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THE BILLIONAIRE'S DIRTY SECRET: A FORBIDDEN SECOND CHANCE Chapter thirty-seven
HAPPY FOR NOWNOELLE'S POVMonday morning felt different.I stood in front of the mirror in my bedroom, adjusting the blue blouse I had chosen, one that hugged my curves just enough to feel confident without being obvious. My pencil skirt was a deep navy, and I had left my hair down in loose waves. I wasn’t dressing for work today. I was dressing for him.After brunch with Bria yesterday, after Derek’s poisonous words tried to ruin everything again, I made a decision while lying in bed last night staring at the black roses on my counter.I wasn’t going to bring up Liana. Not yet.Not today.I was tired of letting fear and doubt control me. For once, I wanted to enjoy the moment. I wanted to let myself feel what I felt for Roman without overanalyzing every shadow in his past. The way he looked at me, the way he touched me, the way he had tried to earn me with those roses. It was real. And I was choosing to believe in it, at least for today.I wanted to be lovey-dovey. I wanted to be so
THE BILLIONAIRE'S DIRTY SECRET: A FORBIDDEN SECOND CHANCE Chapter thirty-six
ICE AND SPICENOELLE'S POVThe brunch spot Bria chose was one of our favorites. A cozy rooftop café with string lights, fresh flowers on every table, and the best avocado toast in the city. Sunlight poured over us as we sat at a corner table overlooking the street below. It should have felt relaxing. Instead, I felt like I was carrying the weight of the last few weeks on my shoulders.Bria took one look at me as I sat down and raised an eyebrow. “You look like you got fucked good and then spent the rest of the night overthinking it.”I let out a tired laugh and dropped my bag on the empty chair. “That obvious?”“Extremely.” She pushed a mimosa toward me. “Drink first. Talk second. Then we’ll dissect every single detail.”I took a long sip, letting the bubbles settle my nerves. Milo was safely at Bria’s apartment, and for the first time in days, I felt like I could breathe a little. But my mind was still spinning from last night. Roman waking me up with kisses, the slow, sweet way I ha
THE BILLIONAIRE'S DIRTY SECRET: A FORBIDDEN SECOND CHANCE Chapter thirty-five
BITTERSWEETROMAN'S POVMorning light filtered gently through the curtains of Noelle’s bedroom, casting a soft golden hue over everything. I woke up first, lying on my side with my arm draped possessively over her waist. She was curled into me, completely naked, her warm brown skin glowing in the early light. Her natural curls were spread across the pillow like dark silk, and the sheet had slipped down to her hips, revealing the perfect curve of her breast and the gentle rise and fall of her breathing.She looked peaceful. Vulnerable. She looks like mine.Last night had been everything I had been craving for weeks. Slow, deep, and intimate. I had made love to her like time didn’t exist, like I could stay buried inside her forever. Now, in the quiet morning, the reality of having her in my arms again settled over me like a warm, addictive drug.I leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to her bare shoulder, then another along the side of her neck. She stirred, letting out a sleepy little h
THE BILLIONAIRE'S DIRTY SECRET: A FORBIDDEN SECOND CHANCE Chapter thirty-four
THE NIGHT AFTERNOELLE'S POVThe dress I chose for our date was dangerous.A deep emerald green slip dress that hugged my curves, with thin straps and a hem that stopped mid-thigh. It reminded me of the one I wore to the McKenzie wedding. The night Roman had pulled me onto the dance floor and nearly lost control.I wanted him to lose control tonight.Just a little.At exactly seven that evening, my doorbell rang.When I opened it, Roman stood there in a perfectly tailored black suit, no tie, the top buttons of his shirt undone. His dark eyes swept over me slowly, hungrily, like he wanted to devour me right there in the doorway.“You look…” His voice was rough. “Incredible.”I smiled, a little shy, a little bold. “You clean up nice too.”He offered me his arm. “Shall we?”The date was perfect.He took me to a private rooftop restaurant with stunning views of the city. No paparazzi, no crowds, just soft lighting, incredible food, and a table tucked away where it felt like the world coul
THE BILLIONAIRE'S DIRTY SECRET: A FORBIDDEN SECOND CHANCE Chapter thirty-three
TO A DATENOELLE'S POVOne week.Seven days of careful, painful distance.Seven days of pretending I didn’t notice when Roman walked past my office. Seven days of professional emails only. Seven days of avoiding the executive elevator like it was cursed. Seven days of black roses still sitting on my counter, their petals just beginning to curl at the edges, a constant reminder of his note.*“Just me, earning you.”*I had read that note so many times I could recite it in my sleep.And yet, I still hadn’t replied.I told myself it was because I needed clarity. Because Derek’s words about Liana still haunted me. Because I was scared of how easily Roman could make me forget every boundary I tried to set.But the truth was simpler and more terrifying.I missed him.Terribly.The office felt different without his presence. Meetings were colder. The air was flatter. Even my own work felt less satisfying when I wasn’t secretly hoping he’d walk by and look at me with those dark, possessive eye
THE BILLIONAIRE'S DIRTY SECRET: A FORBIDDEN SECOND CHANCE Chapter thirty-two
PERFECT ILLUSIONROMAN'S POVThe penthouse felt colder than usual tonight.I stood on the terrace with a glass of whiskey in my hand, staring out at the glittering New York skyline. The city lights blurred into streaks of gold and white, but my mind was elsewhere, replaying the Santorini photo Derek had thrown at me, Noelle’s face in that black bikini, my lips on her neck. The pure, private moment he had tainted with his jealousy.My knuckles were still bruised. My chest still burned with rage.Then the intercom buzzed again.“Mr. Ashford, your stepfather and mother have arrived. They say it’s urgent.”I closed my eyes for a second, jaw clenched so tight it ached.Of course. Derek ran crying to Mommy and Daddy the moment things got uncomfortable. Typical.“Send them up,” I said flatly.I finished my drink in one swallow, set the glass down, and walked inside. The penthouse was quiet except for the low hum of the city far below. Minimalist furniture, dark tones, expensive art on the wa
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