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47. The Breaking Point
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2025-03-30 22:00:38The silence in Adrian’s penthouse was deafening.
Amelia gripped the journal tightly as she stepped into the hallway, her breath unsteady, her heart slamming against her ribs. Every step away from him felt like an impossible weight pressing down on her. The truth had shattered everything she thought she knew, leaving her standing at the edge of a precipice with no idea whether she was about to fall, or if she’d already fallen too far.
Behind her, Adrian hadn’t moved. He stood in the doorway of his study, his expression unreadable, his storm gray eyes locked onto her like a predator watching its prey make a fatal mistake.
She should have kept walking. She had to get out. Out of this penthouse. Out of Adrian’s intoxicating hold. Out of the carefully craf
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Surrendering to the Billionaire 48. The Distance Between Us
The city stretched beneath Amelia like an endless sea of lights, but she barely noticed. She stood by Sarah’s apartment window, arms wrapped around herself, as she stared at the city through the rain-streaked window, her fingers curled around a cup of tea she hadn’t touched. Her thoughts had become an exhausting cycle of questions, ones she wasn’t sure she wanted the answers to.The walls of Sarah’s apartment closed in around Amelia like a cage. It had been three days since she walked away from Adrian, but the weight of him still pressed against her, a phantom she couldn’t escape, she still felt like she was suffocating under his presence.Why had Adrian waited so long to tell her the truth?Had he ever actually planned to tell her at all?
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The world outside the café was loud — car horns, distant chatter, the rustling of autumn leaves caught in the wind. But between them?Only silence.Amelia hated the way her body betrayed her, the way her pulse thrummed wildly just from being this close to him again. Adrian had always had a presence that sucked the air from the room, that demanded attention, demanded submission.And God help her, she was still drawn to him. Even now, even after everything, she wanted him. But that didn’t erase the truth. It didn’t erase his betrayal. It didn’t erase the game he had played with her life.Adrian’s thumb grazed her jaw in a way that sent an unwelcome shiver down her spine. His storm-
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Amelia didn’t sleep.She lay in the guest bed at Sarah’s apartment, staring at the ceiling as the city buzzed faintly outside. The sheets felt wrong, too crisp. The room was too quiet, too unfamiliar. Everything about it screamed temporary.She had walked away from Adrian. She had chosen to leave.So why did it feel like she had only left a part of herself behind?No matter how far Amelia ran, no matter how much distance she put between them, she was never really free of Adrian Black. He was everywhere. In her head. In her skin. In her fucking soul.The realization struck her like a slow,
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The air between them was thick with something electric, something that had been simmering for too long. No more running. No more fighting. Just this. Just them.Adrian didn’t hesitate. The second Amelia’s lips crashed against his, he pulled her flush against him, his hands gripping her waist with the kind of possession that left no room for doubt. Amelia’s body was already pressed against Adrian’s, the taste of him still on her lips, but it wasn’t enough. The moment their mouths collided, the rest of the world blurred into nothing.His grip on her waist was firm, possessive, like he was staking his claim all over again. And maybe he was. Maybe she wanted him to.She had spent days convincing herself that she could walk away. That she could breat
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“How do you feel, sweetheart?” Adrian asked in between the work out session.Amelia’s head was pushed backwards as she moaned under his sweet torture. “Jesus! It feels like heaven.”Adrian smirked. Her boobs were jumping with his every thrust. He pinched her nipples.“Oops….” Amelia cried out in pleasure.Adrian moved closer to her body and took one of the nipples in his mouth, sucking it mercilessly while kneading the other one like dough. His free hand was caressing her hair. Ameila’s hand stopped at his hair, taking them in her grip and pulling him more into her.Her moans weren’t h
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Amelia had never felt shy a day in her life.She had strutted into boardrooms full of men who underestimated her, stared down business rivals who thought they could intimidate her, and walked away from an entire marriage without shedding a tear. Shyness had never been in her vocabulary.The room was still thick with the scent of sweat, sex, and something unspoken. Amelia lay sprawled across the massive bed, her body still tingling, her limbs still weak. Adrian stood beside her, buttoning up his shirt with maddening ease, looking as composed as ever like he hadn’t just ruined her for any other man.Bastard.Amelia forced herself to sit up, wincing slightly at the delicious soreness between her thighs.
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The elevator ride up to the penthouse was quiet, well, mostly quiet.By the time they reached Adrian’s penthouse, Amelia was beginning to regret agreeing to come back with him. Not because she was afraid of him. Not because she thought she’d lose control again. But because Adrian Black had a way of making everything feel like an invitation for seduction.Adrian stood beside Amelia, impossibly close, his hands tucked into his pockets, his storm-gray eyes trained on her. She was trying her very best to pretend that she didn’t feel the weight of his gaze, that she wasn’t hyper aware of every slow breath he took, of the way the air between them was thick with something unspoken.He was giving her that look again. The one that said,
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The doorbell rang, shattering the moment.Amelia exhaled, blinking as if snapping out of a daze. Adrian lingered for a second longer, his storm-gray eyes locked onto hers, searching, waiting. Then, with an unreadable smirk, he turned and walked toward the door.Amelia released the breath she didn’t even realize she was holding. Her heart was still hammering in her chest.What the hell was that?One kiss. One devastating, soul-consuming kiss, and suddenly she felt like she had fallen all over again.Adrian returned, carrying a bag of takeout, looking completely unbothered by the fact that he had just sent her entire world spiraling. “Din
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Surrendering to the Billionaire 81. Wolves in Silk
Christian Christian didn’t stand when Adrian entered the office. He remained seated, legs casually crossed, fingers steepled under his chin, one arm draped over the back of the chair like it was a throne, looking for all the world like a king surveying his stolen throne. His dark suit was perfectly tailored, his tie casually loose like he had better places to be but chose this for the thrill, his expression unreadable behind the kind of smile that didn’t touch his eyes.Adrian stopped just inside the doorway, one hand on the edge of the glass desk. Amelia stood just behind Adrian, her posture tense, instincts prickling.“Christian.” Adrian said coolly, stepping inside. “Didn’t realize we were taking visitors this early.”Christ
Surrendering to the Billionaire 80. Homecoming, with Consequences
The city greeted them like a sharp intake of breath, brisk, fast, and unrelenting. The city felt colder than she remembered. Gone were the soft rustle of palm trees and the endless lull of ocean waves. In their place horns, high heels clacking against pavement, and a skyline that blinked with a thousand ambitions.It wasn’t just the weather—though it was gray and damp, a soft drizzle peppering the windshield as the car glided down the familiar road that led to Adrian’s penthouse. No, it was something else. The way the skyline looked more steel than silver. The way the buildings rose like jagged teeth rather than shimmering towers.Amelia rested her forehead against the cool glass of the car window, watching raindrops chase each other down the pane.Vaca
Surrendering to the Billionaire 79. Skin on Fire
Adrian gently laid Amelia down on the plush blanket he had spread out on the sand. The cool night air and distant sound of waves provided a sensual backdrop as he gazed upon her beauty in the moonlight. His dark eyes smoldered with barely restrained desire as they roamed over her curves, taking in every detail.His hands slowly roamed her curves, caressing every inch of exposed skin as he undressed her piece by piece with aching tenderness. Amelia shivered under his touch, relishing the feel of his fingers igniting flames across her body. She arched into him, desperate for more."Adrian," she sighed, reaching for him.Their lips met in a deep, hungry kiss that spoke volumes of their longing for one another. Tongues twined and danced as their passion grew hotter. Adrian
Surrendering to the Billionaire 78. One Last Sunrise
The last morning on the island came wrapped in golden hush, in a kind of silence that made everything feel heavier. Not sad, not quite, not yet. But something lingered in the air, something that felt like goodbye.Amelia stirred before the sun did. She heard the sound of waves, slow and rhythmic against the shore. The breeze, warmer now with summer’s edge, drifted in through the open terrace doors, rustling the white curtains and brushing across the bare skin of her arms.She reached across the bed, instinctively searching for warmth—but found only crumpled sheets. She blinked, eyes adjusting to the soft morning glow. Adrian wasn’t beside her. His presence was everywhere, the scent of his cologne faint on the pillow, the imprint of his body in the mattress, the echo of his voice from last night, whispering pro
Surrendering to the Billionaire 77. Tangled in Sunsets and Temptation
The morning after felt like silk unfolded slowly, like molasses dripping under the golden spill of coastal light.Golden light streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows of Adrian’s villa, catching on the fluttering curtains and dancing across the bed where Amelia lay wrapped in one of Adrian’s T-shirts and an oversized comforter. Her body was still humming from the way Adrian had kissed her last night, from the way he’d held her like she was something precious, not fragile, but irreplaceable.Adrian had gotten up early, but not before pressing a kiss to her temple and murmuring something about coming back with breakfast. She wasn’t entirely convinced that there hadn't been a bribe to stop her from demanding more rounds last night.She blinke
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
The moment Adrian’s lips crashed into hers, the world fell away. The air between them was thick with heat and longing, heavy enough to drown in.The storm outside faded into a distant hum, nothing but white noise compared to the thunder in Amelia’s chest. He kissed her like she was the only thing tethering him to reality, like the craving for her was so deep it had carved a permanent space in his soul. His mouth moved with a hunger that contradicted the slow burn simmering just beneath the surface.She responded just as fiercely.There was no rush to undress. No frantic fumbling. Just the fevered, maddening art of holding back of tasting, teasing, testing the limits of restraint.Adrian broke the kiss bu
Surrendering to the Billionaire 74. Marooned with a Madman
The morning arrived with a storm, rolling in from the sea with an ominous rumble of thunder. Sheets of rain battered against the floor-to-ceiling windows of the villa, the wind howling like a restless beast. The sky was dark, casting an eerie glow over the room, but inside, cocooned beneath the thick covers, Amelia felt nothing but warmth. The sky outside was a deep shade of gray, casting the bedroom in a muted, dreamlike light. It was the kind of morning that begged for laziness, for tangled sheets and whispered words.She stirred against Adrian’s chest, her bare skin brushing against his. He was awake, his arm lazily draped around her waist, fingers tracing slow, idle circles on her hip. Even in sleep, he was possessive. Even in a storm, he was in control.Amelia sighed, her lips brushing against his collarbone. “It&rsq
Surrendering to the Billionaire 73. Jealousy is a Dangerous Game
Adrian Black was not a man who shared. He didn’t tolerate competition. He didn’t believe in second chances. And he sure as hell didn’t like watching another man look at what belonged to him, especially not Amelia.Amelia knew this. She had known it the moment she first met him, the moment she first saw the raw, untamed intensity in his storm-gray eyes. And yet, she couldn’t help herself pushing him, teasing him, testing the very limits of his control every time she got a chance. It was a dangerous thrill she was hopelessly addicted to.That flirtatious street vendor might have been a harmless fool, but Amelia’s teasing? That was deliberate. She knew exactly what she was doing, stoking the fire, pushing him to the edge, daring him to lose control.
