บททั้งหมดของ The Billionaire Desires: บทที่ 131 - บทที่ 140

Josh's POVI feel a sense of relief now that the funeral is over. My mother has finally been laid to rest. She was in so much pain, and it broke my heart to see her suffer like that.I'm angry, though, because my parents didn't tell us how bad her liver condition had become. They kept insisting they didn't want to worry us, but that doesn't make it any easier to accept. I'm also upset with my dad for keeping such crucial information about my mom's health from me.I remember the first time my mom fell ill. I got the call that she had been rushed to the hospital. After seeing her there, the one person I wanted to talk to was Harper. When I called her, she comforted me, and that was the first time we kissed passionately."Shut up and kiss me." Those were her exact words, and the memory brings a smile to my lips.My mind is made up: I want to win Harper back. Now, I need to tie up the loose ends that drifted us apart in the first place. With the wedding on hold, it's time to address what

My heart skips a beat when I see Josh holding Xander. I can tell from his grip that he’s squeezing Xander’s hand, but I’m surprised Xander doesn’t back down and continues to struggle with Josh.Josh turns to me, pointing in my direction. “You’re coming with me right now.”“Leave me the fuck alone,” I snap, but he’s too angry to hear me. He grips my wrist tightly and drags me out of the bar. I wonder why he’s so upset—can’t I have my fun? After all, he kissed a woman in his office.“Leave her the fuck alone!” Xander yells over the music as he steps closer, trying to help me.Josh glares at Xander and says in a deadly calm voice, “You come any closer and you won’t like what I’ll do.”"Leave me the fuck alone!" I protested, trying to free myself from Josh's grip. His tight hold on my wrist was painful, but he seemed too angry to notice. He continued dragging me, ignoring my attempts to break free.As he pulled me towards his car, not mine, realization dawned on me. "What the fuck, Josh?

Harper's POVMy eyes blaze with anger as I see him stop in his tracks at the sound of my voice. His hands ball into fists as he slowly turns to face me. I climb the stairs with deliberate sultriness, feeling his gaze roam over my body. The bulge in his trousers is unmistakable, and his shirtless form exudes a raw, predatory intensity. Yet something seems to be holding him back.“What the hell is wrong with you, Josh?” I shout, my frustration palpable. I feel like a woman denied her release.“No, Harper, I’m sorry, I can’t continue,” he responds, his tone pained.“Really? You leave me hanging, and now you stand there telling me you can’t continue?” I seethe, pointing at him. My anger blinds me, and I am right in front of him, demanding answers. “Why did you start something only to stop abruptly? Tell me, Josh, what the hell happened?”“I just can’t, Harper,” he says. But before I can respond, he pulls me into a rough, urgent kiss. He pours all his frustration, lust, and desperate need

Josh's POVI watch Harper leave my room, frustration bubbling up inside me. What the hell? I can’t believe she’s trying to get back at me for what happened. I wanted to feel her, to lose myself in her completely, but I stopped myself, hoping for the perfect moment.I don’t want her to think I took advantage of her when she eventually remembers.I’m too stunned to move, but before I can get up, I hear the door slam behind her. I scramble to pull on my shirt, only to realize I’m still in my boxers. Quickly, I grab my trousers, and dress, and rush after her.I run as fast as I can, but I stop when I see her getting into a car. As I get closer, I recognize it’s Nick’s. I considered following them but decided against it, trusting Nick to get her home safely. Still, I can’t shake the urge to make sure she’s okay. I call her repeatedly, my anxiety growing when Ava doesn’t answer either, revealing that they’re also worried about her.I return home feeling dejected and helpless.The next morni

I don't know how to feel about seeing him again after he ghosted me for a week. I gulp down my emotions, maintaining a passive face, but inside, my stomach is in knots. I can't stop thinking about the naughty thing I did to him the last time we were together. I bite my lip and clench my thighs, feeling the moisture dampening my panties. What does Josh do to me?"Hi, Josh," I say, leaning back and closing my eyes, my arms folded across my chest. But inside, my heart is racing with a frenzy of emotions, wondering what he might do next.I've come to know Josh as someone who doesn't care what others think of him. I'm afraid he's going to do something that will embarrass me. But I sigh in relief when I feel him sitting beside me, his warm body brushing against mine, sending shivers down my spine.The warmth of Josh's presence beside me stirs a mix of emotions. I keep my eyes closed, trying to steady my breathing. The silence only heightens my awareness of his proximity, and I can feel the