All Chapters of Stolen by the Man I Shouldn’t Love: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

The next morning, the house buzzed with activity. Collins was brimming with energy, moving from one task to another to ensure everything was perfect. Fresh flowers arrived, the guest room was tidied, and the cook prepared a special meal. With the nanny taking care of Phillip, Dianna found time to assist Collins.“Dianna, do you think this looks good?” he asked, holding up a vase filled with white lilies.“They’re beautiful,” she assured him, amused by how nervous he was.“Not as beautiful as her,” he murmured with a dreamy look, making Dianna laugh.“You’re completely hopeless,” she teased.“Hopelessly in love,” he shot back with a grin that was impossible to resist.She wanted to tease him further, but an ache stirred inside her. Pushing it aside, she focused on helping him instead.Dianna had asked Clinton if she could use the house to welcome her friend, Loveth, and he had given a stiff reply, merely stating that she should not disturb him.Well, that was exactly what she planned to

Clinton slammed his fist on the desk, running a frustrated hand through his hair.This feeling was foreign to him. He had never experienced anything like this before—jealousy, possessiveness. The very thought of that man being close to Dianna was enough to drive him insane.Every time he saw Collins near her, touching her, making her smile, it sent rage coursing through him. He despised the way Collins looked at her, the way he spoke to her, and most of all, how he managed to make her laugh so effortlessly."Arghhh," he growled, hitting the desk again. She was supposed to smile for him, not Collins. Why didn't she ever look at him that way? Why didn't she smile when he spoke?‘Because you never smile at her,’ a voice in his head taunted.‘I do,’ he argued back.‘Oh, you mean that arrogant smirk you always throw at her?’Clinton rolled his eyes in annoyance.‘And now you're even rolling your eyes like her. You're completely lovesick.’That was enough.“Shut up,” he muttered, forcing th

Dianna stirred awake, feeling the softness of the sheets beneath her. She slowly sat up, blinking as she took in her surroundings. Her dress from last night was still on her, slightly wrinkled.How did she end up here? The thought crossed her mind as she placed her feet on the floor. But the moment she tried to stand, a sharp headache struck, forcing her back onto the bed.“Ouch,” she muttered, pressing a hand to her temple.Fragments of last night’s events flashed through her mind. "I don't have a home. The house is too cold for me. It is not my home." The memory of her own words made her head throb even more.How much had she said? Had she embarrassed herself in front of Clinton?Shaking off the thoughts, she slowly made her way to the bathroom, letting the cool water wash away the remnants of the night before. Feeling somewhat refreshed, she changed into a simple white top and blue shorts before heading toward the living room.The smell of food drifted from the kitchen, making her

The sheer excitement radiating from Dianna, paired with the bright smile on her face, reassured Clinton that bringing her here had been the right choice.She sprang up from her seat, eager to step outside the plane. Clinton followed closely, watching as she greeted the pilot and flight attendants, who were already waiting beside the aircraft. He acknowledged them with a brief nod before turning his attention back to her.“Do you like it?” he asked.Her eyes sparkled as she turned to him, wrapping her arms around him in a sudden hug. “Thank you. I love it so much!”Just then, a sleek car pulled up in front of them, and Dianna pulled away, her brows furrowing in confusion. The driver stepped out, standing respectfully before them with a slight bow."Mr. Smith, welcome," the man greeted before shifting his gaze to Dianna, offering a polite smile. She returned it, though the confusion still lingered in her expression.“Thanks, George,” Clinton acknowledged before stepping forward."This w

As Dianna stirred from her dreams, she shifted slightly, feeling a firm, warm body beneath her. The sensation made her pause, and when she finally opened her eyes, she found Clinton sleeping soundly beside her. Relief flooded her—she had feared he might leave after everything that had happened between them. But seeing him still there, holding her close, filled her heart with quiet happiness.Her gaze roamed over his features, her fingers tracing the shape of his eyebrows down to his lips. He was breathtakingly handsome. And after last night, she felt herself falling for him even harder than before.No more ‘buts,’ Dianna. You’ve spent your whole life second-guessing. It’s time to live in the moment, Loveth’s words echoed in her mind.She was done living in her sister’s shadow. She was Clinton’s wife now—his in every sense of the word. And he was hers.A deep, husky voice vibrated against her fingers. “If you keep that up, you’ll wake up my little friend.”Startled, Dianna quickly pull