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Chapter sixty-two

Autor: Elira sloane
last update Data de publicação: 2026-04-25 06:57:33

THE INEVITABLE

NOELLE'S POV

The knock on my door came at seven p.m. on the day I finally decided to sleep early.

I was curled up on the couch in my favorite oversized hoodie, my plushie on my lap, a half-empty glass of wine on the coffee table. The TV was playing some mindless reality show I wasn’t really watching. After the emotional rollercoaster of the past few weeks. The fight at Sylvia’s birthday dinner, the photos Derek sent, the sweet but fragile nights with Roman, I had been looking for
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  • THE BILLIONAIRE'S DIRTY SECRET: A FORBIDDEN SECOND CHANCE   Chapter one hundred and eighteen

    SIX HOURS OF SILENCEROMAN'S POVSix hours.It had been six fucking hours since Noelle’s last message.I sat on the edge of my bed in the penthouse, staring at my phone screen like it held the answers to the universe. The message stared back at me, timestamped at six twelve in the evening.Noelle: Heading out now. See you soon.That was it. Nothing after that. No “I’m home.” No “Traffic is bad.” No heart emoji like she sometimes sent when she was thinking of me.I had called her twelve times already. Every single one went straight to voicemail. Her voice on the recording. The calm, professional, the one she used for work felt like a knife twisting in my chest.Something was wrong. Something was terribly wrong.“Noelle, it’s me again. Please call me back. I’m starting to get worried. Just let me know you’re okay.”I hung up and dropped the phone on the bed, dragging my hands through my hair. My heart hadn’t stopped racing since the fifth unanswered call. Something was wrong. Deeply, ho

  • THE BILLIONAIRE'S DIRTY SECRET: A FORBIDDEN SECOND CHANCE   Chapter one hundred and seventeen

    TAKENNOELLE'S POVThe elevator doors opened to the lobby with a soft ding. I stepped out, adjusting the strap of my bag on my shoulder. The workday had been surprisingly manageable. There were fewer whispers and more actual work, and a quiet sense of accomplishment I hadn’t felt in weeks. Roman had texted me earlier, a simple “Thinking of you. Can’t wait to see you tonight.”It made me smile despite everything.I waved goodbye to the security guard at the front desk and pushed through the revolving doors into the cool evening air. The sun had already set, painting the sky in deep purples and oranges. Streetlights flickered on one by one as I started walking toward the usual pickup spot where Roman usually waited.My heels clicked against the pavement. I pulled out my phone to text him that I was on my way out.Noelle: Heading out now. See you soon.I slipped the phone back into my bag and kept walking. The street was relatively quiet for this time of evening. A few people heading ho

  • THE BILLIONAIRE'S DIRTY SECRET: A FORBIDDEN SECOND CHANCE   Chapter one hundred and sixteen

    CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND SIXTEEN: PROOF IN ACTIONSROMAN'S POVI hadn’t slept properly in days, but for the first time in weeks, I felt like I was moving in the right direction.The morning after Noelle agreed to give me a chance, I woke up at five. and started making calls before the sun even rose. No more waiting. No more excuses. If I wanted her back, I had to show her through actions, not just words.First call: My lawyer.“Richard, file the emergency restraining order against Liana Voss today. I want it served by noon. Include Noelle Carter as a protected party. Spare no expense. I want police enforcement if she comes anywhere near her or me.”Next: The private security firm.“Double the detail around Noelle’s building and my penthouse. Add facial recognition for Liana. If she shows up, detain and call the authorities immediately. Send me hourly reports.”By nine a.m., I had attended my first therapy session, a virtual one with a highly recommended trauma specialist. I was honest

  • THE BILLIONAIRE'S DIRTY SECRET: A FORBIDDEN SECOND CHANCE   Chapter one hundred and fifteen

    CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTEEN: ALMOSTNOELLE'S POVThe soft glow of my bedroom lamp cast warm shadows across the room as I stood in front of the mirror, smoothing down the soft navy blue and white dress I had chosen after trying out three other outfits. It was simple but elegant. It was knee-length, with a modest neckline and a slight flare at the hem. I had spent nearly an hour deciding on what to wear, changing outfits three times before settling on this one.Tonight was our first real date since everything fell apart.Roman had asked me out properly after work and after days of thinking, I had finally said yes.My heart was a nervous mess. Part of me was excited. The other part was terrified. And I felt a little bit guilty too.After everything we've been through, we needed this.Bria had helped me get ready earlier, sitting on my bed and offering encouragement while Milo watched from the windowsill.“You look really beautiful,” she had said, squeezing my hands. “Just enjoy your

  • THE BILLIONAIRE'S DIRTY SECRET: A FORBIDDEN SECOND CHANCE   Chapter one hundred and fourteen

    BACK TO REALITYNOELLE'S POVThe morning light in Roman’s penthouse felt different from the warm Caribbean sun I had grown used to over the past two weeks. It was sharper, filtering through the floor-to-ceiling windows and casting long shadows across the minimalist furniture. I stood in front of the full-length mirror in the guest bedroom, adjusting the collar of my blouse and smoothing down my black skirt. The familiar work uniform felt both comforting and constricting at the same time.Roman leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed over his broad chest, watching me with a deep frown etched between his brows. He hadn’t slept much last night. I could tell from the dark circles under his eyes and the tension in his shoulders. He had stayed on the couch the entire night, refusing to go to his own bed.“I still don’t like this,” he said, voice low and rough with reluctance. “You don’t have to go back today. Take more time. The company can survive without you for a few more days. Liana

  • THE BILLIONAIRE'S DIRTY SECRET: A FORBIDDEN SECOND CHANCE   Chapter one hundred and thirteen

    SAFE HAVENROMAN'S POVThe city streets were nearly empty at this hour, the neon streets lights reflecting off wet pavement from an earlier drizzle. My hands gripped the steering wheel so tightly the leather creaked under my fingers. Every few seconds, my eyes flicked to the rearview mirror, scanning for any sign of someone following us. Paranoia had fully set in.Noelle sat silently in the passenger seat, her arms wrapped tightly around herself, staring out the window. She hadn’t said a word since we left her apartment. The tension between us was thick, almost suffocating.“I can stay at Bria’s place,” she finally spoke, her voice quiet but firm. “John is there. It’s safe.”“No,” I replied immediately, not even glancing at her. My jaw was clenched so hard it ached. “You’re not staying at Bria’s tonight. Not while Liana is out there like this.”“Roman, I’m not a helpless—”“I know you’re not,” I cut in, my voice rough with exhaustion and guilt. “But this is my fault. Liana is my mess.

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

    SHOWER FANTASYRoman's POVThe hot water beat down on my shoulders like punishment.I stood under the rainfall showerhead in my master bathroom. My eyes closed, one hand braced against the marble wall as steam filled the entire space. The day had been hell. Back-to-back meetings, lawyers breathing

  • THE BILLIONAIRE'S DIRTY SECRET: A FORBIDDEN SECOND CHANCE   Chapter twenty-eight

    LIANANOELLE'S POVThe silence in my apartment felt heavier than usual that evening.I sat on my couch with my legs tucked under me, a half-eaten bowl of pasta growing cold on the coffee table. The TV was on, but I wasn’t watching it. My mind kept replaying the penthouse visit. Roman’s apology, the

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

    PENTHOUSE INVITATION.NOELLE'S POVI stared at the email for almost ten minutes before I replied.From: Roman Ashford Subject: Phillps Gala approvalsNoelle, I need the final vendor contracts, revised budget breakdown, and your detailed security notes before tomorrow’s board presentation. Since

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

    CRIMSON SINROMAN'S POVThe Hawthorne Charity Gala was one of the most anticipated events of the season, but I didn’t give a fuck about the cause, the donors, or the press tonight.I only cared about one thing.Noelle.I stood near the grand staircase of the opulent ballroom, whiskey in hand, watch

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