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Chapter 36

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~CELINE’S POV~

Hunter looks like a mess.

Worse than a mess.

His shirt is wrinkled, his collar loose, his hair disheveled like he’s been running his hands through it all night. There’s a dark flush to his skin, the kind that only comes from too much whiskey, too many mistakes.

His eyes are glassy but sharp, locked onto me like I’m the only thing keeping him standing.

And I should leave.

I should turn around, whisper a quick goodnight, and forget that I ever wandered here in the first place.

But I don’t.

Because the moment stretches too long. Because Hunter doesn’t look at me like I’m just a maid. Because despite everything, a part of me wonders if he wants me here.

He lets out a slow breath, then rakes a hand through his hair, as if trying to pull himself together. His lips tilt, just slightly.

“Are you going to stand out there all night, or do you want a drink?”

I blink. “A drink?”

He gestures vaguely behind him, toward the dimly lit study .“That’s what people do w
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  • The Billionaire’s Secret Heirs    Chapter 37

    ~CELINE’S POV~I notice it immediately. The change. The space. The agonizing silence. Breakfast is usually tense, but today, it’s different. Hunter doesn’t throw any sharp remarks my way. Doesn’t send one of his unreadable glances across the table. He doesn’t even look at me. I linger at the dining room entrance, waiting for something—anything—but he just keeps eating, scrolling through his phone like I don’t exist. Like last night never happened. Vincent had crashed here, coming back all wasted and puking his lungs out, the head maid had almost lost her wit, trying to get him upstairs to the guest room.And, of course, picks up on it. He always does. “What’s with the mood, Reid?” Vincent smirks, stabbing into his eggs. “Didn’t sleep well?” Hunter doesn’t even glance up. “I slept fine.” My hands clench at my sides. Why does this bother me so much? I tell myself I’m imagining the effect in his voice, the hesitation. That last night didn’t mean anything—not to him,

  • The Billionaire’s Secret Heirs    Chapter 36

    ~CELINE’S POV~Hunter looks like a mess. Worse than a mess. His shirt is wrinkled, his collar loose, his hair disheveled like he’s been running his hands through it all night. There’s a dark flush to his skin, the kind that only comes from too much whiskey, too many mistakes. His eyes are glassy but sharp, locked onto me like I’m the only thing keeping him standing. And I should leave. I should turn around, whisper a quick goodnight, and forget that I ever wandered here in the first place. But I don’t. Because the moment stretches too long. Because Hunter doesn’t look at me like I’m just a maid. Because despite everything, a part of me wonders if he wants me here. He lets out a slow breath, then rakes a hand through his hair, as if trying to pull himself together. His lips tilt, just slightly. “Are you going to stand out there all night, or do you want a drink?” I blink. “A drink?” He gestures vaguely behind him, toward the dimly lit study .“That’s what people do w

  • The Billionaire’s Secret Heirs    Chapter 35

    ~HUNTER’S POV~The club is loud. Too loud. The bass thrums through my chest, banging inside me like a second heartbeat. Bodies move around me, neon lights slicing through the darkness, illuminating faces I don’t recognize—and don’t care to. The air is thick with sweat, alcohol, and desperation. Vincent, on the other hand, is thriving. He leans against the bar like he owns the place, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips as he watches me with amusement. “See?” he shouts over the music, clapping a hand on my shoulder. “This is exactly what you needed.” I take a slow sip of my drink, feeling the burn of whiskey slide down my throat. I don’t answer. I’m not sure if I agree. A woman slides into the space next to me, her perfume cloying and sweet. She’s gorgeous—long legs, dark eyes, a perfect, practiced smile. She leans in, pressing her fingers lightly against my arm. “Haven’t seen you here before,” she purrs. “You don’t look like the type.” I should be interested. I sho

  • The Billionaire’s Secret Heirs    Chapter 34

    ~CELINE’S POV~I focus on the linen in my hands. One piece at a time, folding each sheet carefully, like it’s the most important thing in the world. Like my hands aren’t still shaking. The sun is warm, the breeze soft. It should be a peaceful moment. But my mind is somewhere else. Back in that study. Back with him.I swallow hard, pushing the thought away. Caesar giggles, dragging my attention back. He’s staring at a drawing in Cole’s hands, eyes wide with delight. "That’s you!" Caesar beams, pointing excitedly at the scribbled sketch. Cole grins, ruffling Caesar’s hair. "Not bad, huh? Think I captured your good side?" Caesar nods enthusiastically, clutching the paper like it’s a treasure. I can’t help but smile at them. And then Cole turns to me, gently nudging my arm. "You’ve got secrets, don’t you?"The smile fades from my lips. My fingers tighten around the linen, but I force out a laugh. A quiet one. The kind that doesn’t quite reach my eyes. "Don’t we all?"Cole

  • The Billionaire’s Secret Heirs    Chapter 33

    ~CELINE’S POV~The air in the hallway feels thick. Suffocating. It’s pressing in on me from all sides. I should leave. I should walk past Hunter, answer Cole, and pretend this moment never happened. But I don’t. Because Hunter doesn’t move.His eyes stay locked on mine, dark and unreadable, the way they always are when he’s thinking something he won’t say out loud. His body is still, but there’s a suspense in his stance—like he’s holding himself back. Like if I push him, even a little, he might snap. I swallow hard and shift my weight, gripping Caesar’s toy tighter. “I should go,” I say, forcing my voice to stay calm. “He’s waiting.” Hunter’s jaw tightens. And then, quietly….too quietly…..he says, “He can wait.” I blink. “What?” Hunter breathes out sharply, but it doesn’t sound like frustration. It sounds like something heavier. Something he doesn’t want to admit. And then his voice drops lower, colder. Sharper.“Or maybe he can figure it out himself.” A chill runs down

  • The Billionaire’s Secret Heirs    Chapter 32

    ~HUNTER’S POV~I should walk away. I knew I should. But I didn’t. I stood there, arms folded, staring at the grain in her door as Ana whispered something about linens and tomorrow’s schedule that I wasn’t listening to.I nodded. Or maybe I didn’t. I wasn’t sure. Because all I could think about was her.Celine.I wasn’t supposed to be here. I wasn’t supposed to care. I wasn’t supposed to remember how it felt, holding her tonight on that dance floor—how her body had trembled under my hand like she was holding back from running. Or maybe from melting. I wasn’t sure which. Ana stopped talking, waiting for me to say something. But then the door cracked open.I didn’t expect it.I should have. But the moment her face appeared—eyes wide, cautious, beautiful in a way that knocked something loose in my chest—I couldn’t move.And then she was gone again.Just like that.The soft snick of the door closing was louder than anything Ana had said. It echoed through me, all the way to the parts I k

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