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Chapter seventy-one

Penulis: Elira sloane
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-04-28 15:38:17

RETREAT

NOELLE'S POV

The first day back at work after whole drama felt strangely off-balance.

I arrived early, dressed in a cream blouse and navy pencil skirt, determined to keep things professional. The office was buzzing with energy. People congratulating each other on things, sharing photos, planning the next big event. Normally I would have thrived in this atmosphere.

Today, my stomach was in knots.

Roman had long returned from Europe, but something had shifted since last night together. T
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  • THE BILLIONAIRE'S DIRTY SECRET: A FORBIDDEN SECOND CHANCE   Chapter seventy-one

    RETREATNOELLE'S POVThe first day back at work after whole drama felt strangely off-balance.I arrived early, dressed in a cream blouse and navy pencil skirt, determined to keep things professional. The office was buzzing with energy. People congratulating each other on things, sharing photos, planning the next big event. Normally I would have thrived in this atmosphere.Today, my stomach was in knots.Roman had long returned from Europe, but something had shifted since last night together. The sweet, open man who had held me and told me he loved me seemed to have disappeared overnight.I saw him for the first time around nine: twenty a.m.He was walking down the executive hallway toward the conference room, phone pressed to his ear, looking every bit the powerful billionaire CEO. When our eyes met, he gave me a small, polite nod. The kind you give to a colleague, not the woman you had been inside just days ago.My chest tightened.“Morning,” I said softly as he passed.“Morning,” h

  • THE BILLIONAIRE'S DIRTY SECRET: A FORBIDDEN SECOND CHANCE   Chapter seventy

    DeClanROMAN'S POVMy phone rang while I was standing on the terrace of my penthouse, coffee in hand, watching the city slowly wake up beneath the early morning light.The name on the screen made my stomach tighten.MotherI answered on the third ring, keeping my voice neutral.“Mom.”“Roman.” Sylvia’s voice was crisp and controlled, the way it always was when she had something important or unpleasant to discuss. “We need to talk about Noelle Carter.”I set the coffee mug down on the stone railing and leaned against the glass barrier, bracing myself.“What about her?”A short pause. I could picture her perfectly: sitting in her sunlit study, pearls at her throat, posture impeccable even when no one was watching.“I saw you with her at the gala last night,” she continued. “The way you looked at her. The way you pulled her aside when you thought no one was paying attention. Don’t think I didn’t notice.”I stayed silent, letting her speak.Sylvia sighed, a rare sound of genuine wearines

  • THE BILLIONAIRE'S DIRTY SECRET: A FORBIDDEN SECOND CHANCE   Chapter sixty-nine

    STAY AWAYNOELLE'S POVMy phone rang just as I stepped out of the shower the next morning.The screen lit up with Dad’s name. I smiled at first, he rarely called this early unless something was wrong or he was checking in after the gala. I wrapped a towel around myself and answered.“Hey, Dad. Good morning.”There was a heavy pause on the other end. When he spoke, his voice was low and serious, the kind he used when he was worried about me as a child.“Noelle… we need to talk.”My stomach dropped instantly. I sat on the edge of the bed, towel still clutched around me.“What’s wrong?”Another pause. I could almost hear him rubbing his forehead the way he did when he was stressed.“It’s about Roman and urm……The…. last night at the gala,” he said. “The way he looked at you. The way he touched your hand when he thought no one was watching. I saw the way he pulled you aside later.”I stayed quiet, waiting.Dad exhaled slowly, the sound heavy with years of unspoken pain.“I need you to stay

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

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