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Chapter Fifty

Penulis: lady.serene
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Celeste

The firelight flickered, throwing shadows across everyone’s faces, making the night feel warmer than it really was. Amara had settled on Nicholas’s lap, still giggling from his over-the-top performance of some cheesy ballad, while Tristan sat nearby, sipping his drink with that dry, unamused expression he wore like a badge of honor.

“Alright, alright, encore!” Nicholas declared dramatically, strumming the guitar like a rockstar. “But I think it’s someone else’s turn to shine.”

Immediately, I shook my head, pressing both hands in front of me. “Don’t even think about it, Nicholas.”

“Oh, I wasn’t thinking…” His grin widened wickedly. “I was planning.”

Before I could argue, Amara piped up, voice clear and sweet, “Yes! Mommy should sing!”

My mouth fell open. “Amara…” I gave her a warning look, but of course, she only bounced more eagerly, her eyes wide and pleading.

“Please, Mommy! Just one song!” she begged, tugging at my sleeve.

Nicholas clutched his chest like he’d just won the
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    Celeste His hand was warm against mine. Solid. And yet… gentle. As if he knew I might still run. But I didn’t. I let him lead me to the open space just beside the table, where soft lights flickered beneath the canopy and the sun melted slowly into the edge of the sea. No music. No sound but the hush of the ocean and the low thrum of the yacht beneath our feet. I stepped into him, closer than I should’ve, not close enough. He placed one hand at the small of my back, the other still holding mine, and when our bodies finally aligned, something inside me broke loose. Not pain. Not fear. Something else. Something I hadn’t let myself feel in a long, long time. I looked up at him as we swayed in a rhythm that didn’t belong to any song but somehow felt like music anyway. The wind was soft now, warm from the sun, brushing through my hair like a whisper. His eyes searched mine, steady and unwavering. “You keep looking at me like you’re trying to memorize me,” I said quietly. “I

  • The Billionaire's One-Night Baby   Chapter Sixty-Three

    Celeste The wine was smooth. Too smooth. It glided down my throat like silk and left a warmth blooming in my chest that I couldn’t blame entirely on the alcohol—or the sunset, or the sea air, or the man sitting across from me. Sebastian didn’t speak right away. He didn’t need to. The silence between us had taken on a different texture—less guarded, more… aware. I sipped again, slower this time, forcing myself to focus on the wine instead of him. But it was impossible not to notice the way he watched me. Not like a CEO sizing up an employee. Like a man trying to memorize the way light moved across a woman’s face. “You’re quiet,” he said finally, his voice low but steady. “Regretting you came?” I set my glass down carefully. “Not yet.” He smirked. “Yet?” “I’m reserving the right to change my mind.” He nodded slowly, like he respected the answer. Or maybe expected it. Then, almost casually, “Do you always keep your guard up this high?” I looked at him, brow raised. “Do you

  • The Billionaire's One-Night Baby   Chapter Sixty-Two

    Celeste I wasn’t supposed to care. But my stomach had other plans—tightening with every second he looked at me like I was the only person on this dock. Like I was the only one who mattered. And maybe I could’ve believed it. If I hadn’t seen her. The woman from earlier. The one in white with the kind of elegance you didn’t fake. The way she touched his arm. The way he let her. I shouldn’t have let it get to me. But it did. And now, with his hand still lightly holding mine, I couldn’t stop the words from slipping out like poison. “You really know how to make a girl feel… replaceable.” His brows drew together. “What are you talking about?” I pulled my hand free, crossing my arms. “Nothing. Forget it.” But he didn’t let it go. Of course he didn’t. Sebastian never let things go when they weren’t on his terms. He stepped in front of me, blocking the sun, the sea, everything. “Celeste.” I kept my gaze fixed on the water. “It’s just funny, that’s all.” “What is?” I shrugged,

  • The Billionaire's One-Night Baby   Chapter Sixty-One

    CelesteThe moment his eyes found mine, I felt my breath catch—like someone had reached into my chest and squeezed tight. Sebastian. Standing there as if he’d stepped out of one of my dreams and turned it into a cruel reality. His dark suit didn’t belong against the backdrop of the sea, yet somehow, he looked carved for it—poised, commanding, magnetic.I hated it.I hated how my heart betrayed me, hammering hard against my ribs, relief rushing in so strong I thought my knees would buckle.“You’re here,” I whispered, though the words weren’t for him. They were for me, for the storm inside me that refused to calm.Nicholas’ voice snapped me back for a moment. “Don’t worry about Amara, Celeste. I’ve got her. Just… enjoy this.” He winked at me before walking away with my daughter, who still had the audacity to grin and wave at me like she’d conspired in this whole thing.“Enjoy this.”As if it were that simple.I turned back, my chest tight, my eyes still fixed on the man who had upended

  • The Billionaire's One-Night Baby   Chapter Sixty

    CelesteThe afternoon dragged on in a haze of restless silence. After lunch, I had retreated straight back to the villa with Amara, telling myself I needed the quiet. But the truth was simpler: I couldn’t risk running into him again. Not when the sound of that woman’s laugh and the weight of his gaze still echoed in me like fresh bruises.I busied myself with little things—folding Amara’s dresses, laying out the clothes we’d wear tomorrow, tucking small souvenirs back into our luggage. It was an excuse, really, but it gave my hands purpose while my mind tried, and failed, to settle.A sudden knock broke through the stillness. Firm, playful, unmistakable.“Open up, Celeste,” Nicholas’s voice rang, dramatic as always. “We come bearing sunshine and chlorine!”Amara perked up instantly, abandoning the crayons she’d been using on the coffee table. “Swimming?!” Her eyes lit up, wide and eager.Before I could answer, Tristan’s steadier tone followed from outside the door. “Don’t mind him. We

  • The Billionaire's One-Night Baby   Chapter Fifty-Nine

    CelesteBy the time I returned to the table, the chatter was louder than before—Nicholas and Tristan locked in some ridiculous argument about the rules of the card trick, Amara squealing with delight as she declared herself the real winner.Perfect. The noise was my shield.I slipped back into my seat, my smile polite but thin, as if nothing at all had unsettled me. Inside, though, I was still replaying every second of what I’d seen on the path. Her laugh. His hand guiding her. His voice—soft, almost tender—words I shouldn’t have heard.I pressed my palm lightly against my lap, nails biting into my skin where no one could see. Hold it together. No one has to know.“Everything okay?” Tristan’s voice cut in, mild but observant. His gaze lingered just a little too long, as though he noticed the edges of my composure.“Of course,” I said smoothly, reaching for my water. “Just a call from Ava. Nothing important.”Nicholas leaned forward immediately, smirk curving like a blade. “Really? Bec

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