Lahat ng Kabanata ng In The Arms Of Mr. Billionaire : Kabanata 31 - Kabanata 40

In any case, regardless of whether it was normal or not, the end result was the same. That was why Ethan didn’t do relationships: he didn’t want to reduce any woman to a depressed mess or maybe show the side of his father he had caged within him—the side his mother had to endure. After his previous attempt at a relationship ages ago, he had no delusions. He didn’t trust himself to be a better partner than Noah was.But unlike his father, Ethan was compassionate, respectful, and never laid his hand on any woman. Plus, he didn’t like having s*x with women he didn’t know. Although he always used condoms, he still liked the certainty that he wasn’t in danger of catching STDs. This presented a problem, given his avoidance of relationships and refusal to pay for s*x. The “booty calls,” as his insolent PA called them, were a necessity: they were women he’d known for a while who wanted the same thing he did—frequent s*x with a skilled partner and nothing more. It was honest and mutually benef

Ethan successfully ended the conference where he almost sold his company for a pittance. Back in his office, he sent for Brandon. Brandon took a deep breath before entering Ethan’s office.“You wanted to see me, sir?”Ethan lifted his gaze from his computer and eyed him for a moment. His eyes were cold, calculating, as if weighing Brandon’s worth. “Close the door.”Brandon’s heart pounded in his chest. The air in the room felt thick, stifling. “I’m not doing that again,” he hissed. “What I did a few hours ago was a one-time thing—”“Close the door,” Ethan repeated, his voice stern and displeased.Brandon closed the door, hating how his body instinctively obeyed this man’s commands. The click of the latch sounded ominous in the silence.“We’re leaving on a business trip two days.”Brandon blinked, his confusion growing. That wasn’t what he’d expected. “What?”“We’ve received an excellent partnership offer from an Italian-European corporation. It’ll open new markets for us in the UK, Au

Penelope tried to talk about the past again, but Brandon shut her off. He was already too angry with the situation at hand and the fact that he had to leave for Italy tomorrow. Who could he get in touch with to help investigate the whereabouts of his father? There was no way he would ever let him be a free man. Impossible.“Brandon, can’t you find it in your heart to forgive me? Can’t we try again? Losing you, I’ve realized that I made a huge mistake. I shouldn’t have ever—”Standing to his feet, Brandon cut her off, his voice cold and hard. “Penelope, this will be the first and last time we see each other. You’re selfish and cruel. Bringing up your own interests at such a sensitive time. You had to lose me to realize that I was meant for you? What a joke. And what are you proposing? Cheat on your husband like you cheated on me?”Lowering her head, her luscious blonde hair fell over her face from where she had tucked it behind her ears. “Please, sit,” her bright red apple lips muttere

“Why not?” Ethan asked.Brandon chuckled distractedly as the plane climbed higher, the clouds now the only visible thing outside their window. He breathed deeply, taking in his boss’s scent—a blend of expensive cologne and something uniquely Ethan. “Because you don’t do relationships. You have no idea how they work. And you and me?” He chuckled again, meeting Ethan’s intense dark eyes. “It’s ridiculous. No one will buy it.”Ethan didn’t look fazed. His expression remained calm, almost amused. “You weren’t wrong when you claimed that you know me better than ninety-nine percent of people. I don’t see why they wouldn’t buy it.”Trying to ignore the pleased feeling caused by Ethan’s words, Brandon shook his head. “I can claim that I know you better than most people do, but that doesn’t mean much because you don’t let people get close. Couples have a certain intimacy in their interactions—”“You’ve s*ck*d my c*ck,” Ethan said flatly, his gaze unwavering. “It doesn’t get much more intimate t

Sharing a bed with his boss was the single weirdest thing Brandon had ever done, and that said a lot. The intimacy, the closeness of their bodies, and the total trust required for such an act were almost overwhelming.Brandon stared at the massive chandelier glowing on the ceiling, trying to will himself to sleep. It didn’t work. He was painfully aware of the man beside him, of his steady breaths and the heat radiating from his body. The room was cool, a fresh breeze flowing in from the open window, mingling with the air conditioning, yet Brandon felt hot.“You’re on fire,” Brandon complained.Ethan made a sound that was part laugh, part sigh. “Thanks,” he said, his voice dry as dust.Brandon flushed, realizing how that had sounded. “Shut up. You’re literally burning up.”“Yeah, I know. I become that hot when I am in clothes. I’m not used to sleeping in clothes.”That was something Brandon hadn't known. Not that he knew much about the man. “And you’re wearing clothes for my sake? I di