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Chapter Sixty-One
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The Billionaire's One-Night Baby Chapter Sixty-Five
CelesteHis mouth never left mine for long.A breath, a whisper, a stolen pause—and then it was back. Deeper. Slower. Like he was trying to memorize the shape of me one kiss at a time.His hands slid from my face to my shoulders, warm and unyielding, then lower, skimming the bare skin beneath the hem of my dress. The touch was tentative, asking without words, waiting for the answer only I could give.And I didn’t stop him. I couldn’t. I didn’t want to.The silk straps of my dress slipped from my shoulders, sliding down my arms like water. The fabric pooled at my waist as his mouth traveled lower, hot and reverent against the curve of my throat. I gasped—a sharp, unguarded sound I hadn’t meant to release. He stilled instantly, breath ragged against my skin, as if bracing for rejection.But I reached for him instead. Fisted his shirt. Pulled him closer.That was all he needed.With one sure motion, he lifted me—effortless, as if I weighed nothing compared to the storm between us. My b
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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
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