LOGINElena’s heart seemingly stopped beating upon hearing the sacred confession coming straight from Julian Vance’s mouth. Her anger and disappointment evaporated instantly, replaced by a wild, frantic pounding in her chest.
She was stunned, freezing inside Julian’s warm embrace. Her eyes blinked in sheer disbelief. She stared at the man’s handsome face from such a close distance. She had truly never expected that a man as ice-cold as Julian could fall iJulian’s blatant threat instantly made Elena’s cheeks burn red again. She gave her boyfriend’s shoulder a soft slap, her face crinkled in annoyance."Julian! Can you go just one day without your mind wandering straight to that?" Elena scolded, trying to wriggle out of his embrace.The man had no intention of letting her get away. Instead, he chuckled, tightening his arm around her waist until his warm breath brushed against the sensitive skin of her neck."Why shouldn't I? It’s one of this old man’s greatest points of pride, Sweetheart," he whispered, completely unabashed.One corner of his lips tugged up into a smoldering, devastating smirk."And you are the only woman who gets to enjoy and experience it."Elena couldn't hold back a bright, melodic laugh. Julian’s brazen, overconfident honesty always managed to dismantle her defenses and crush any lingering annoyance."You shameless pervert!" she murmured with a soft laugh, shaking her head as she rested her forehead against his broa
Elena froze, her mouth agape.The diamond ring fitted perfectly around her ring finger felt icy and heavy against her skin, starkly contrasting with the hot storm racing inside her chest.She stared at Julian with wide, disbelieving eyes, utterly stunned by the words that had just fallen from his lips."A-are you proposing to me?" Elena asked, her voice faltering."Isn't it obvious?" he replied casually, stroking the back of her ring-adorned hand.Elena slowly pulled her hand back. She glared at Julian with a deep pout, shooting him an annoyed look."Who on earth proposes like that? That wasn't a proposal, it was extortion! There isn't a single romantic bone in your body!"Julian let out a low rumble of laughter. Leaning back against the plush leather sofa, he pinned her with an unshakeable, commanding gaze."I don't care. Romantic or not, the end result is the same. If I want you to be my wife, then you will be my wife.""Julian!" Elena protested, her voice rising in exasperation."M
"You!" Elena protested, thoroughly annoyed by how Julian always leveraged her missteps to exact his sweet "punishments."Julian merely offered a faint smile before settling down beside his lover.Now that the tension and the exhausting, sweet punishment had passed, the atmosphere inside the private jet's cabin was entirely transformed.The constant, low hum of the engines accompanied their flight through the clouds, carrying them back to the capital.Julian, a CEO known to the public as cold, arrogant, and utterly untouchable, now rested his head on Elena’s shoulder.The broad-shouldered man wrapped both arms snugly around her waist, nuzzling his face into the crook of her neck like a giant cat starved for affection.Elena chuckled softly, running her fingers thread by thread through Julian’s wavy black hair. A familiar warmth flowed gently between them."Piccola," the man called in a raspy murmur, looking up at her from the side."Hmm?""I was insanely jealous today," he confessed wi
The cool air conditioning inside the private jet’s cabin seemed to evaporate, instantly replaced by a wave of searing heat that set the atmosphere ablaze.Julian ignored Elena’s plea. The raw desire, the suffocating jealousy accumulated since morning, and the aching longing he had held back all day exploded entirely.His strong fingers moved nimbly and without compromise, trailing over every inch of the smooth skin he had craved so desperately.As his hand slid behind her waist and began pulling down the zipper of her skirt, Elena gathered whatever strength she had left.Flushed and breathing heavily in sheer panic, she shoved Julian’s shoulders with all her might."Julian, stop! I'm on my period!" she snapped loudly, her voice cutting through the hum of the jet's engines.Julian’s hands froze instantly. He went completely still.The intoxicating lust dominating his face suddenly faltered. His eyes widened slightly as he stared into her tear-rimmed gaze.A heavy silence enveloped the
Leon swallowed hard, understanding all too well where his possessive boss was heading with this.Everyone knew the CEO had been nursing a lethal cocktail of burning longing and explosive rage since morning."Understood, sir. I will ensure the main cabin remains entirely private for you and Miss Elena."Leon could only shake his head, imagining what his boss was about to do inside the isolated luxury cabin.Julian stepped out of the aircraft door, descending the stairs with a firm, commanding stride. In his hand, he held an elegant bouquet of fresh red roses.Despite his violent outburst earlier that morning, he still intended to welcome his woman like a queen.The SUV ground to a halt right beside the jet’s stairs. Julian strode forward himself, grabbed the door handle, and pulled it wide open."Good afternoon, Piccola," Julian greeted in a soft, smooth cadence, flashing a captivatingly warm smile.However, Elena did not step out of the vehicle. She remained rooted in the backseat, ar
Elena’s eyes widened in sheer horror. Panic seized her, desperate to keep him from doing something reckless."Don't!" she cried out, completely oblivious to the curious stares of the surrounding crowd in the middle of the village square."I'm begging you, don't do something crazy!"On the other end of the line, Julian’s icy silence felt increasingly paralyzing. "I am not joking, Elly. You have only two choices.""Julian, please just listen to me first—""Listen very carefully, Piccola," Julian interrupted, his voice terrifyingly calm yet dripping with absolute authority."Option one: I land my private jet at your local airport in under an hour, drive straight to your village, drag you back home, and level that bastard to the ground."Elena swallowed hard, her throat painfully dry. "Julian ....""Or option two," Julian continued without a pause."You get into my escorts' car right now, head back to your grandmother's house to pack your things, and go straight to the airport.”“You come







