All Chapters of Taming Mr Billionaire : Chapter 151 - Chapter 159

Edward’s POV The first thing I felt that morning wasn’t sunlight. It was her. Vanessa’s body curled against mine, warm, soft, too perfect for this world. Her red hair strands glowing where the light pierced through the curtains. Her breath tickled my skin, slow and even, but her hips. God, those hips had shifted against me in her sleep all night, driving me insane. Four days. That’s all that separated me from making her my wife. And I still couldn’t believe I’d gotten this far. “Stop staring,” she mumbled without opening her eyes, her voice raspy with sleep. “Never,” I murmured back, sliding my hand down the curve of her waist. “You were made to be stared at.” That earned me a lazy smile, the kind that melted every steel wall I’d ever built. Her lashes finally fluttered open, and the black in her eyes hit me like the first time I saw her across that college library, pretending to ignore me while every cell in my body screamed she was mine. “You’re insufferable,” she teased.

Vanessa POV July 23rd / 24th I should have known Bella was up to something. The way she insisted I dress up this afternoon, how she marched me to the salon without explanation, the sparkle in her eyes whenever I asked why she was fussing over me. She might as well have tattooed surprise incoming across her forehead. But still, nothing prepared me for the moment the elevator doors opened and Liam and I stepped into that glittering hotel ballroom. “Surprise!!” The word exploded in a chorus of cheers, laughter, and clapping. For a second, I froze, forgetting to breathe. The room was a masterpiece of white roses, pink balloons, soft blush ribbons, and shimmering chandeliers casting light across familiar faces. My sister Mandi stood front and center with her kids bouncing around her legs. Bella was beside her, grinning like the devil herself, and behind them, a wave of women. Friends from high school, from college, cousins I hadn’t seen in years—all smiling, clapping, calling m

Edward POV The black SUV took up the miles as we sped out of Manhattan, the sky had turned into a golden color, reflecting through the rear view mirror. My private investigator and his team were trailing right behind us. He would alert the police when we get there. I had so many questions. How did they take him? Where was his body guard? My pulse thudded louder than the engine, my hand still throbbing where the glass had cut it earlier. I barely felt the sting. The only thing that mattered was the image burned into my brain. Liam, my son, bound and blindfolded. Every time I blinked, I saw it. Every time I drew breath, I imagined him calling out for me, for Vanessa, terrified and alone. “Slow the fuck down before you wrap us around a pole,” Tobias muttered from the passenger seat, his voice flat but his eyes sharp. “I’m not slowing down,” I ground out, fingers clenching tighter on the wheel. My throat was dry, my chest tight as if the air itself fought against me. “He’s ou

Two days before the wedding.2 hours post the kidnap.Vanessa POVI never thought so much chaos would happen today. Especially not with Daniel and Susan. She was the poison I never saw coming.And Daniel? He was the enemy within.The private hospital was far too calm for the storm that still raged in my chest. My dress from earlier was torn at the hem, blood smeared across my sleeve—a reminder of how close I came to losing everything.A nurse passed by with a clipboard, her soft shoes squeaking on the linoleum floor. I barely heard her voice; my ears still rang with echoes of the warehouse, Susan’s gun, Daniel’s rage, Edward’s groan when the knife sank into him.My body should have been resting, but I couldn’t sit still. Liam clung to my side, his tiny fingers fisted in the fabric of my shirt, refusing to let go. He hadn’t stopped trembling since the officers untied him. Every time I shifted, he whimpered like he was afraid I’d disappear.“It’s okay, baby,” I whispered, pressing a kis

Vanessa POVJuly 27th, 3pm•Wedding Day•The mirror before me reflected a woman I barely recognized. Soft, radiant, whole. For so long, I had carried shadows under my eyes and fear in my chest. But today… today, those shadows were replaced by light.The glam team fluttered around me, their brushes, combs, and sprays creating a quiet symphony of last-minute touch-ups. My hair, my fiery crown, had been coaxed into waves that cascaded down my back. A crystal comb anchored the sheer veil, long as a river, its edges embroidered in delicate lace. Across its hemline, stitched in fine thread, shimmered the words: Forever Yours.I couldn’t stop staring at those words. They weren’t just decoration. They were a vow, a truth, the story of how Edward and I had clawed our way back to each other through heartbreak, betrayal, and fire.“Vanessa, you’re glowing,” Mandi said, misty-eyed as she smoothed the veil across my shoulders.“Glowing?” Bella teased from her corner, adjusting her earrings. “She’