mattered.A calculated move. But Ethan had underestimated something crucial. Adrian wasn’t a man who played defense. He played to win.A heavy silence settled in the penthouse. Amelia stood beside Adria
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“You’re mine,” Adrian murmured against her lips. “And I don’t share.”Amelia’s fingers tangled in his hair, her body melting into him. “Then prove it.”Adrian's grip tightened around Amelia's waist, his fingers digging into the soft fabric of her dress as he deepened the kiss. His tongue swept into her mouth, claiming every inch of her with a ferocity that left her breathless. She could taste the whiskey on his lips, the heady scent of victory and desire mingling in the air.He backed her up against the desk, his hands roaming over her body with a possessive hunger. She could feel the hard length of him pressing against her, the evidence of his need for her unmistakable. Her own body responded in kind, a throbbing ache bu
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The golden morning light seeped through the sheer curtains of Adrian’s penthouse, casting long, soft shadows across the bedroom. The scent of freshly brewed coffee lingered in the air, mingling with the faint traces of last night’s passion.Amelia stretched lazily beneath the silk sheets, her body still deliciously sore from the night before. The warmth beside her was missing, though the scent of Adrian’s cologne still lingered in the air. She exhaled, rubbing the sleep from her eyes before rolling onto her side, only to find a small white envelope resting on Adrian’s pillow.Her brows furrowed as she picked it up. A neatly folded handwritten note slipped out."Good morning, sweetheart. I had an early meeting, but I expect you to still be in my bed wh
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The second they got back to the penthouse, Amelia pushed him against the wall, her lips crashing against his. Adrian groaned in surprise but quickly recovered, his hands finding her hips and squeezing hard."Impatient, are we?" he teased against her lips."Shut up," she muttered, reaching for his tie and yanking it free."You hated watching her touch me," he murmured against her lips.Amelia moaned as he lifted her effortlessly, pressing her against the cool glass window overlooking the city. "I hated that she thought she could."Adrian growled, his teeth grazing her throat. "You should have told me to fuck her off."
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Surrendering to the Billionaire 76. Wild Hearts, Reckless Hands
The ocean sparkled under the late-morning sun, a blinding expanse of endless blue stretching toward the horizon. The air was humid and salted, the sky painted in strokes of blue and gold as early afternoon pressed into view.On the private beach nestled below Adrian’s coastal villa, paradise looked like a postcard. Amelia, however, was not feeling particularly zen. Especially not when Adrian revved the engine of the jet ski and sent them flying across a wave that could’ve launched them straight into orbit.Adrian turned, smirking over his shoulder. “Ready, sweetheart?”Amelia stood on the dock, squinting into the sunlight. Her hair was up in a messy ponytail, oversized sunglasses perched on her nose, and a bright coral bikini peeking through the open
Surrendering to the Billionaire 75. The Way He Holds Me
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Surrendering to the Billionaire 72. Revenge is a Sin
Amelia should have known better. Messing with Adrian Black was like playing with fire, dangerous, exhilarating, and bound to leave a mark. And judging by the wicked gleam in his storm-gray eyes, she was about to get burned.Still dangling over his shoulder, dripping from the ice-cold water she had just dumped on him, Amelia kicked her legs in protest. "Adrian! Put me down!"He ignored her, carrying her effortlessly through the villa. His grip on her thighs was firm, possessive, as if she belonged to him like she wasn’t going anywhere until he decided."Adrian," she tried again, squirming.His palm landed on her ass in a sharp, warning slap. "Keep struggling, sweetheart. I dare you."
Surrendering to the Billionaire 71. Sore, Spoiled, and Seeking Revenge
Sunlight spilled through the sheer curtains, casting a golden glow over the rumpled sheets. Amelia groaned as she stirred. The first thing she registered was warmth. Not just the warmth of silk sheets tangled around her body, or the golden sunlight spilling through the villa’s floor-to-ceiling windows, it was the warmth of him.She stirred, stretching slightly, only to regret it instantly. Every inch of her felt the aftermath of last night, the roughness, the desperation, the way Adrian had absolutely wrecked her, a reminder of exactly what had happened last night.She blinked slowly, disoriented by the brightness, her limbs feeling too heavy to move. The room was quiet except for the distant sound of waves crashing against the shore, and a low, amused chuckle that sent shivers down her spine.
