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Chapter sixty-two
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2026-04-25 06:57:33
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THE BILLIONAIRE'S DIRTY SECRET: A FORBIDDEN SECOND CHANCE Chapter seventy-four
THE MEETINGNOELLE'S POVRoman's penthouse felt colder than usual that evening.I arrived with my father at seven thirty p.m. exactly. He was silent the entire car ride, his hands tight on the steering wheel. I could feel the tension radiating off him. When we pulled up to the grand entrance, he turned to me with worried eyes.“Are you sure you want to do this?” he asked quietly.I nodded, even though my stomach was in knots.“I need the truth, Dad. Whatever it is.”We were led into a private sitting room on the second floor. The space was elegant but intimate, dark wood paneling, soft lighting, and a large fireplace crackling in the background. Sylvia Ashford was already there, standing near the window in a simple but expensive navy dress. She looked composed, but her hands were clasped tightly in front of her.Roman arrived moments later.The moment our eyes met, my heart clenched. He looked exhausted, his jaw tight, shadows under his eyes. He gave me a small, strained nod but didn’
THE BILLIONAIRE'S DIRTY SECRET: A FORBIDDEN SECOND CHANCE Chapter seventy-three
NOT MINEROMAN'S POVMy phone rang at eight thirteen p.m. while I was sitting on the balcony of my penthouse, a glass of whiskey in hand, watching the city lights flicker below like distant stars.The name on the screen made my stomach drop.MotherI answered on the sixth ring, my voice carefully neutral.“Mom.”“Roman.” Sylvia’s voice was crisp, but there was an undercurrent of tension I rarely heard from her. “We need to talk. In person. Tomorrow evening at the house. I’ve invited James Carter. He’ll be there too.”I froze, the whiskey glass halfway to my lips.“James Carter? Why the hell would you invite him?”There was a long, heavy silence on the line. When she finally spoke, her tone was quieter, almost weary.“Because there are things that can no longer stay hidden. Things I should have told you years ago.”My grip tightened on the phone.“Mom, what is this about?”Another pause. I could almost see her sitting in her elegant study, back straight, fingers tapping the edge of her
THE BILLIONAIRE'S DIRTY SECRET: A FORBIDDEN SECOND CHANCE Chapter seventy-two
HE'LL LOSE EVERYTHINGROMAN'S POVI stood at the floor-to-ceiling window of my penthouse, staring out at the glittering New York skyline, but all I could see was Noelle’s face.The hurt in her eyes when I gave her that cold, professional nod this morning. The way her voice had cracked when she asked if I was okay. The quiet disappointment when I told her I was too busy to see her.Every moment replayed in my head like a punishment I deserved.I loved her.God, I loved her more than I had ever loved anyone.She wasn’t just a beautiful woman I wanted to possess. She was the first person who made me feel like I could finally breathe after years of suffocating under family expectations. She listened when I told her about Derek’s embezzlement. She didn’t judge me for running to Europe. She held me like I was worth saving.And now I was pushing her away.Because my mother’s words had planted a poison I couldn’t ignore.“The dates line up too closely… James and I were together right befo
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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