All Chapters of Taming Mr Billionaire : Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

June 18thDaniel’s POVThe sky and I were already more than acquainted by now. I sat in the chair of my private jet staring at the clouds while the engines vibrated in a low hum. The world below blurred into patchwork fields, winding rivers, and the ocean stretching like liquid steel.I was used to sights like this more times than I could count. Late-night flights for business trips, early mornings chasing board approvals, flying halfway across the world to put out another corporate fire. But this wasn’t business.This was Vanessa.Every mile between New York and London felt like another mile closer to her, closer to the quiet hope I’d been guarding since the day I first pulled her into my arms and saw her soften against me. Since the night she told me yes to Zanzibar.That yes had changed something in me.I wasn’t the kind of man who asked twice. In business, in relationships, in life. I made my move, and if the door slammed shut, I walked away. But with Vanessa, the game had been

Mandi’s POV Later that nightThe children were finally asleep. Gwen had curled into her blankets with a book still open across her chest, James sprawled sideways like a starfish, his toy truck abandoned at the foot of the bed. Liam had resisted the longest, blinking back stubborn tears at being separated from his mother, but exhaustion had claimed him at last. His soft breathing filled the quiet of the room.I lingered in the doorway a moment longer than necessary, watching the steady rise and fall of their small chests. Safe. Protected. That was enough.The phone in my hand felt heavier than it should. I’d been staring at Tobias’s number for ten minutes, debating whether to press it. He wasn’t my family, not really. And yet, he was the one thread in Edward’s family I trusted. Barely, but enough. He’d shown glimpses of sense, glimpses of decency.And I was done being silent.I stepped into the hallway, closing the door softly behind me, and pressed the call button.He answered on th

Edward POV I couldn’t take it anymore. Everywhere felt too quiet for me. Every goddam place. I’ve been staying the night in my penthouse more often. Because the memories of the mansion haunted me deeply. Vanessa’s laughter didn’t echo through these walls. Liam’s footsteps didn’t thunder down the hall. Because he wasn’t here, none of them were. Even the air felt stale, as though it had given up waiting for life to return. Her absence makes me see things clearly now. She and our son were the only ones who made my life colorful. And without them, I felt lost. Broken. Like I was using my money and relevance to feel important, to trick myself into thinking I would be fine without them. But in my mind, I knew it was a lie. Back at the company, I tried to bury myself in work, but the numbers blurred together. Contracts that once leapt off the page now read like static. My mind wandered, circling the same questions I couldn’t seem to answer. I was always angry, yelling at my staff

Daniel POVThe ocean stretched wide and glittering, a mirror of light that burned white under the midday sun. Spray stung my skin, sharp and salty, as the jet ski tore across the surface with a roar. Vanessa’s laughter carried over the wind, raw and deep, the kind of sound I hadn’t heard from her in far too long.Then it hit me. This was what I wanted. Her laughter. Her joy. Her freedom.She sat behind me, arms wrapped snug around my waist, her chest pressed to my back. Every turn of the handlebars had her clutching tighter, every burst of speed dragged another laugh from her throat. I wanted to bottle that sound, keep it for every moment she doubted herself, every night her fears dragged her down.“Faster!” she shouted over the engine.I grinned and twisted the throttle, the jet ski leaped forward, bouncing off the waves with reckless abandon. She squealed, burying her face briefly against my shoulder before lifting her head, hair whipped wild by the wind.“You’re insane!”“You l

Vanessa POVDinner was laid out under the stars, lanterns flickering low against the soft hum of the ocean. The air smelled faintly of grilled fish, oranges, and sea salt. I wore a loose sundress, the fabric clinging in places where the humid night had kissed my skin. Daniel sat across from me, glass in hand, eyes catching the glow of candlelight.He was talking about the zoo trip and restaurant outing, his grin wide, animated and alive. His joy was magnetic, pulling me in against my better judgment. For the first time in what felt like weeks, I caught myself smiling without forcing it.But beneath that ease lay a tightness I couldn’t shake, a string tugging at the center of my chest. Edward’s voice still lingered from our earlier call, haunting me, pulling me in one direction while Daniel, so steady and insistent, tugged me toward another.After dinner, we lingered over drinks, with the ocean waves crashing nearby. Daniel leaned back in his chair, shirt sleeves rolled to his forearms