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THE BILLIONAIRE'S DIRTY SECRET: A FORBIDDEN SECOND CHANCE Chapter one hundred and ten
THE BALL IS IN YOUR COURTROMAN'S POVThe drive back to Noelle’s apartment was silent.Painfully and suffocatingly silent.I gripped the steering wheel so tightly my knuckles turned white. The city lights blurred past the windows, but I barely noticed them. My eyes kept darting to her, hoping she would look at me or say something. Anything at all. But Noelle sat in the passenger seat, her body angled slightly away from me, staring out the window the entire time. She hadn’t glanced in my direction once since we left the restaurant.Not one look.Not one word.NothingThe weight of that silence pressed down on me harder than anything Liana or the board had ever done. I wanted to beg her to speak. To scream. To yell at me. To do something. Anything but this cold, distant quiet that made me feel like I was already losing her all over again.I replayed the rooftop conversation in my head. Her conditions. Her tears. The way she had turned her face when I tried to kiss her. The way she had s
THE BILLIONAIRE'S DIRTY SECRET: A FORBIDDEN SECOND CHANCE Chapter one hundred and nine
ROOFTOP RECKONINGROMAN'S POVMy hands wouldn’t stop shaking.I arrived at The Rooftop Garden Restaurant twenty-five minutes early, my heart slamming against my ribs like it wanted to escape. The elegant outdoor setting was cute but the string lights twinkling overhead, the soft jazz playing from hidden speakers, and the glittering city skyline stretching endlessly felt mocking. Everything was beautiful while I was falling apart inside.I sat at the corner table, leg bouncing uncontrollably under the tablecloth. I had changed three times before leaving the penthouse. Black shirt. Dark jeans. Watch. Cologne she once complimented. I even combed my hair, though it was still damp from the shower. I needed to look like a man worth fighting for, not the wreck I had become.Every second that passed felt like torture.What if she changed her mind?What if she didn’t come?What if this was the last time I ever saw her?Then she appeared.Noelle stepped onto the rooftop, and the entire world na
THE BILLIONAIRE'S DIRTY SECRET: A FORBIDDEN SECOND CHANCE Chapter one hundred and eight
ONE RINGROMAN'S POVThe hot water beat down on my shoulders like a punishment. My whole body ached.I stood under the showerhead with my eyes closed, hands braced against the cold marble wall. Steam filled the large bathroom, fogging the glass doors, but it did nothing to clear the fog in my head. I took a deep, shaky breath, letting the scalding water run over my face, my neck, my chest, hoping it would wash away the exhaustion, the guilt, the self-loathing that had become my constant companions.It didn’t.I scrubbed my body mechanically, fingers digging into my skin as if I could somehow scrub away the last few weeks. The board suspension. Liana’s blood on my floor. The forced phone call that shattered Noelle’s heart. My mother’s belated apology. Everything.I stayed under the water until it started running cold. Only then did I turn it off, stepping out and wrapping a towel around my waist. Water dripped from my hair onto my shoulders as I walked barefoot into the bedroom.The p
THE BILLIONAIRE'S DIRTY SECRET: A FORBIDDEN SECOND CHANCE Chapter one hundred and seven
HOME AGAINNOELLE'S POVThe airport terminal buzzed with the usual chaos of arrivals. Tired travelers dragging their suitcases, families reuniting with hugs and tears, drivers holding up name signs. I wheeled my suitcase behind me, feeling the dream of two weeks in paradise slowly slipping away as reality crept back in.Bria walked beside me, glowing. Her skin was sun-kissed, her hair loose and wavy from the sea air. She looked happier than I had seen her in months.“There he is!” she squealed.John stood near the exit, holding a small bouquet of pink roses. The moment he spotted Bria, his entire face lit up. He rushed forward, dropped the flowers on a nearby bench, and pulled her into his arms.He showered her with kisses. Deep, passionate ones on her lips, then smaller ones all over her cheeks, forehead, and neck. Bria laughed loudly, wrapping her legs around his waist as he lifted her.“I missed you so fucking much,” John murmured between kisses. “Two weeks felt like two years.”Br
THE BILLIONAIRE'S DIRTY SECRET: A FORBIDDEN SECOND CHANCE Chapter one hundred and six
EMPTY HOMECOMINGROMAN'S POVMy body was running on fumes.I had been standing outside Noelle’s apartment door for nearly an hour like a desperate fool, knocking softly at first, then louder, pressing my forehead against the wood as if I could will her to appear. The hallway smelled of faint lavender air freshener and old carpet. Every second that passed without an answer carved another piece out of me.Eventually, the kind old lady from across the hall had opened her door, sympathy written all over her wrinkled face.“She left a few days ago, sweetheart,” she had said gently. “Went on vacation with her best friend. It looked like she needed the break.”The words had landed like bricks in my stomach. Noelle was gone. Healing. Breathing somewhere far away from the chaos I had created. I thanked the woman numbly and walked away, legs heavy but my heart even heavier.The drive back to the penthouse was a blur of city lights and regret. I didn’t remember stopping at red lights or how I go
THE BILLIONAIRE'S DIRTY SECRET: A FORBIDDEN SECOND CHANCE Chapter one hundred and five
VOICES FROM ACROSS THE OCEANNOELLE'S POVThe Caribbean sun felt like a warm embrace on my skin as I lay stretched out on the plush lounge chair. The private beach of the resort was breathtaking. White sand, crystal-clear blue water that sparkled under the bright sky, and gentle waves rolling in. Palm trees provided dappled shade, and the distant sound of laughter mixed with the soft calypso music playing from the beach bar.For the first time in what felt like forever, I was starting to feel like myself again.Bria was beside me, flipping lazily through a fashion magazine, her bright red bikini glowing against her skin. She let out a contented sigh and reached over to steal a sip from my fresh coconut.“This is heaven,” she murmured. “No deadlines. No toxic men. Just us, the sun, and unlimited cocktails. We should do this every year.”I smiled, adjusting my wide-brim hat. The past few days had been exactly what I needed. Morning beach yoga, long spa sessions with hot stone massages,
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