Lahat ng Kabanata ng A Deal With The Billionaire Playboy: Kabanata 61 - Kabanata 70

WILLOWKenzo’s hands rests on my arms and I shiver from the roughness of the top of his fingers. I move forward slightly losing his touch before I turn around to see his face. “Long time no see mi amore, how was your trip in France?” He asks as he runs his hands through his slicked back hair.“Fuck off Kenzo,” I growl at him and the smile on his face only becomes bigger. “This wasn’t you reaction when you were dancing with me a few days back ,” He says as he moves back.What the fuck is wrong with him? What is he even talking about. “You don’t have to act like a lunatic all the time,” I say to him before I take Luciano’s hands. “As you can see I am busy with my husband,” I say before I turn towards the crowd. Luciano did not oblige, he followed me instead. “Mrs roman,” An interview calls and I smile at her. I recognized her from E! The last time I had an interview in my fathers event she was the same person.“Would just give me a minute or two? A short interview people are kill

*Willow’s POV***I wake up warm, wrapped in Luciano's strong arms. I raise my head and look up at his chiseled, handsome face, and smile. The thought of waking up to this every morning is bliss.I cuddle closer, indulging and tracing my hands on his face. Yesterday was everything to me, and the memory of our sex was enough to make me want it again this morning."Hey, beautiful," he whispers, drawing me even closer, his lips finding mine and he kisses me softly. I raise my head feeling shy and kiss him back. "Yes," I answer. “How was your night” he asks and I turn red. “Oh…it was” I start to say and he grins. “You’re blushing” he points out. I cover my cheeks in embarrassment smiling too."I'll get you warm milk," he says, taking his hands off me momentarily. I smile, wrapping myself in the cozy duvet as he heads out.He comes back with a warm mug, and hands it to me along with an envelope. I frown a bit wondering where he got it from."What's this?" I ask, accepting the envelope,

WILLOW'S POVBefore I and Luciano left my parents' home, I had a conversation with my parents. Dad let me know he has accepted Luciano wholeheartedly."Willow," he began. " I can see you love your husband so much and you really want to be with him. From my discussion with him, he seems to be a good one."His words resonated, reaching the depths of my heart as he continued, "I've come to know Luciano, and I've accepted him wholeheartedly. But I want you to know that love is not just about embracing the person, but also about embracing their journey, their dreams, and their flaws. It's about learning and growing together."A pause lingered in the air, allowing his words to settle, before he added, "Treat him with kindness, my dear. In the ebb and flow of life, kindness is a beacon that illuminates even the darkest corners of the heart. Learn to communicate openly. If he ever tries to hurt you in extreme wats, don't cease to inform me, please."In that moment, mum entered with a tray of

WILLOW'S POVIt's been a week since Mum and Dad sat I and Luciano down to discuss the handover of the family company. The weight of responsibility hung in the air as Luciano and I took note of the details.Today marks the procedures of that conversation, the day of the handover ceremony – a moment both anticipated and surreal.Standing here, amidst the grandeur of the company premises, I can't help but feel a mix of emotions. The handover ceremony is being carried out just as planned. Mom and Dad, now officially retired, look on with a blend of pride and nostalgia.Luciano stands by my side, his reassuring presence around me. The responsibility of leading the family business is a shared burden, but one we willingly carry. The handover ceremony is not just a transfer of authority; it's a legacy entrusted to us.The speeches, the applause, and the congratulatory embraces create a backdrop to this pivotal moment. I glance at Luciano, his eyes reflecting a shared commitment.The office bu

WILLOW'S POVLuciano's proposal to take our relationship to the next level echoes in my mind as we sit down discussing the prospect of heading to court that day to initiate and finalize the marriage processes. The air is charged with a mix of excitement and anticipation as we talked on about different things."Why don't you get prepared?" Luciano pecks my right cheek."Why? I'm prepared for work already.""I'm not talking about that. Today's the day," he says, a hint of a smile playing on his lips. "Are you ready for this?"I take a deep breath, feeling a blend of nervousness and joy. "It's surreal, isn't it? From a contract to this. But it feels right. I'm ready, Luciano.""I never imagined when we started this journey that it would lead us here. But every step felt natural, and now, taking this step together feels like the most natural thing in the world." He reaches across the table, his hand finding mine."We've come a long way, haven't we? And I wouldn't have it any other way."