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Chapter ninety-five

Auteur: Elira sloane
last update Date de publication: 2026-05-12 08:33:25

THE MORNING AFTER

NOELLE'S POV

Morning light filtered softly through the curtains, casting a warm glow over Roman’s bare back.

We hadn’t spoken much since last night. After the desperate, emotional sex we had against the wall and on the couch, we had simply held each other, exhausted and raw, until we both fell asleep. No promises. No deep conversations. Just our bodies tangled together and our hearts still aching but clinging to each other.

Now, Roman stirred beside me. His arm was draped hea
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  • THE BILLIONAIRE'S DIRTY SECRET: A FORBIDDEN SECOND CHANCE   Chapter ninety-eight

    NUMBNOELLE'S POVThe phone was still pressed to my ear even after the call ended.“It’s over. I choose Liana.”Roman’s broken voice kept echoing in my head like a broken record. I stood frozen in the middle of my living room, staring at the dark screen, waiting for something, anything to make sense.Then I laughed.A short, bitter, hollow sound that didn’t sound like me at all. It bubbled up from somewhere deep and ugly, turning into something sharper, almost manic. I laughed until my stomach hurt, until tears streamed down my face, but they weren’t sad tears.They were the kind of tears that came when everything inside you finally snapped. I felt used. He fucked me and just….I tried calling him back.The line rang once… then it went straight to voicemail.I called again.Voicemail.And again.Voicemail.I kept calling, over and over and over again, my thumb pressing the screen harder each time, as if force could make him answer. Nothing. The line stayed dead. He had blocked me. Or

  • THE BILLIONAIRE'S DIRTY SECRET: A FORBIDDEN SECOND CHANCE   Chapter ninety-seven

    THE WEIGHT OF BAD LUCKROMAN'S POVThe hospital smelled like antiseptic and despair.I sat in the hard plastic chair outside the emergency room, my elbows on my knees, head in my hands, staring at the white tiled floor. My shirt was stained with Liana’s blood. My hands still trembled from the moment I had grabbed the knife from her.The doctors had rushed her in twenty minutes ago. Deep cuts on her neck and palm. She had been crying, screaming my name, telling them I was the only one who could save her.I felt nothing but numbness and crushing guilt.How did my life become this?One moment I had finally received the news I had prayed for, the DNA test was negative. Noelle and I were not related. We were free. The next moment, everything exploded. Liana in my bed. The photos. The forced phone call to Noelle. And now this.I ran my bloody hands through my hair, leaving red streaks.Bad luck.That’s what it always came down to. That's what it always is.I had always been the unlucky one.

  • THE BILLIONAIRE'S DIRTY SECRET: A FORBIDDEN SECOND CHANCE   Chapter ninety-six

    BROKEN VOWSROMAN'S POVThe morning light felt different today.For the first time in months, I woke up with Noelle in my arms. Her body was warm and soft against mine, her curly hair spread across my chest, her breathing steady and peaceful. I held her closer, pressing a gentle kiss to the top of her head, letting myself feel the relief that had been missing for so long.We weren’t related.The DNA results had come back negative.We were free. Free to be together.I closed my eyes, savoring the moment. After all the fear, the guilt, the nights I had tortured myself imagining the worst. We could finally be together without shame.Bria had given me an earful this morning when she walked in on us. She had stood in the doorway, hands on her hips and her eyes blazing.“You absolute idiot,” she had snapped at me. “You pushed her away for days, let your crazy ex crawl all over you in the lobby, and now you show up drunk and expect her to just forgive you? If you hurt her again, I swear I’ll

  • THE BILLIONAIRE'S DIRTY SECRET: A FORBIDDEN SECOND CHANCE   Chapter ninety-five

    THE MORNING AFTERNOELLE'S POVMorning light filtered softly through the curtains, casting a warm glow over Roman’s bare back.We hadn’t spoken much since last night. After the desperate, emotional sex we had against the wall and on the couch, we had simply held each other, exhausted and raw, until we both fell asleep. No promises. No deep conversations. Just our bodies tangled together and our hearts still aching but clinging to each other.Now, Roman stirred beside me. His arm was draped heavily over my waist, his face buried in the crook of my neck. I felt his warm breath against my skin, steady at first, then deepening as he woke up.He didn’t say a word.And neither did I.His hand slowly slid down my side, tracing the curve of my hip with reverent fingers. I shivered under his touch. He pressed a soft, open-mouthed kiss to my neck, then another, trailing lower.I arched slightly, a quiet sigh escaping my lips.Roman shifted, moving down my body without breaking contact. His lip

  • THE BILLIONAIRE'S DIRTY SECRET: A FORBIDDEN SECOND CHANCE    Chapter ninety-four

    DESPERATE SALVATIONNOELLE'S POVThe knock on my door was loud and unsteady.I froze on the couch, the half-eaten tub of ice cream forgotten on the coffee table. Bria had left an hour ago after making me promise I wouldn’t do anything stupid.Another knock. Harder this time.I didn't know who it was.I walked to the door slowly, my heart pounding. When I looked through the peephole, my breath caught.Roman.He looked completely destroyed.His hair was messy, his eyes red-rimmed and bloodshot, shirt wrinkled and half-untucked. He swayed slightly on his feet, clearly drunk. When he saw the shadow move behind the peephole, he pressed his forehead against the door.“Noelle…” His voice was hoarse, broken. “Please. Open the door. I need you…please.”I hesitated for only a second before unlocking it.The moment the door opened, Roman stumbled forward, catching himself on the frame. His eyes locked on mine, raw and desperate.“I’m sorry,” he whispered immediately. “I’m so fucking sorry.”He s

  • THE BILLIONAIRE'S DIRTY SECRET: A FORBIDDEN SECOND CHANCE   Chapter ninety-three

    OLD WOUNDSSYLVIA & JAMES – PRIVATE MEETINGThe private garden terrace at the Ashford estate was quiet except for the soft rustle of leaves in the evening breeze. Sylvia had chosen this spot deliberately. It was away from the main house, away from prying eyes, away from Richard. Just the two of them and the weight of years of unspoken history.James Carter arrived exactly on time.He looked older than she remembered, but still carried that quiet strength that had once made her heart race. His suit was simple, his posture straight, but his eyes held the same guarded pain she had seen at the gala.Sylvia stood as he approached, smoothing down her cream silk blouse.“James,” she said softly. “Thank you for coming.”He nodded once, his jaw tight.“You said we needed to talk. So let’s talk.”They sat across from each other at the small wrought-iron table. A bottle of wine and two glasses waited, untouched. Neither of them reached for it.Sylvia took a slow breath.“I owe you an apology,” s

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